After a really full day of relaxation - i.e. at the beach I'm about as mellow as a soul can be. PEI National Park offers many red sand beaches to enjoy. With about 6 other people we camped out on a mile long stretch of shoreline. The sand is red and fine like velvet. We listened to the waves that whisper rather than roar to the tide line and we watched the sea birds busy with their daily chores. The water was warm, but you had to walk a very long way to get to swimming depth. On either end of the beach was a green topped cliff with red sandstone below - eroded by millions of little waves. It's a great place for a boogie board but not so much for surfing unless you have a very teeny tiny surfboard. There is great beachcombing there with sea glass, shells and small bits of driftwood and dried kelp.
We decadently dined on cucumber sandwiches and lemonade. Got to love taking the motorhome to the beach - a rolling cabana!
Tomorrow we head back to Oxford for lunch and a visit with my cousin John. He has promised us a real "Bragg" tour of Oxford and Collingwood with side trips to Windham Hill and Pidgeon Hill, so you'll see me running along behind him writing down everything he says. And, of course, we will be back among the cemetery stones again. I have to find one particular stone belonging to my original 7th great grandfather, Alexander Peers - and I know where it is. Speaking of cemeteries, does anyone have the correct treatment for blackfly bites. AAAGGGGHHHHH!
Tonight is the beginning of the Cavendish Music Festival and our campsite is just about 100 yards from the stage. We can hear the whole thing. We decided to stay home, and, like Anne and Diana from Green Gables, consider it scope for the imagination.
Tonight is also lobster supper night! NOT AGAIN!
To be continued.....
Hey did you know that Bruce Guthro's brother is married to my cousin.
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