A soft landing

Finally, after 48 hours (including 3 hours of time change - we're in a time zone we literally did not know existed: Atlantic Daylight Time), we made it to our campground just in time for a low tide sunset. It's run by a lovely couple who turned their property into a very small and very nice campground. One of them finds driftwood and turns it into animals to decorate the camp common areas with.

The grass is soft and plush and after some much appreciated showers and the requisite nightly offering to the Canadian mosquitoes, we finally got to sleep in our tent, limbs full extended and all.Read more