I drove east over a long bridge just east of Moncton, N. B. Everyone there just calls it P. I.
The fog was closing in as I was having lunch before crossing to the island. I could not even see the island at all.
That evening I it was getting late and I was still trying to figure out where to stay. While heading east toward Charlottetown along a highway, I began to see old logging roads going off into the forest. I figured this one looked good & just turned off & drove into the forest about a mile. It was overgrown some so it looked like no one had been up it for years, perfect.
I finally found a small side area where I could turn around & it went far enough off the logging road to be out of the way in case someone happened along.
Home sweet home, for the night. Nothing but the birds & smell of the forest to wake me in the morning.
I even made a collection of fall colors on my back door step in the morning. I started to Charlottetown, the capitol of the province. It a quaint little town with some interesting buildings & statues
It even has a deep water port for some good size cruse ships.
Next time a little more of P. I. I am done for now.
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