Thursday, 15 September. Clear, windy, cool.

Rested in place.  Intended to be a short day.  Tuesday was hard.  Went only a short ways, but the view was magnificent.  Pounding waves.  A feeling of power and immortality. Not very different than any eastern coastline, but the seas seemed darker.  The water is supposed to be warm actually.  Runoff from the St. Lawrence Seaway.  Surprised that the island is mostly built on sandstone.  I could buy a sandstone t-shirt, “Made with PEI Dirt”.  Found a specific reference that PEI was part of the Appalachian Mountain chain.  I’m within walking distance of where the author of Anne of Green Gables grew up: Lucy Maid Montgomery.  Lots of gables on houses, mostly green.  Her home is part of the National Preserve, along with 25 miles of coastline.  There is actually another book around that describes the real life of a local orphan girl named Ellen, whom Montgomery reportedly admitted was the basis for Anne.  I haven’t fact-checked that claim.

Lunch was at a very popular restaurant by attendance.  There was a line of people waiting for it to open.  Lobster roll.  Sausage bun with lobster meat and seasoning.  Local beer.  One man, on seeing my CA plate, asked “How did you tow it?”  A first.  Another restaurant has two sides; one for normal eating, another dedicated solely to “Lobster Supper”.  “Longest salad bar on the Island”.  I haven’t found a place that has live lobsters swimming around, the source of many a childhood nightmare.  Why am I looking?

Lots of “Closed for the Season” signs.  Cavendish is a popular resort area on the Island. Many golf courses and children’s parks.

Called it a day at about 3.  I’m not overly tired, but playing it safe.