Prince Edward Island is a gorgeous, secret land. Glad I came here.
This was a fantastic spot aside from mosquitoes… but they weren’t around in the day at least!
Cape Bear bluffs
Interesting, some aspects of the place has reminded me of Utah, I never would have thought. The island is made of red sandstone, which is a complete anomaly out here in the St. Lawrence Gulf. The mainland is granite, the sandstone does not belong and is slowly being beaten down by waves and taken back into the sea. The legend has it that the native’s great tribal god decided to create Prince Edward Island, so he summoned the great plateau to rise one day directly upwards from the gulf. Thus, the body of water was created known as the Northumberland Strait.
Beach Point
I had a great couple of days appreciating the red beaches where I was holed up in what will hopefully someday be the place I call home. The mosquitoes were really fearsome, but if I lived here I’d only have to put up with them for so long before their season is over. I believe each season here brings its own challenge, the ocean freezes and piles up ten feet of icebergs on the shore, and last winter they had sixteen feet of snow! Summer is beautiful but the bugs are really something else, they have these giant horseflies, one was able to fly at me and take a bite out of my neck on the go as I was biking down the road…
St. Marys Road, love this one
Someone gave me a suggestion to bike this extremely long and incredible scenic route to Cape Bear, so I did and was glad I went. I spent the next day in my woods writing and relaxing with my mosquito companions, then decided I liked it so much at Cape Bear, to drive out there and spend the last night on top of the cliffs. It seemed like there weren’t mosquitoes there. Oh I was wrong! They came out with incredible force and somehow were able to get into the truck with me. They were like rain, only rain that would seek out every single crack in the truck and squeeze through. Instead of making you wet they would make you itchy. I stuffed whatever fabric I could frantically to block the cracks in the truck, they were finding their way into my lair in horrifying numbers. Even after I had everything plugged up completely, they still came in. I would hear them, buzzing, squeezing, finally pop! they would get through the tiniest cracks and come at me. I gave up and was eaten alive all night! It was alright, but I have never experienced mosquitoes that could do this before, I’ve truck camped in places with mosquitoes before and have never had this issue…
I still love it here
View from the town of Guernsey Cove
Farms and Fireweed
Love the way these trees look, Eastern Canada has a really excellent variety of trees
Murray River
Today I took a ferry from P.E.I. to Nova Scotia. I’m in the small city of Antigonish, becoming frustrated with the internet. Going to start biking the Cabot trail tomorrow! I’ll hopefully get some beautiful pictures from that, have no idea yet what I will see!
