Well our vacation time and the peace and quiet of Yankee Hill came to an end on Sunday and been replaced by the cacophony of tourist central. Two cruises ships were in yesterday and to entertain them it appears the Port Authority booked a Willie Nelson impersonator. He contrived to delight us for over five hours yesterday. Let us sincerely hope that is not the lasting impression our tourist visitors take away with them.
Almost on cue the evening temperatures dipped on our last few days at the cottage but the days remained sunny if a bit cool. Our last full day we took one final stroll on the beach. I know you’ve been presented with these views before but for Laurent and I they never get old.
Here’s to next year at Yankee Hill and French River.
The word for September 7th is: Stroll \ ˈstrōl \: [1.noun2. verb] 1. A leisurely walk. 2.1 To go for a leisurely walk. 2.2 To walk along or through at a leisurely pace. Probably German dialectal strollen, variant of strolchen, from Strolch, fortuneteller, vagabond, perhaps from Italian dialectal strolegh, from Italian astròlogo, astrologer, fortuneteller, from Latin astrologus, astronomer, astrologer, from Greek astrologos.
As anyone who follows Larry Muffin must know by now we have escaped tourist central at Prince and Water Street and made our way to Yankee Hill/French River on the Gulf of St Lawrence. This is our third year at Cottages on the Cape and we have already booked for next year – in case we haven’t mentioned it we love it up here.
I know I’ve previously posted at least one video and countless photos of the beach up here but I have a new toy that has to be tried out. The iPad Air has the latest version of iMovie – yes I know it’s a mickey mouse app but it was one I thought I knew – and I wanted to try it out. Turns out that iMovie has moved on and I was left with some head scratching when I put this video together. Think of it as a rough cut – I’ll get better at it I’m sure.
We went for a stroll on the beach around 1900 last night – it was getting cool but still pleasant.
The word for August 26th is: Video / ˈvɪd iˌoʊ /: [1. noun2.adjective3.verb] 1.1 A recording of moving pictures and sound, especially as a digital file, DVD, or tape. 1.2 A short film made to go with a popular song. 2. Connected with or used in the showing of moving pictures. 3. To record a programme from the television, or to use a video camera to film an event. 1935, as visual equivalent of audio, from Latin video “I see,” first person singular present indicative of videre “to see”. As a noun, “that which is displayed on a (television) screen,” 1937.
I’m sure that friends and acquaintances are getting rather tired of us harping on about our pending departure for French River. More than one eye-roll has indicated the general feeling mirrors Lady Macbeth’s command to: stand not upon the order of your going, but go!
It is funny – both haha and odd – that where once we would pack our bags and in some excitement head to the airport to journey around the world we are just as excite these days about a 65 minute car ride from home. Is it the pandemic that has elicited this reaction? Or is it perhaps weariness, after many years, of long distance travel? Whatever the reason we’ll be on our way tomorrow to one of our favourite spots on the Island: French River and Yankee Hill.
So what are we going to do up there for two weeks? Well Sunday we head over to the Indian River Festival for a concert and then dinner with friends at Sou’West, a favourite in the area. Another evening we’re going to the Watermark Theatre over in North Rustico for The Gin Game. While we there at the cottage we’ll be celebrating our 14th wedding anniversary with a BBQ with our friends Pico and Don. And our Lori, Cathleen, and Nora have promised to come up and explore the Yankee Hill Cemetery and have lunch at O’Neil’s, another favourite. A trip down to Holman’s Ice Cream Parlor in Summerside is mandatory for whatever ice cream treat they’ve whipped up that day. And I’m pretty sure there are hamburgers with our names on them at Backwoods Burger over in Tyne Valley. Plans are afoot to explore a bit Up-West and make a trip over to Lennox Island First Nation and possibly a bit further up the western end of the Island which we have yet to explore.
Other than that there is the sandy beach that stretches from the mouth of the French River to the Gulf. (A left click here will take you to a short video) Only the locals use it during the week and even on weekends 10 or 12 people is a crowd. And should it rain well I picked up two books to read. The Temptation of Forgivenes, the latest Donna Leon mystery – her 27th – will give me a chance to get reacquainted with Commisario Guido Brunetti, one of my favourite detectives. New London, the Lost Dream recounts the history of the Quaker settlement that was established in 1773 on the very spot we are staying at. It is a largely unknown bit of Island history.
And then there is the possibility of just sitting on the deck at the cottage sipping an iced tea (yes I’m still on the wagon) and watching the changing backdrop of an Island sky behind the New London Rear Lighthouse.
The threat of Hurricane Elsa seems to have passed us by – some wind, driving rain, thunder and lightening – and as I write this it looks like it’s clearing. The forecast for the next little while suggests a typical Island summer – sun, the odd rain shower, hotish days and cool nights.
Okay! Okay! We aren’t standing on any order and we’re going! We’re going!
The word for July 9th is: Vacation /vāˈkāSH(ə)n,vəˈkāSH(ə)n/: [1.noun2.verb] 1.1 An extended period of leisure and recreation, especially one spent away from home or in travelling. 1.2 The action of leaving something one previously occupied. 2.1 To take a vacation. 2.2 To leave something one previously occupied. Late Middle English: from Old French, or from Latin vacatio(n- ), from vacare ‘be unoccupied’.
Any posts I do the next day or two will, for the most part, be visuals – videos (though they are difficult to download with rural internet) or slideshows – of the places we’ve stopped off at here on the North Shore in Prince County. The videos are going to be even more basic than they normally are, as the iMovie for iPads has a few restrictions on what can and can’t be done.
Here’s a brief look at Yankee Hill Beach with is about 500 metres from the deck of the cottage.
Thank you to everyone who sacrificed virgins, their first born, a pigeon or whatever to the gods of weather, it’s been a glorious five days of sunshine so far.
Later that day: Ah I spoke too soon – on and off rain all day today which started at around 1000. Well there are worse places to be caught in the rain. And tomorrow we have been promised more sunshine so ……
The word for July 23 is: Yankee /ˈyaNGkē/: [noun] 1.1 A person who was born in or is from the United States of America – possiblyt derogatory. 1.2 An inhabitant of the New England or Northern States – informal term. 1750–60, Americanism; perhaps back formation from Dutch Jan Kees John Cheese, nickname (mistaken for plural) applied by the Dutch of colonial New York to British settlers in Connecticut. New London Harbour was home port for American vessels involved in the mackerel fishery between 1840s and 50s which may have led to the area being called Yankee Hill.
Telling the stories of the history of the port of Charlottetown and the marine heritage of Northumberland Strait on Canada's East Coast. Winner of the Heritage Award from the PEI Museum and Heritage Foundation and a Heritage Preservation Award from the City of Charlottetown