Monthly Archives: July 2019

Sunday in Stanhope

I’m staying at the Stanhope Campground in the Prince Edward Island National Park. I knew when making the reservation that there would be some challenges to staying here. For one, I started my stay at the end of one of the largest Country Music Festivals on the Island. There weren’t many vacancies. The site was listed as suitable for a 20 foot RV. I’m 24’ without the additional rear carrier that I added. The carrier adds almost three feet to the RV.  It’s the tightest RV site I’ve been in, in years. There is no room. At the rear, I’ve got maybe a foot between the RV and the water and power post and the front grill is a foot, maybe, from the brush that borders the other part of the site. No complaints, I knew going in, that it was pushing the limits, but no one has ever been this truthful about the size of a campsite. Continue reading →

North Point

I was up for the sunrise this morning. The day started out as a beautiful, warm day, clear sky and the Gulf was as calm as a mill pond. After taking in the sunrise, I went back to bed. Nothing around here opens until 9:30. After failing to discover any new fundamental insights into my great grandfather, Thomas Brennan, I decided to return to the Genealogical Center to see of they could locate an obituary on my two times great grandfather, John Brennan. I reasoned that if his son, my great great uncle, John P Brennan, installed such a magnificent monument, he may have run an obituary, just to let everyone know that it has him that installed the stone. Continue reading →

Missing Relatives Monumental Tombstones, Unanswered Questions

It was a wonderful night. The section of the Jacques Cartier Provincial Park I’m camping in is the short duration, no frills section of the park. It’s evident by the condition of the foot tall plants in the fire rings that this area, with no bathroom close by, no water, no electricity and no sewer hook up is definitely the camping spot less explored. If there is one thing that this place has, it’s mosquitoes.  The mosquitoes fight each other in order to take a stab at you. I feel like the buffet at an all you can eat restaurant when the college football team is in town. Continue reading →

Tignish and Museums along the way

It was a wonderful morning. There was a sun, relatively clear skies, no rain, no wicked wind, no bugs. I had a nice breakfast, cleaned up, and set about getting ready to move the RV to the easternmost side of the island for three days, before I returned to the area around Charlottetown. I had been provided a list of interesting places to see by my friend and self proclaimed ‘older sister’ Chris Rigby (she’s much younger, actually, and it could be a long story; you always have to listen carefully to an ‘older sister’. She likes that part; the ‘older sister’ part; she doesn’t like the connotation of being perceived older than me).  I lad been slacking on hitting everything on the list, so I know that I would have to get on my ‘A’ game right away. Continue reading →