Tuesday August 11, 2009
The PEI natives are apparently golf fanatics. The island is quite literally littered with both 9 and 18 hole golf courses. You can't drive 10 miles in any direction without seeing a sign for one. Carol located a campground on Seal Cove that had one on site. It is quite picturesque here, so we crossed the island on a scenic drive to Cavendish, the setting for Anne of Green Gables and home of its author (the island milks it to the bone). On the way we stopped into a local museum that we thought was devoted to ships and their industry but once inside we realized it was more about the town's local accomplishments. Housed inside an old church, the exhibits were the run of the mill kinds of old things that you put on display once you no longer can figure out what to do with them. However, the docent, was a young fiddle player and he told us more about the island's musical traditions than anything else. To cap things off he played us a few entertaining reels. Good lad.
By late afternoon, we pulled into the Seal Cove Campground. We got a terrific site overlooking the bay with an unobstructed view. Unfortunately, they neglected to mention that they had closed the golf course until after we'd paid for a three nights stay. Since there was one down the road, we didn't feel so bad. After getting the Casita electrified and leveled, We sat out surveying our new backyard until the sun went down. Then we settled in to watch “Lucky You”, a film that Carol had purchased somewhere along the way. We both enjoyed it. Two thumbs up.
The PEI natives are apparently golf fanatics. The island is quite literally littered with both 9 and 18 hole golf courses. You can't drive 10 miles in any direction without seeing a sign for one. Carol located a campground on Seal Cove that had one on site. It is quite picturesque here, so we crossed the island on a scenic drive to Cavendish, the setting for Anne of Green Gables and home of its author (the island milks it to the bone). On the way we stopped into a local museum that we thought was devoted to ships and their industry but once inside we realized it was more about the town's local accomplishments. Housed inside an old church, the exhibits were the run of the mill kinds of old things that you put on display once you no longer can figure out what to do with them. However, the docent, was a young fiddle player and he told us more about the island's musical traditions than anything else. To cap things off he played us a few entertaining reels. Good lad.
By late afternoon, we pulled into the Seal Cove Campground. We got a terrific site overlooking the bay with an unobstructed view. Unfortunately, they neglected to mention that they had closed the golf course until after we'd paid for a three nights stay. Since there was one down the road, we didn't feel so bad. After getting the Casita electrified and leveled, We sat out surveying our new backyard until the sun went down. Then we settled in to watch “Lucky You”, a film that Carol had purchased somewhere along the way. We both enjoyed it. Two thumbs up.
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