Just a few miles from Lunenburg, Blue Rocks is a tiny little fishing village that has been occupied by artists for a number of years. It is usually calm and always gorgeous. This day the view at the central fishing shack was less than stellar. The skies were dull and so was the light. But as, I always say, you gotta dance with the girl you brung. So, I did the best I could, which was not very good at all.
Christiane and I invariably visit Blue Rocks because it is one of the lovelier fishing villages of Nova Scotia.
This day however the light was dull. But as I always say, you gotta dance with the girl you brung.
The area is named after the blue slate rocks that line the edge of the ocean. These Cambrian-Ordovician rocks (once sedimentary) have been compressed into metamorphic rocks by the movement of tectonic plates.
Blue Rocks has been called ‘Little Peggy’s Cove’ but without the crowds. Not a bad recommendation. To say it has charm is a sad understatement. It has a lot of charm. But, unlike Peggy’s Cove, there is no lighthouse.
It is also considered one of the best places to kayak, though we have never kayaked there. Perhaps it is so good for kayaking because there are more than 50 islands in the area around Blue Rocks Harbour. A great place for a great paddle.
Blue Rocks is a working fishing village, but artists are in the process of taking it over by stealth. It will require serious weaponry to get rid of them since it is such a lovely little hamlet. They have doing that slowly and gradually for a long time. It has fishing shacks, fine homes, but no huge mansions that I can recall.
At the end of The Point Road is found the General Store, even smaller than the world famous Boissinot Brothers store of Middlebro Manitoba that used to be operated by the famous Boissinot Brothers. Ok not really that famous. Though once we met a person at Boissinot’s who had come all the way from Colorado to see it. The General Store of Blue Rocks is fine little general store housed in an old fish shack beautifully painted red. Not fire engine red, but a nice red nonetheless.
Blue Rocks is made of churches, wooden homes, small community buildings, fishing shacks, and weather-worn artist homes.
Every time we go to Nova Scotia we go to Blue Rocks. And we are never disappointed. We usually spend more time there than Halifax. I can hardly wait to go back.