Not Quite Up to Our Standards

Admittedly, our standards are now pretty high. But although Caribou-Munroes Island Provincial Park looked promising, it has proved to be a bit of a disappointment.

I had high hopes at 3:30 Friday afternoon, sitting in my little screen tent and looking out over Northumberland Straight towards Pictou Island.

But by 4:30 this was my view!

It does have some nice open spaces and a good beach. The water in Northumberland Straight is supposed to be the warmest ocean water north of the Carolinas.

And Canadians do like to take advantage of “summer”. I was wearing two light jackets when I took this photo. Anyway, the park was full with too many kids and dogs for our taste.

Saturday was a gloomy day so I went to the cute little town of Pictou to do my wash.

The laundromat was in the picturesque part of town and I had the little place to myself, but I paid more than I’ve ever had to for wash. $4 a load to wash and $4 to dry, and they weren’t huge loads!

I had high hope Sunday. We were going to walk out along the beach to Munroes Island where there is reportedly a stand of old growth birches.

We did see the ferry heading out for Prince Edward Island.

But we found no old growth trees. We just found a lot of the rubber bands they put on lobster claws, which we gathered up and put in the trash.

Today we tried to play disc golf. There was a close course but it was at a high school, which was in session. So we drove about 30 miles to this course on Keppoch Mountain. It was a pay to play course on a recreation area. We put our $10 in the box and set out. We might have known things weren’t right when the first basket was somewhat haphazardly placed among odd discards.

We kept going, despite the berry bushes that grew in thorny groves along some parts of the fairway. Bud managed to get both his feet wet in a bog.

Obviously the course was not getting much care, but the kicker came when we came across many missing baskets.

We gave up and walked out. So another day that was pretty much a bust.

Oh well, at least this park has one little plot of woods to feed my soul.