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Road Trip – Moncton and Saint John

We go to New Brunswick quite a bit. Normally we don’t get much beyond Moncton so for this trip we decided to switch it up. It had been 27 years since we visited Saint John and we figured it was probably time to go back.


We started the trip at the Hotel Casino New Brunswick.


I had a free room there so it was as good a place to start.  Our room was fabulous!

We ate supper at the Hub City Pub. The food there is always excellent!

After a fun night at the Casino we got up early to head to the Fundy Coastal Drive route. The drive to Saint John isn’t that far from Moncton, so we decided to take the scenic route and see as much as we could.

Our first stop was the world famous Hopewell Rocks, one of the many places along the Bay of Fundy where you are able to experience the world’s highest tides. At low tide you can literally walk on the ocean floor. We were there at mid-tide.

From there we headed to Cape Enrage, stopping from time to time along the way to take in the beautiful scenery.

Then off to the Fundy National Park.


From there we went to Saint John where we had a room booked at the very nice Chateau Saint John.

Once we were settled we set out to explore the downtown area. It really had changed since we were last there.

During the drive my husband had mentioned something about a ferry between New Brunswick and Nova Scotia. I had never heard of such a thing, but figured why not look it up. Turns out he was right (don’t tell him I said that, it’ll go to his head!). Seeing as how it was something we had never done before and there was a possibility that we could see whales during the 2.25 hour trip we booked it. Any opportunity I get to maybe see a whale, I am in!

I couldn’t have been more surprised at how nice it was. It was well worth what we paid and I would do it again. We didn’t see any whales, but the scenery and views were still spectacular.

After landing in Digby we headed straight for home, we had a long drive ahead.

Saint John surprised me. I am so happy we went and I think next time we will do more than a one nighter. I really would like to go whale watching out of Saint John. We’ve done it out of Digby and it was awesome, I can only imagine off of Saint John would be just as good!

My DNA Journey – The Paternal Side

Before getting too into my mother’s story, it’s only right that I talk about my father’s a bit.  It too provided some interesting discoveries and honestly some of the information I found on the internet was heartbreaking.

Growing up I always knew we were of Acadian descent. The beauty of being Acadian is that your history is so well documented. My DNA results made it easy for me to build my family tree on that side. So far I have been able to trace my roots to a direct ancestor who was born in 1570 at Pouilly-en-Auxois, Cote-d’Or, Burgandy France.

For those who may not know who the Nova Scotia Acadians were, they were French settlers primarily from Aunis, Saintonge and Poitou in France.  They first arrived in Nova Scotia around 1603, with the first permanent settlement being established in 1632. My first ancestors arrived around 1644. Two of their children were baptized at Port Royal.


The Acadian people got along well and lived quite harmoniously with the local Mi’kmaq populations. The Acadians were skilled farmers, fishermen, and dike builders. They lived in relative peace for the times until 1755 when what has become known as the ‘Expulsion of the Acadians’ started. In a nutshell for several years, the British by any and all means possible, forcibly and inhumanely removed the Acadian people from their families, lands and homes in Nova Scotia. If you ever have the opportunity to read testimony or archive stories from this event you should. It is utterly devastating to read what these people endured and should serve to remind us that we cannot allow those sort of atrocities on our watch.

The Acadians in many cases were separated from family and ended up scattered throughout other coastal areas of the US and Canada. Some were helped by the Mi’kmaq and were able to safely hide in Nova Scotia. In 1763 the war ended and the survivors began to return, reunite with family and start life over. My people went to Cape Breton where many of them still live today.

Acadians are a very proud people and driving across the Maritimes you will see their flag and symbols proudly displayed. This is my fathers paternal history.

His maternal history turned out to be quite a surprise. His mother’s people were generally from the Sheet Harbour, NS and Murray River, PEI areas. For some reason that I don’t know they had always assumed she was solely of German descent.  She was not, her family was as much Scottish as it was German. With names like William Wallace Spears and Robert Bruce Spears in the tree it was pretty obvious her father’s family were Scottish.  They arrived in Nova Scotia in the mid to late 1700’s. Her mother’s family were German and they too settled in Sheet Harbour as well as Lunenburg in the mid-late 1700’s. When I told my aunt this, she had no idea. Like the rest of us she only ever heard details for the Acadian side of our family story.

So as it turns out my brothers and I are a whole lot more Scottish than we ever could have guessed. With my mother’s both maternal and paternal ethnicity being Scottish and my father being at least 1/4 Scottish, there is a lot to work with.  Trust me, I plan to.

As I was going through my DNA matches I was able to actually identify relatives that my mother and father have in common. Thankfully they are several generations removed but none the less it is interesting and something I plan to look into more.

I read somewhere that if you go back six generations we will all find that we have a relative in common somewhere, so far that has been true. In a small province like Nova Scotia where immigration was so heavily encouraged by the powers that be of that time period I don’t think it would be much of a surprise to find that many of us have relatives in common. For those families, like mine, who have been here for hundreds of years it is not uncommon to also find Mi’kmaq ancestors. We are all connected in some way.

Nova Scotia is a wonderful melting pot of different cultures and I hope we continue to be for years and years to come.

Next up, I delve into the journey that is DNA testing and adoption.



DNA Update

We’ve been pretty quiet since the Fall, which is typical once the weather gets cold. Among other things, we’ve spent a lot of time working with our travel agent looking for my perfect retirement celebration trip. It took a few months, but we did find it. That post will be coming in the next few weeks. I can’t wait to escape winter and celebrate what will be one of the most exciting events for me in 2019.

As I mentioned in a previous post, I did a My Heritage DNA test. I can’t tell you what a fascinating journey that has continued to be. It truly is an all-consuming adventure when you get into it. I initially didn’t tell too many people in my family as I wasn’t sure how they would react, specifically my mother. While I don’t remember a time we didn’t know she was adopted and it was always something that she was very open about I wasn’t really sure what she would think or how she would feel. Honestly, I’m not sure why it surprised me so much when she was so curious about my result and said she wanted to do one. Of course when she said that, I was all over it like a wet blanket.

To ensure we got the best matches possible I also had my son and daughter do one. The more of my mother’s direct descendants that do a DNA test the easier it will be for me to weed out the matches we are looking for.

Being adopted in Nova Scotia is a very frustrating circumstance. You are allowed little to no access to your birth information/adoption records which not only affects you but all of your descendants. What you do get is vague and typically non-identifying. I don’t know how much the agencies or government considers the long term impact of not knowing. It doesn’t just impact the adoptee, but all of their descendants. There has to be a better way.

My mother has since sent another request to the province for information pertaining to her adoption and much to our surprise they are sending new documents. It takes months and we have no idea what we will see, but at least it is something. I would suspect that it is happening because her birth mother is now dead, so there is no risk of unwanted contact between birth parent and adoptee. Too bad for the birth mother and her family, they missed out on knowing some pretty spectacular people.

To be very clear, my grandparents, aunt and uncle could never be replaced. They are our one and only true maternal family. I can’t even say there was ever a desire to engage with the birth family. We really just wanted to know who they were, what did/do they look like (do any of us look like them) and was there anything important we should know. Knowing one side of your family history doesn’t give you a true picture of yourself or your history – what makes you ‘You’. Maybe at some point there would have been a ‘why’ or a desire to engage but that time has long since passed.

Anyway, with the identification of my mother’s birth mother and the retrieval of her obituary from a local newspaper’s archives I was able to identify and find records for numerous other birth relatives. These include her birth grand-parents, her birth sister, many birth step-siblings, an aunt and recently deceased uncle along with many nieces, nephews and cousins. Along with all the usual search tools the Nova Scotia Historical Vital Statistics site has been one of the best resources I found. While we don’t have a complete medical history I was able to find patterns using death certificate information. I also found, and visited, the cemetery where many of them are buried. That was an oddly emotional experience. It was also really strange as it was part of the province I had never really been to or even knew of.

Now, while we wait for whatever paperwork is coming, I am on a mission to find out what I can for her birth father. We know that at the time of her adoption she had an older sister born in 1947 and we believe her mother was not married to her father – but that is just a guess at this point. We think he may be Greek/Italian or something of that nature due to the DNA location results for each of us and some of our physical features. He is proving to be a challenge but one I am happily taking on! I have emailed a resource I found on a Facebook DNA group for help, as I think this search is going to be more of a challenge and may be out of my league. We had enough information on the maternal side to have a good starting point, we have nothing on the paternal side.

Time to get my detective hat on!

The other really interesting thing about my DNA journey, unrelated to the adoption stuff,  has been finding out about my father’s mothers side. I never knew her very well and have few memories. My grandfather died when I was two years old, he was 52 and my father had a heart attack and stroke around the same time, he was 26.  She wasn’t really part of our lives due to the impacts these events had on her. My father and I did reconnect with her some 20 years later and were a part of her life until she died two years later.

We have always identified as Acadian, which we are, but much to my surprise we are also Scottish on her side. I don’t know if I was told or just assumed because of where she was from that she was of German descent. Her side wasn’t just Scottish, they were very Scottish – names like ‘William Wallace Spears’ and ‘Robert Bruce Spears’ appear many times over in her tree.

Armed with this new information I have decided that mapping out the known path of both my father and mothers ancestors is the next logical step in my journey. Someday I hope to walk on the same roads my ancestors did.  Scotland is on my bucket list for sure!

Deciding to do the DNA test has led me on a journey I never could have anticipated. It has been everything I wanted it to be and so much more. I know more about myself than I ever have and I have discovered a passion that will carry into my retirement when I am able to focus more time on it.

I have recently done a second DNA test with Ancestry to see if their database will bring up any results that open my search up better. The DNA companies don’t share their data. GEDMatch and companies like My Heritage and FTDNA, do allow you to upload from outside sources but people actually have to take the time to do that. I would guess those that aren’t actively working on family histories aren’t doing that.

While this journey hasn’t physically taken me away, it has mentally and emotionally. It has been exciting and rewarding. It has me dreaming of new destinations and adventures. It has brought true meaning to the saying ‘Life is a journey; you never really know the destination.’

If anyone reading this has any tips, please feel free to share them with me.

Summer 2018 – Road Trips

Where we had a trip to Ottawa already planned and are saving for a big trip to celebrate my retirement in 2019, we decided that we would stick to Nova Scotia for the rest of our vacation.  Nova Scotia is beautiful in the summer.  With so many places to explore you can do a different road trip every weekend.

Peggy’s Cove is always a must visit.

As is Mahone Bay.

Drives to the Valley for us are mainly to get fresh produce, you can’t get better strawberries anywhere, but the views are pretty nice too.   Oh and I discovered the many Vinyard’s so well, now there are more reasons to go!

Lunenburg is busy this time of year but definitely worth a visit.

We visited Truro’s Victoria Park for the first, but definitely not the last, time this summer.  Absolutely loved it and could not believe we hadn’t know about it until quite recently.

We also visited Nova Scotia’s longest beach, Martinique for the first time.  It was a very foggy day but still easy to see how nice it was.  Lots of surfers and body boarders.

Finally, we grabbed our granddaughter and headed to Halls Harbour on the Bay of Fundy.  The Bay of Fundy is home to the highest tides in the world.  Walking on the ocean floor and then a few hours later watching it fill in is always amazing.

That’s it for day trips.  I hope you enjoyed my little Nova Scotia tour.  Our next few weeks are super busy so we probably won’t get any more in until mid-September.  By then the weather should be starting to change and the colours of fall will slowly arrive.

Next up though, our fantastic trip to Ottawa!

May 2018 – 50? What do you mean 50!

We love visiting Moncton and try to get there a few times a year.  The vibes, entertainment, food and city as a whole are great.  I turned 50 in May of this year and decided no big parties (cause you know who ends up cleaning up after them).  What I really wanted to do was have a true Casino experience.  Vegas isn’t an option for us right now, so we decide to head to Moncton.  Yes, there is a casino in Halifax, but we prefer Moncton.

This would be the start to three nights celebrating and it was fantastic.  They upgraded us to a Marquis Suite and left a few treats in the room.


By the time all was said and done, it cost us nothing to go and we still had a few extra dollars in our pockets.  Great way to start the celebrations!

As a 50th birthday present to myself, I decided to do a DNA test through MyHeritage.  I have always known my paternal ancestry for the most part, we are Acadian, but my mother is adopted so I have never known nothing of that side.  I feel like part of my history and what I am is missing.  I certainly don’t need to meet or engage with anyone.  The grandparents, aunt and uncle I have are some of the best people I know.  I don’t need any more than what I already have.  It’s the history and the where, not the who that I am interested in.  I want to know where I come from.  Who I am.

I always said that I would love to the visit the places of my ancestry, a pilgrimage if you will.  But honestly I wasn’t prepared for the results.  Scandinavian?  Like what? Although, my son said if I was a Viking that would explain a lot. Not sure that was a compliment.

My Hertiage

So now I find myself on a journey and when I get into it I can’t stop.  I had to force myself to take a break from it over the summer.  So many names in my DNA matches that aren’t familiar to me and some very surprising ones that are.  I have had a few really incredible email contacts as well.

As well as I know my father’s side, I didn’t know much about his mother and her side.  I have also made some pretty interesting discoveries there to.

I plan to retire in 2019, and for my first order of business I plan to start mapping out what I find.  I want to build a tree for my children so they know where they come from.

That should be an interesting journey!

For now though it’s time to move on to less serious stuff!