Yesterday, my walk from Howe Bay ended at Cardigan, essentially at the Clam Digger Restaurant. Since I already had my cab coming from Montague, I had no chance to eat there. My fix was to reverse my walk today and go from Montague back to Cardigan and have the cab pick me up after lunch, rather than have it drive me out in the morning—brilliant—eh!

The entire, short 7.8 miles followed the Confederation Trail, at first along the Montague River Estuary and then going north to cross the Brudenell River and finally arriving at the Cardigan River Estuary. It was popular with joggers and walkers, particularly around Montague—then again, river walks always are!

These are some of the sights that drew me in:

1. Huge oyster shell

2. View of my lodging at Lane’s Riverhouse Inn and Cottages

3. Fall turning of the leaves

4. Damage from last year’s hurricane 

5. Rail bridge on rail trail 

6. Clam Digger in Cardigan 

7. Lobster roll at Clam Digger 

Great day for walking the 14.6 mi (23.4 km)—never got above 63 deg, no rain, and no gusts. I felt a bit low on energy, probably because of the last two days on a granola diet and not drinking enough. That was the extent to which I wanted to cook since there weren’t any eateries within walking distance. I made up for it tonight here in the town of Montague. I had dinner at the nearest (and best) place in town, especially for seafood: “Windows on the Water.”

Today’s highlights:

1. A final glimpse of the Barn where I stayed the past two nights.

2. Most of today’s walking was on dirt roads, a welcome relief from highways.

3. A few llamas befriended me.

4. Canadian geese welcomed me at my destination today.

5. After cioppino dinner shot of “Windows on the Waters” restaurant—great food—I resisted desert!

 David, the Innkeeper, shuttled me back to Souris a little after 9:00 AM and I had to have a Tim Hortons sausage and egg muffin before walking my 13.5 mi (21.6 km). It never hit 60 deg today, lightly drizzled some dozen times (but not enough to make me don my poncho), and blew gusts of wind at me nearly the whole time. All in all, however, it was a very scenic walk with many glimpses of the bays to my left.

Interesting stuff along the way include:

1. The Myriad View Distillery that celebrates PEI's bootlegging past. It produces Canada's only legal moonshine, which comes in two strengths: the original 50% proof Strait Shine, and a hard-core double-distilled Strait Lightning (a staggering 75% ABV).

2. Toby’s Farm Market.

3. The Inn at Fortune Bridge with a classic Bentley parked in front.

4, Fields and fields of corn ripening for Thanksgiving.

Mel drove me to yesterday’s end point and I headed west to Souris (pronounced like Surrey). About half way through the 10.6 mi (27 km) it began to drizzle and the wind gusted increasingly hard in line with today’s forecast. I decided early on to deviate from the official route and took the most direct one to cut off some time.

At Souris, I had an adequate lunch, bought some breakfast items, and called for my pick up. The Inn at Spry Point’s owner’s sister picked me up and drove me to the Inn, my lodging, a barn converted into a hostel of sorts—I have one of the bedrooms downstairs. There’s a large kitchen and large common area. NB: first night that I’m sleeping in a single bed!

I was stressing out about not being able to find lodging beyond this place. Luckily, I connected with an Inn at Montague and reserved my lodging for 5 nights, the remainder being in Charlottetown, which should not be a problem. A local cab, also in Montague, will provide the shuttling around what seems like a peninsula.

I continued to see lobster traps and fishing boats dry docked on their lawn: probably the two most ubiquitous icons at PEI!

Hard rain and high gusts of wind from the start at Elmira to the midpoint at the Lighthouse—I became so cold that I sensed I was losing control of my legs and hands. I felt I was at my limit—I arrived at the lighthouse gift shop just in time. As an exception, they served me a mug of hot tea and gave me a chair to sit down—very sweet of them. A half hour rest got me going again.

The wind turbines were turning vigorously in the area just before arriving at the lighthouse. I met a couple at the gift shop and the lady coincidentally had a sister living in Ventura—small world! And to top it off, while in the gift shop, they issued me a tip-to-tip certificate; it celebrates a successful journey from one tip of PEI to the other.

After a down day, I decided to start this section, 21-to-22, from the B&B rather than from New Zealand (#21). It made it a bit longer, but offered me glimpses of landscape other than the Confederation Trail. The driveway alone from my lodging to the highway was nearly 1 mile, and from my lodging to reach the Confederation Trail was 5.7 mi. The total distance was 15.8 mi (25.3 km). The Trail had maintenance crews inspecting for damage after Hurricane Lee and cleaning up were needed (really minimal debris).

My walk ended at Elmira (waypoint #22), the ending train station on the line when it was still running—now it’s a railway museum that I toured. The B&B shuttled me back to lodging afterwards.

Took a down day, because the wind gusts were still high, up to 40 mph. Plan to walk section 22 tomorrow. The picture shows the wind and rain results of Hurricane Lee, now downgraded to a tropical storm, after it arrive at PEI. My lodging is located at the rightmost (eastern) section.

I wasn’t sure what today would bring in terms of Hurricane Lee. Got an early start with Mickey’s Shuttle Service (Red Sand Tours) who drove me out to the Bakery at Way Mark #19 (CA$ 100 for today and the same for pickup the day before—rather steep, but it was a bad choice of B&B that was the cause!).

So I started the day with a cinnamon roll in my backpack and with my poncho on and a slight drizzle.

The drizzle soon stopped. By midway of the walk, I realized it wasn’t going to rain any more, so I shedded my poncho, but then wind speeds picked up to 13 to 30 mph, with gusts up to 48 mph. Those strong gusts finally made me cut the walk short by a mile. Each strong gust made me stop just to keep my balance. I still managed to cover 16.7 mi (26.7 km).

The Johnson Shore Inn is very isolated, but all services are provided—great dinner so far and about 8 others here with me.

Here are some colorful, interesting sights.

I was able to get my breakfast early (before 8:00). Red Sand Tours shuttled me to the start of today’s walk that began with 5.6 miles on country road shoulders, after which I veered onto the Confederation Trail for the remaining 8.7 miles; total was 14.3 mi (22.9 km).  The change was very welcome in that I could count on seating and places for breaks with certain regularity (not possible on roads).

Anticipating Hurricane Lee to hit PEI tomorrow evening, I was most impressed by the visible damage caused by last year’s hurricane. Over a million trees were uprooted on the Island. They tell me that the cleanup effort was massive!

On the way, I spotted numerous soy bean fields ready to be harvested—they‘re the plants with the yellow leaves on top. Most of the potatoes have already been harvested, but not all—farmers are hurrying to finish their harvest before the heavy rains.

Doreen’s husband Bill (Briarton’s B&B) graciously shuttled me back to Cymbria, Way Marker #17 and I proceeded to cover 13.6 mi up to Brakley Bay where PEI’s National Park hugs the ocean for nearly 8 miles along the Gulf Shore Parkway. The coastal dunes, however, prevents one from seeing the ocean or the beach, except for a few spots where one can go off trail 50 or so meters.

The promised rain finally materialized the last few hours of the walk, and it really poured the final half hour waiting for my shuttle service—the van came as promised, and will bring me back tomorrow morning.

I checked into the Barachois Inn, and soon discovered that there was no dinner available. The daughter, however, made me a sandwich, but I’ll have to be prepared for tomorrow.

Am monitoring Hurricane Lee, and it doesn’t look as ferocious as originally thought. Note pics from last hurricane of uprooted trees. It’ll hit PEI Friday night and I will walk Saturday morning to Way Marker #20 from where the Johnson Shore Inn will pick me up, check me in for 4 nights and feed me on site—it’s very isolated, but has great reviews (all is now confirmed).

Doreen shuttled me to Bayview (#16). This day was one of the most amazing ones in terms of ocean shore landscapes—not as rugged as some folks expect, but the reddish beaches add an unusual mystique I’m not used to seeing. The boardwalk (in lieu of a sidewalk) through Cavendish was special—it’s known as a resort area and for the cultural sites of Prince Edward Island National Park.

After relishing the Park’s beach areas (along with other tourists, cyclists, walkers and joggers), I arrived at North Rustico, a quaint fishing village that apparently also draws numerous tourists. I was successfully shuttled back, showered, had all my laundry done (so sweet of Doreen), and went out to Kensington’s highly recommended Stonepub for a lobster/ crab roll—I’m hooked. This walk is turning me into a lobster snob! It’s a Pavlovian thing: walk 15 miles/get lobster!

Tomorrow will test the transportation services that I need to use to get from the end point to my lodging that I went beyond today.

My 14.6 miles (23.4 km) started out on the Confederation Trail this morning for less than an hour, but it paid me back by making me miss my turn off of it. So I lost a total of about 2 km due to backtracking.
The day was full of surprises: drizzle that wasn’t forecast along with gusts of headwinds, lots of interesting turns in the country roads, a couple of respectably steep hills, and a luncheon place with irresistible seafood chowder. So I didn’t quite make my goal today—I fell a few miles short, but I’m happy with having reached my midway of the Island Walk at 193.3 mi/309.3 km.

As the Confederation Trail passed through Kensington (where I‘m staying), there’s a little section of rail that was left with shops on both sides, giving it the look of the “old days.”

The trail went through the countryside over rolling hills, a definite welcome departure from the all-flat.

Today’s walk was an amalgam of half local walk on Summerside’s Boardwalk and half on the Confederation Trail directly from Summerside to Kensington’s B&B. I replaced the portion from Lady Slipper (where I left off yesterday) to Summerside with the local boardwalk (5.4 mi)—much more interesting! In all I walked 13.3 mi (21.3 km).

Today’s Confederation Trail from Summerside on did not disappoint with mosquitoes—they were out in force, nor did it disappoint with its straightness. It really only drizzled during the morning, and not at all this afternoon. And more is predicted for early morning. Doreen, the B&B owner here in Kensington drove me to a restaurant for dinner where I enjoyed the best yet lobster roll (minimally bready along with potato salad)—so scrumptious.

Tomorrow I reach my midway mark (#16–Bayview)—the Island Walk is going by very fast, although each day passes very slowly!

The scenery vastly improved today over the 13 miles (20.8 km) as did the trail itself, that started on hard-packed clay and even went along the fields following the ruts made by tractors—tough to keep my balance on the uneven dirt. Spotty cloud cover kept the temperature in the mid-70s.

Interesting sights along the way included oyster farms, stacks of logs from harvesting forests, potato fields needed harvesting, and automated equipment that covered round bales of hay with plastic continuously one bale behind the other. The biggest challenge was finding a place to sit and snack, the first being farm equipment, a few hrs into the walk, but then nothing for 4 hrs. I ended up snacking while standing—I didn’t want to sit in mud or dirt having bugs crawl on me, or mosquitoes have me for their snack. Just grateful all ended well: no dirt and no bites!

Rain all day tomorrow!

Successfully hooked up with Mary Anne who shuttled me to her B&B in Summerside where I’ll stay two nights (stayed here 2 nights going up, and now 2 more coming back down and going east).

I covered 12.3 mi (19.7 km) all on the Confederation Trail (rail trail), which was boringly straight— miles and miles and about half was coming back on the same section I went up on. The one pic says it all; I did manage to see a few sparse ticklers for fall colors.

The day ended with another dynamite cioppino at the Evermore Brewery, but this time topped off with a double-scoop of homemade rum-raisin ice cream at Holman’s Ice Cream Parlor just two blocks down from the B&B.

This is my last day at Kildare Lodge, a fabulous stay of 5 days. Kim struck the perfect balance with me: enough to take good care of the guest but not too overbearing to strangle him/her. The 15.8 mi (25 km) especially the last hr in 80 deg heat wore me down, but the extra bottle of Gatorade purchased this morning came in handy. Am trying my best to stay hydrated—so far so good.

Lodging is now confirmed at least 4 days ahead taking me to the midpoint (marker 16)—that gives me a comfortable feeling.

In SOCAL, you might see cars parked on the lawn, but here it’s a fishing boat as in the picture—quite a common sight. At 8.7 mi, a general store appeared, but it only sold antiques—can’t eat or drink those! Still used it as a mid-way break.

For dinner, Kim bought some lobster dip that I had with crackers, along with hummus, cucumbers, cherry tomatoes, grapes and blueberries—and a cold beer. All this I had as a surprise thunderstorm blanketed the area with a huge downpour that lasted less than an hour.

I covered 14.1 mi (22.6 km) to end the day at the Kildare Lodge for my 4th night. The day started misty then became sunny and even turned warm. Along the way, I ran into a Kiwi couple, Mary and Andy, doing the Island Walk by camping. We shared experiences and continued on. 

Stacks of lobster traps could be seen everywhere, ready to be sold to fishermen as replacements—I’m told a certain amount of traps will get damaged or simply break. My noon snack was on the steps of an Anglican Church I passed. I also saw an oyster farm with row after row of oyster cages.  It’s not uncommon to see large fishing boats on the properties—I’m loving the seafood👍❤️

I treated Kim (Manager of our Lodge ) to dinner close by at the Northport Pier Restaurant—I had flatbread filled with Lobster along with a salad, and it was scrumptious (at 16 USD, it’s kind of affordable!). It was my own concoction as I try to avoid the breadiness of lobster rolls!

Today’s walk took me 12.3 mi (19.7 km) past North Cape, the northwestern most part of PEI. Most of the walk was with a misty fog and gusts of headwind up to the Cape which changed to sidewinds past the Cape. An exciting boardwalk 5 km nature trail just before arriving at the Cape offered astounding views of the landscape: marshland, sandstone cliffs dropping down to the ocean, black bog, all in the midst of the giant windmills whirring in the background.

The Wind Energy Institute of Canada hosts an interesting Interpretive Center at the Cape that I visited—very professionally appointed.

Other points of interest along the way include the many wooden lobster traps I spotted, the North Cape Lighthouse, and the Seacow Pond, a small fishing boat harbor.

Today’s walk covered 13.3 mi (21.3 km) from Way Marker 8 to 9 all on highway route #14 with essentially no shoulder. All the oncoming traffic, however, courteously veered away as far as possible. I was never far from the ocean and the oncoming breeze kept the mosquitoes from landing on me—no spray needed.

The surprise of the day came at the 8.6 mi mark as I arrived at the Stompin Tom Centre and had a great seafood chowder even with bits of lobster and listened to live country and western music—an outstanding break.

Kim picked me up at Way Mark 9 for my second of five stays at the Kildare Lodge, again as the only guest tonight.

Today’s walk from O’Leary started out on the Confederation Trail but veered away from it just short of the six-mile mark. While on it, I encountered remnants of the concrete foundation of a water tank used to fill the steam engine trains that ran on this track. They were all over, of course, but this foundation was conspicuously viewable as a piece of history. Note the solar powered outhouse right next to it!

The third pic has the colors of the French Flag with a star on top on each side of the driveway—a sign that the owners are Acadian (the French forerunners of our Cajuns at New Orleans)—small parts of PEI, along with New Brunswick, etc. compromise Acadia, home of the original 16th/17th century French settlers. There’s an extensive history here!

In all, I covered 14.6 mi (23.4 km). Near the 9-mile point, I really needed a break. In desperation, I turned into a driveway where I saw a man working on the wheels of his car. I asked if I could sit on his steps and take a break. That led his wife to invite me in for coffee and homemade fresh cinnamon rolls along with cheddar cheese. Tony and Judy were so delightfully hospitable—thanks to both of you. And what’s more, Tony authored a historic book about PEI’s abandoned properties and gifted me an autographed copy—a real treasure for me (see picture of book).

My stay is at the Kildare Lodge at Alberton, for 5 days. Kim stocked me up on food, and she’ll shuttle me the next five days. Although full last weekend and next weekend, I’m here alone during this week—and I mean alone—no one else here! Very peaceful. Last two pics enjoying a beer at Kildare Lodge.