We had agreed, and did, meet at Cavendish Beach, about noon. By this time, it was sunny and getting warm, so we had a picnic lunch then biked around the dunes and down to the beach. Barry and Nancy then took off and I went down to the sandy part of the beach, went into the water up to my knees (it was pretty cold). Then got back into the car and drove on.
Stopped at French River, a wonderful little fishing village, and took some pictures. (I'll get them into these posts as soon as I can.)
Then on with stops by me at New London, with its older Victorian homes, and the memories of L.M. Montgomery (she was born there) and Seaview. The place we were to stay was at Malpeque, but I wasn't sure exactly where, so was happy to get a bit ahead and find it for the others.
After finding and settling into the cottage, I hopped on the bike and went back to try and meet up with Barry and Nancy. I found Barry, who was riding by himself about five km. away from the cottage. He said that Nancy was ahead of him, but I had no passed her. So she must have taken a wrong turn, and we were not sure exactly what to do. We decided the best thing was for the two of us to go to the cottage and get the car, then go and look for her. So we did, and were surprised to find Nancy already there. She had in fact taken a wrong turn, but had been able to correct it. And the timing was good enough to miss me completely.
Supper tonight was back in New London, since most of the restaurants close after Labour Day. But the drive was worth it: an excellent supper with Malpeque oysters and a seafood casserole that was extraordinary.
My bikers travelled over eighty kms. today so they have headed to bed at 9:00, but I am still awake to read. I biked about ten km.
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Location:Malpeque
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