
We left the wild rocky shores of Nova Scotia behind and discovered the bucolic beauty of red soil, endless green potato fields and the red sandstone cliffs and beaches of PEI. So incredibly different from anything we had seen in New Brunswick and Nova Scotia.
We spent 2 wonderful weeks on PEI, the first 6 days at the best campground in PEI – the backyard of our friends Walt and Lorraine. They took us around their part of the island, we met family, Walt helped Leonard put a new starter in the Jeep (it crapped out as we were hooking up to get on the ferry-how lucky is that) and Lorraine gave me one on one painting lessons. I learned from a master who has her own gallery and took home one of my creations. We laughed and joked, ate local seafood and learned a lot about PEI and Newfoundland where Walt is from. We had to force ourselves to leave and go to another part of the island for the rest of the stay, but only after agreeing that we would meet again somewhere during the week. Continue reading

The fiddles were playing and the chowder was hot and delicious all over the small towns of Cape Breton Island. Unfortunately the WiFi and our cell service was very sporadic, hence the lack of blog updates. So we spent about 2 weeks just enjoying the people and some of what this beautiful island had to offer. The island, which is on the far eastern part of Nova Scotia, has a shared very strong Celtic and Acadian influence. One can stay in an Acadian village where French is the first language and travel just down the road to be greeted with signs in English and Gaelic.