All day we were periodically reminded by yellow warning signs we were in moose country. Fortunately we did NOT see any unless you count the large 4 legged black BBQ I spotted at twilight at our campground for the night. Obviously, while my memory may sometimes fail, my imagination is still as sharp as ever.Most folks going to Prince Edward Island (PEI) from the states take the coastal route. (Now we now know the main reason is NOT that it is shorter...) We opted to head north and take Route 6, crossing at Vanceboro. If you're into backwoods and desolation, this stretch of Maine is for you. Once we crossed into Canada, the land appeared a bit more hospitable.
The town of McAdam was, and still is, a railroad hub with the lovely train station you see in the photo.Once we got to Fredericton, the capital of New Brunswick (we know the capital building must be there somewhere but we missed it), we took the scenic road along the Saint John River – gives the Hudson a run for its money in terms of size. Then it was on the main Canadian highway from Jemseg to Moncton. Trust us – you do NOT want to break down on this road; you want to make sure your gas take is FULL of gas before venturing forth; you do NOT want to travel it in the winter or probably at night since there were lots of moose signs; you do NOT to want navigate it in Tillie on a windy day. We managed the first items but not the last. WINDY, WINDY, WINDY... poor Tillie was practically blown off the road. Not fun but it certainly kept John awake at the wheel.
After passing our last moose signs of the day (these flashing no less) just before the PEI bridge, we arrived on the island. Since crossing over we’ve seen no moose signs, our campground had no 4 legged BBQs, and the wind was blowing just enough to keep the mosquito's at bay.
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