Days 16 17 18 - Canadian Maritime 2026 - Prince Edward Island - MacAusland's Woolen Mill

As much as we didn't want to leave our beautiful spot at Loggieville Wharf, we knew it was time to move on because our next goal was to reach Prince Edward Island! 

This was going to be a whole new province for us, plus it was going to be kind of different because we were literally going to stay at a Provincial Park for 3 days while we explored the island. So far we've pretty much been boondocking most of the while for the first two and a half weeks of this trip. Usually just one night at a time in each place. It was time for a little down time and maybe catch up our laundry...

It had rained overnight, and the back roads were glistening in the sunlight. We were only going to go on back roads for a little while and then hit the main route down to Prince Edward Island. We really do like traveling on these back roads though. So much more picturesque, less stressful, and beautiful scenery. Especially now that the leaves were starting to turn color.

After all, that's what we came for...

We headed down the central part of New Brunswick and found our way to the Confederation Bridge to get onto Prince Edward Island.  What is interesting is that you don't pay a toll to cross the bridge to go ONTO the island. But you DO pay a toll to come back OFF of the island. (Unless you decide to take the ferry over to Nova Scotia from there, which is what we did 3 days later). 

An interesting part of the popularity of Prince Edward Island it's the fictional location for a beloved novel, Anne of Green Gables. It was written back in the early 1900s. It essentially was a children's story about a young orphan who was adopted by an elderly brother and sister on a potato farm. They thought they were adopting a boy to help them with farm work. And instead, the orphanage mistakenly sent a girl. So she had to prove herself and get along and work hard and interact with the people of the community to find her place and to fit in. Not only was it a famous book, later it was made into a movie and eventually into a television series.

The house that inspired the book is still there. It was actually owned by relatives of the author. She used it as a basic idea of where her character would live, after experiencing visits to the farm house of Green Gables herself.

I do believe the television series or maybe the movie was filmed over in Nova Scotia with a more practical climate and location...

The Continental Bridge was quite long, I believe seven or eight miles. There was a little bit of road construction at the beginning. You can see our travels across the bridge on the video link down below. 

Once we made it over, we veered to the north and worked our way up to the Linkletter Provincial Park.  It was named after George Linkletter a very famous settler in the area who was a potato farmer. The main crop on Prince Edward Island appears to be potatoes. We saw plenty of them as it was prime Harvest Time in the Fall.

We arrived at the campground, and were given a list of a number of sites to choose from. It had recently been flooded out, and sections were closed off because they were still too mushy and wet to park any vehicles on. But we were able to get a nice little spot backed up to some pine trees. I will admit, the sites were very close together. The power post and water spigot and sewage dump hole for the next site were right next to our picnic table. And of course our power post, water spigot and sewage dump hole were right next to the neighbors on the other side. But all of the sites were that close together, so we didn't have much choice. It would be okay for a few days so we could catch up on laundry, as they had a very nice laundry room. We could also be hooked up to water at our campsite and take nice long showers in our own private bathroom. But I will mention that the showers for the park were also very nice and neat and clean.

Here is the link to the park information: 

https://www.tourismpei.com/what-to-do/beaches-parks/linkletter-provincial-park

After we were set up, we made our dinner and relaxed on our lawn chairs for a while. Some people were right next to us in a pickup camper and they chit-chatted with us for a bit too. 

Each day they would leave their pickup camper behind on its stand and then go to tour in their truck. That makes me so nervous. I would think that a wind could come along and knock it over. 

We were treated to a beautiful sunset and watched it sink slowly to the horizon. There were benches along the shoreline that we could sit on and relax for the evening show in the Western sky.  It did not disappoint us in the least.

Even Nickydoodle sat patiently while we oogled the sky with oohs and ahhs and I clicked away with the camera, frame after frame. 

After the sunset, we are also treated to the moon which was now completely full.  It was known as The Harvest Moon or also the Corn Moon.  What a treat to see it without any clouds in the way.  I had to take out my big camera just to get a shot like this.

 

The next morning, it was time to go out and do a little exploring. We wanted to get away from our campsite a little bit anyhow. The new neighbors on the other side of us had a very sad distressed and not very happy beagle. It was inside of their trailer with open windows, howling and yelling and whining non-stop. They were gone off traveling in their truck, so they really didn't have to sit there and listen to their dog as miserable and stressed out as she was. We really felt sorry for her. 

I might add, if we ever leave Nick behind in our motorhome, we do the following: 

-Before we leave, we run Nick around to wear off his excess energy. 

-Then we put him inside the motorhome with all of the shades down so he can't see out.

-We have on the air conditioning in case it's needed.

-We turn up the TV to make enough noise to distract him from anything that might be happening outside. 

-We also have a Wi-Fi camera that hooks up and we can watch him at any time while we are gone from our cell phones. It can rotate back and forth and it can also tell us the temperature. We can set a warning limit for temperature and it will call us on our cell phone to tell us that something is wrong with either the heat or the air conditioning, whatever the circumstance may be. Kind of like a baby monitor! 

-Lastly, we hide little teeny tidbits of his treats all over inside of the rig in different places that he can spend time sniffing them out like a fun game. 

Anyhow, we were going to go sightseeing and get away from the campground but we would be going in the motorhome and taking Nicholas with us.  

We did unhook the cargo trailer and leave it at our campsite. It has a large cast iron hitch lock that completely surrounds the hitch, as well as a thick cable that we locked around the picnic table and post in the campsite. We also let the gate gal know that we were leaving for the day and would be back later and that we were leaving our cargo trailer behind. That way there was no mistaken question about our occupancy or if we left or if someone else wanted to take our site. 

I also thumbtack a plastic sign to the picnic table that says CAMPSITE OCCUPIED - WE WILL BE RIGHT BACK. I printed those up a few years ago and we have used them several times. 

The other set of signs we keep on hand is a sign that says PARKED WITH MANAGEMENT'S PERMISSION that we can set in the window near the door and another one up on the front dash. This works well if we've gained permission to stay at a business parking lot overnight. Saves getting that midnight knock on the door if some security guard is wondering why you are parked on their property.

Well, we rolled out of the campground and headed out to explore the island. Maybe being closer to the Atlantic Ocean is having an effect on the trees changing colors faster. Everything was becoming brilliant and we were enjoying the scenery as we rolled along.

The first stop, of course, was a bakery. Steve's new "hobby". The gal at the gatehouse had recommended one in town. So we drove over there first to check it out. It was more of a deli plus a bakery. We picked out a number of items and Steve was happy to try out some new baked goods. We were done with the ones from Shawville and he was hoping to replenish "his stash". 

After that we had a quick stop at the Walmart to pick up a few more items that we needed. Now it was time to head out of town and explore more of the countryside. 

We rolled along through some cute picturesque towns and little villages. Every now and then we would roll across a beautiful little church and accompanying graveyard. 

I think of the generations of families that came here to worship, married, baptized babies, and later held funerals as they were laid to rest. Decades after decades of families, all remaining in these little villages. All the stories that these churchyards could tell...

We drove on about 40 miles north and west of the campground. This was one of the places that I had wanted to tour. 

MacAusland's is located along Highway #2 close to Mill River Resort & Golf Course and

beautiful Red Cliffed beaches. 

https://www.macauslandswoollenmills.com/

Family owned and operated, the business began operations as a sawmill and rollmill in 1870. In 1902, the company began producing woolen yarn and in 1932 they began producing woollen blankets. Since then, this quaint and proud family business has become known as the producer of the MacAusland Blanket.

Located in the western part of Prince Edward Island, they operate the only mill in Atlantic Canada producing quality, 100% pure virgin wool blankets. The Mill has retained much of the charm and heritage of years past, together with the tradition of quality craftsmanship which characterized those years.

For those of you who don't know, I am a weaver, a spinner of wool to make yarn, a knitter, and also a quilter. So fiber production is highly interesting to me. I have done my own processing on small batches with sheep and alpaca fleeces.  I used to get them from a hobby farmer down the road. It's a lot of work to process wool. So I was really looking forward to this self-guided factory tour...

Seeing that it was a Friday, most of the machinery was shut down when we got there by the afternoon. One of the workers said they were being let off early by the owners. We also saw some other men working on a broken piece of machinery so that line was shut down. In a way, it was kind of nice that it was quiet, because we could walk around and videotape the entire process. And then I could narrate and explain what was going on in each section. If you go to the end of this blog you will see a separate video link of the entire time that we were touring the Woolen Mill if you find that interesting. I will include some still shots below with brief explanations. But the video goes into depth and shows a lot more. 

This is the first room where all the stinky sheep fleece comes in from various farmers around the island. Yep, it's full of sheep poop and lanolin and it is a very aromatic room. It is separate from the rest of the mill by some heavy doors.

First, the fleeces are "skirted" which means they separate the good sections of fleece from the matted poopy odd cut sections. Those are later pulled aside and used for making things like the felt that's used around windows and door insulation or in other industrial matters. 

The fleeces are run through what are called pickers that rip it apart and unclump it and make it easier to process and to release the clumps from where it grew on the sheep's body.

The good fleece is then run through various stages of machinery to remove the manure and the lanolin which is a waxy substance on the fleece. It takes just the right temperature of water, if it's too hot the wool will felt up and not be able to be spun. If it's too cold, the lanolin does not release and come out of the fibers and then it stays waxy and sticky. Just the right amount of a special soap needs to be added to help clean it. It's called Eucalan or Orvus. It has a distinct smell that I recognized as we were walking through these areas. To a spinner of wool, this is familiar and almost comforting to smell.

The fleeces go through a final rinsing and spinning. Then some of these vats are used to also dye the fleeces in various colors depending on what the customer wants. Also some batches are dyed for creating colored wool for weaving stripes in the blankets that they produce themselves at the Mill. These vats need to be spun at the right amount of movement without too much agitation, because that will also matt up the fibers. Friction and heat cause felting of the wool which is exactly what you do NOT want when you want the fibers to be free to spin into yarn.

Here are a couple of big bundles of dyed fleece in purple and rich green. In the background are big bag fulls of finished fleece that I think are headed back out to their original owners who brought them in for processing. The bags back there are tagged and it might be who's shipment is what?

Now these clumps of fleece are loaded over into the carding machines. These machines have rollers full of little pins that help rip the fibers apart from the clumps and align them into straight order so the hairs are all going in one direction. These machines rotate around and around and around until all of the clumps are broken up into nice straight smooth batts of perfect fiber ready to be spun into yarn.

I have done this myself with hand carders or with a drum carder. It takes a long time to get it just right, even a small batch at a time.  Then it's finally ready to be spun! 

I spin by hand on my little spinning wheel when I sit on the front porch at home: 

There is almost nothing more relaxing and comforting than sitting at the rhythmic treadling of the wheel and creating beautiful soft fibrous yarn....

Anyhow, back to the mill! 

Their huge machines are called Spinning Mules or Spinning Jenny's. They whirrrrr along at breakneck speed, collecting the carded fleece and splitting it up into tiny channels of roving, spinning it into single strands of threads. Of course, these are called "singles". But they are not finished yarn, they break easily when they are only a single ply.

The single wooden spools are moved further down and combined on other machinery to spin them together in multiple plied combinations to finally create yarn.

Just like a rope, multiple plies of the singles when twisted together become stronger and do not break. The finished yarns are then spun on to big cones. 

Now some of the cones are used to weave the blankets in a separate room called the "Loom Room".  The cones are all put onto warping creels so each thread can be fed through a series of channels to get ready to create a warp to put on the loom.

All of their looms here are computerized and super duper precise. All the yarns are threaded on and the machines run continuously to create huge rolls of blanket after blanket after blanket.

I did smile when I spotted this one cone hanging off the back end. That means either a yarn broke somewhere during the process or someone made a mistake in the threading. So they have to hang the extra cone to feed off a bit at a time as the woven blanket advances. It will have to hang off the back until that particular series of blankets are done. Then they can repair it and thread it correctly before the next batch coming on.  (I've done this mistake/correction method myself on my own looms!!).

I love the precise alignment of all of the warp threads. Each one of these harnesses raises and lowers according to the twill pattern that they are threaded up at. I am sure these machines just fly along and create their perfectly woven blankets with precision and automated perfection.

I do it the old fashioned way on my looms, one row at a time, slowly beating it into place and making sure it's not too tight, not too loose.  I have woven many blankets, shawls, towels and placemats. I have grown to where I mostly like to just weave rugs. The other items take a lot of precision and skill and time. I would prefer to weave where I can get lost in my work and enjoy the process and not stress so much anymore. 

Back to the "Loom Room". It would have been fun to see these machines running. I have seen them on television programs in progress. Powerful compressed bursts of air push the shuttles back and forth. Nobody is reaching and doing things manually. It's all automated.

I don't know how many blankets there are per roll before they unwind them off the looms. Blanket after blanket after blanket --- all connected together and not cut apart yet. Then they need to be wet finished which allows the yarn to bloom and get fluffy. They are draped along in continuous rolls over framework to help let them dry.

Big bundles of rolls of blankets are then moved over to quality control! There are probably 20 or 30 blankets there on that rack, each one retails between $100 and $200 depending on size.

This guy's job is to look over every single square inch of every single blanket and make sure that there are no flaws. If they are just a single mistake here or there, he can correct them with a needle and redo that section. But if it's a big problem, that blanket gets discarded into another pile. Then it's cut into smaller pieces and sold upstairs in the shop, sometimes as a dog bed or a chair pad.

Once they are inspected and dried, they need to be "fulled" or "teasled" to kind of bring out the fluffiness of the blanket and make it into a soft layer of felted woolen blanket fabric. In the old days of Ireland and Scotland, this process was done with prickly burrs called teasels that they would attach to handles and tap tap tap against the fabric to fluff it up.

Of course, they don't use teasels anymore. Instead they have this big machine with little prickly pins that they roll the finished blanket yardage over, back and forth and back and forth. This fluffs it up just right and kind of locks the yarns together in the woven structure

Now the blankets are cut apart and hung to dry completely before they are brought upstairs for a final sewing around all of the edges and attaching a tag to be put in the shop for sale. Their blankets are also available on the website at the link up above.

Now that our self guided tour was done, we headed upstairs to the shop to see what we could find for sale, and maybe bring home a couple souvenirs. 

My goodness, just look at all this beautiful yarn! The prices were extremely reasonable and the color selection was vast.

One of the clerks said that they have two little grandmothers who take the yarn and knit up socks that they sell in the shop. Well, of course we needed to help support them, and I chose a super soft pair of rich gray thick socks highlighted with Halloween orange. You may not know, but my birthday is on Halloween. Happy Birthday to me and this is an early present.

Steve also found a very nice wool hat that he will enjoy wearing this winter if we hang around in Wisconsin. 

Of course, some skeins had to come home with me, as well as a few for my friends who knit and appreciate good wool yarn. 

As we were getting ready to leave the mill, there was a large scrap bag hanging off a post in the corner. Leftover pieces of fleece were picked up here and there and tossed into the bag. I reached in and snitched one to take with me. Ahhhhh it smells just like the mill.

I promised Steve that I would not hop, skip or jump on my way out so I would not re-injure my knee. The last two times that I have hurt my meniscus in the past 2 months had to do with leaving quilting shops. So I was extra special careful walking down the creaky old steps of the mill to get back to the main floor. 

We meandered our way back to the campground and even though it really wasn't that cold out, I had to put on my nice warm socks for the evening. Super super soft... Isn't that cute?

Another beautiful day was finished on Prince Edward Island, and another beautiful sunset to gaze upon out on the shoreline.

I really appreciated having a day to tour something that really held my interest. I hope I didn't bore you with too many details about the process of what we saw. I find it fascinating. 

Here's the video that goes along with our visit at Prince Edward Island: 

And here's a much more in-depth video of our touring of the Woolen Mill: 

Stay tuned, 

next is a ferry to Nova Scotia 

and Cape Breton 

77 Miles traveled today 

2,207 Miles traveled so far 

Day 15 - Canadian Maritimes 2026 - Into New Brunswick , Pabineau Falls and Loggieville Wharf

It's time to start moving away from the Gulf of St Lawrence and cut through the center area of New Brunswick. We are now going to be entering hillier areas with different texture of terrain and landscape.

As much as we really enjoyed this stop at the Belladune boat ramp, we really should be moving on.  We were kind of dawdling around in the morning and organizing some things. The day was beautiful, the sun was shining, and listening to the waves lap the shore was so peaceful. We sipped our coffee and got some breakfast going while looking out at this beautiful scenery.

Steve was outside stowing some gear and a little old local man came wandering up with his walking stick. Turns out that he owns the campground down the road, (which is closed for the season) but he invited us to come and stay there if we wanted to. How nice was that? Steve told him we were moving on today, but he appreciated the offer. They chit-chatted for quite a while. It seems he was a local government official for many years and well-known in the community. He said when he opened his campground, mostly his family came to take up the seasonal spots. He comes from a large family with seven boys and all of their children and grandchildren love to come to his campground. How nice is that? He chit-chatted with Steve for quite a while while I finished stowing away the gear inside. 

They said their goodbyes and he hobbled on down the shore with his walking stick. Quite a picturesque scene of local life in these remote areas of New Brunswick. 

We have been welcomed and treated so well by all of the Canadians that we have been in contact with so far on this trip. Everyone seems so pleasant it makes us feel right at home. Even the storekeepers and clerks are pleasant and help us struggle with translations. The smiles and the laughter are rewarding when they see our limited knowledge of the French language.  Most everyone is bilingual and helps us along with communication. 

We pulled on out and headed more south on our inland route. We were seeing things now that looked more like our native terrain of Wisconsin. A lot more hardwood trees and hills. There's a very large lumber industry in New Brunswick. We drove through quite a few mill towns that the big logging trucks come and unload and have the wood milled up into lumber.

The miles rolled by on this very pleasant day. 

We had earmarked a waterfalls as a place to go visit today and potentially spend the night in the parking lot.  It's called Pabineau Falls, located south of Bathurst on a little gravel road. We found our way back there but we were a little dismayed to see a few cars in the parking lot. We had hoped to maybe overnight there. But it wasn't a very big lot. We didn't want to take up too much space...

We parked in along the edge and walked across to the beautiful waterfalls. The day was just beautiful and I cannot think of a better place to sit on these stones and watch the water flow by.

As the water cascaded over the rocks, the sound was mesmerizing and the sunshine was hypnotizing. I think we could have fallen asleep and taken naps on those rocks.

It maybe looked more like a rapids than a waterfall, but there were quite a few different levels to the water. I guess it qualifies as a waterfall?

Little eddy pools have worn away into the rocks creating these little depressions trapping water in some of the pretty leaves that are falling. They formed little puddles in the rocks.

I think this photo exhibits the gurgling and splashing of the water. But really you have to go to the YouTube link below and click on that to hear the sounds that we were hearing while sitting on the rocks.

After all, how many still shot photos can you take of something as moving and lively and beautiful as a waterfall?

We are so fortunate to be able to travel like this and see such pleasant things in our Golden Years.  Sitting here with the love of my life, who enjoys doing this as much as I do, holds a very special meaning in my heart. Life wasn't never like this in my previous marriage. These last 30 years have been absolutely amazing and something to cherish.

We hung out there for the rest of the morning and decided to walk back up to the motorhome to make our lunch. I snapped this parting shot downriver. I think it's so pretty and I will hold it in my memories of where we were on this beautiful autumn day in New Brunswick.

Just as we were walking up the path, a few more people were coming to see the waterfalls. I'm not sure where the other people were from the cars that were already in the lot. Maybe further up in the woods? We were happy that we had a chance to have the place all to ourselves.

The woods are turning into an absolute fiesta of radiant colors. These fire red leaves caught my eye as we walked on back to the parking area.

Yup ... It's Fall!

We got back up to the motor home and I took out the two croissants we had bought at the bakery the day before. I know in these French communities, this is just standard bread for them. But for us it was a special treat. Buttery and flaky, these were going to be our lunch today.

I made up some tuna salad and got out some romaine lettuce and sliced tomatoes. These were going to be huge sandwiches that would probably tide us over well in to the evening. Maybe we would have a small dinner after such a big lunch.

But we decided with four cars now in the parking lot, this would not be a good spot to overnight. There were signs saying that we could disperse camp there, but we felt if it was that popular in the middle of the afternoon, we might have people coming and going all evening or into the night.  Some of the reviews on the Park4Night app said that the local kids come up there and "party". So we will cancel Plan A and move on to Plan B. 

The next spot we had on our potential list was down a little logging road and to the right in a clearing. It wasn't far off the highway and looked really pretty. We even saw a bear on our way in there. We drove back through the gorgeous fall leaves of the hardwood trees and found the spot that was noted to be available for a quick overnight. Plan B it is. 

No sooner did we get all set up, I didn't even have a chance to take pictures, and up drove a pickup truck that stopped in front of us. Out got four hunters and all of their gear and a couple hunting hounds. Steve talked to them and they said they hunt in that area regularly and we should stay right by the RV and not go into the woods. We decided we would give them their space and we would move on. After all, it was a grandfather, a son, and two grandsons and we didn't want to intrude on their family tradition. We can always find another space. But we don't want them to feel like we were intruding. 

So now on to Plan C???

We put on some more miles and headed down towards the town of Miramichi. There were a few spots that we could potentially scout around, but then I found one more a little bit further out of town along the Miramichi River that flows out into the Gulf of St Lawrence. 

This little place was called The Loggieville Wharf. There was a large gravel parking area with two different boat ramps, a wharf, and some dry dock harbor areas with boats up on stands.  We found a nice spot along the beach and there was nobody else around. Perfect! 

So plan C was going to work very well for us. Sometimes three times is the charm? 

We relaxed in our lawn chairs in the afternoon sun. It was pleasantly warm in the high 60s or maybe the low 70s. A seagull flapped on down to hang out and check us out. He kept us company for a little while.

The shoreline was dotted with clumps of flowers here and there, these wild roses we could smell from the side of the motorhome. Everything was delicate and dainty this time of year. But we know soon that in a couple months it would be frozen solid with ice and blasting winds and miserable cold temperatures. What a diverse landscape to have such beauty and yet such rawness.

Because we had eaten so much for lunch, we decided to prolong dinner and instead enjoy a beverage of our choice out in the sunshine. I love my little wine glass (my Big Girl Sippy Cup) with the lid. The bugs don't get in it, plus if I happen to knock it over, I don't spill it. It was a gift from Steve's former boss at High Cliff State Park. Thank you, Linda!

I don't think we have ever had such a relaxing vacation as this... Look at our view and you can see why we are enjoying this. Not only that, it's all free!!! 

So far we have only paid for two campgrounds on this entire trip. Even then, both of those were donation fees, we could have probably stayed there for free. But we did donate at both of them because it's important to continue these wonderful facilities for traveling RVs. 

The sun started dipping towards the horizon off to the West. I went inside to start up a small dish of chicken alfredo with steamed vegetables. We had picked up some fresh broccoli and cauliflower from a farmers marketplace stand on the side of the road. I had some carrots to add to it as well as some cooked up leftover chicken in the freezer and some penne noodles. So much nicer to make our own than to buy a premade freezer meal of chicken alfredo.

While the noodles were cooking, I had time to sit back out in my chair and put up my feet. It's pretty easy to cook when it's only a few steps away into the motorhome. I'm glad we could be enjoying this shoreline of this river and the setting Sun.

Our quick little dinner was soon ready, and we could eat outdoors looking at the scenery. It sure was tasty and Steve enjoyed the crunchiness of the garden fresh veggies when they are steamed. That's the best way.

The sun was going down and it was just kissing the edge of the horizon. I started snapping pictures as it was slowly sinking. There weren't any clouds to add dramatic effect to the sunset, but it was still beautiful and very peaceful.

There it goes...

We went inside and curled up for the evening on our love seat. We enjoy having our Starlink along so we can tune in to our favorite YouTube

Channels, mostly about RV traveling or living in Alaska. We had subscribed to some of them prior to our trip last summer, and now we keep watching them even though we're not planning to go back to Alaska again. Some of them are homesteading families, some of them are just people that live up there and travel around to beautiful places. Sometimes we see them go to places where we were. It's kind of nice to watch. So much better than the garbage on regular Network TV... That's just our opinion, yours may vary.

Steve decided that we needed popcorn! We used to carry an electric hot air popper along, but we eliminated that. Instead we bought this little bowl from Walmart for $12 that you can put in the microwave. It works just as good and takes up a lot less space. 

Again, now that we have additional power since we upgraded the lithium house battery and added our Bluetti power station, we don't have to worry about using things like the microwave drawing down our batteries right before bedtime. We need the batteries the most for running the fan on the propane furnace. That really draws down the most power overnight. We used to wake up cold in the morning because the batteries went dead. Not anymore.

Time now to sit back and enjoy our popcorn and watch our YouTubes! 

(Nick in the background---- he only likes the popcorn pieces that have butter on them. If you give him one that's just air popped with no butter, he spits it back out!)

Right before bedtime, Steve took Nick outside to do his last call. He looked across the parking lot and the sailboat in dry dock was all lit up! We thought we heard two guys and a pickup truck earlier that were over there working on it. I don't know if they accidentally left the lights on, or if they meant to. We didn't see them around but maybe they were staying in the houseboat that was parked next to it with the additional lights?

Wasn't that pretty? 

Here is the YouTube that goes along with today's blog post:

Please join us tomorrow as we cross over onto Prince Edward Island!! 

106 miles traveled today 

1,976 miles traveled so far