The last post was a little over half way through my stay on PEI. There were some nice days – and they were spent getting things ready for winter, as Justine’s arm won’t be healed enough to do any of that in a timely manner! The kayak never got off the roof of the car again before heading south – and much of the time the wind was howling anyway.
Thursday, October 18: I left about 8:30 that morning, and stopped at one of the many places with hay bale sculptures:
This is obviously the same tractor – but I couldn’t figure out how to get both the real tractors in the distance, and the employee of the year sign in the same photo!
And on, across the Confederation Bridge, and the wind howled. Speed was reduced to 50 kph, and I thought about stopping before getting on the bridge to get photos of the waves crashing, but wasn’t enthusiastic about getting myself out there. The drive through New Brunswick was uneventful; I stopped a couple of places to stretch my legs or get food, but mostly kept moving. By the time I got to Maine the temperature had dropped below freezing, and I decided I wasn’t really adequately equipped to camp in those temperatures, and I’d drive on through. Sunset happened along Route 9, the Airline Road:
I pulled in my driveway about 1AM, after many too many hours and miles on the road.
My kayaking plans for Friday fell through – but Saturday, October 20th, was a beautiful day, and I headed over to Knapp Pond #2. As I arrived, there were mergansers sitting at the base of the ramp – they sat there perfectly happily until I opened the car door, when they took off.
Most of the red is gone from the foliage, but some of the smaller trees are still bright, and this young oak jumped out with its color.
On around the pond, I was starting to wonder if those mergansers would be the only wildlife. And then I saw this turtle.
At the far end of the pond, a beaver was clearly stockpiling food. I wish I could have gotten a good photo of the beer can on the shore – I was constructing stories of the beavers relaxing around the campfire with a cold one! But I couldn’t show both the results of their labor and the can, so this one shows what I paddled around.
The milkweed fluff is flying – here’s some still sticking to the pods:
And if anyone wants to flavor your gin, here are the juniper berries. Actually, along this piece of the shore there were at least four kinds of evergreens: pine, spruce, hemlock and juniper.
Onward – down to Connecticut to go with Mom to eye and hearing appointments, a stop to visit friends in Massachusetts (and watch the Red Socks win game 2 of the World Series), and back for a talk about bobcats in Vermont, and then Friday to New Hampshire to visit another friend – and her dog, Audrey, who is really excited about tennis balls!
They live on a lake, and there are still mallards and loons, and the last of the remaining color.
It’s time for the loons to think about leaving, and heading to the coast. And in about a week, I’ll be headed south as well,