Our ferry left Pelee Island at 4:00 pm on our last day there. We had to check out of our cottage by 10:00 am. What would we do for six hours? We made a list of four activities.
After we had done each one my husband Dave would ask if someone had officially stroked that activity off the list.
The first stop was the Pelee Island Art Centre. We had been there before but hadn’t gone inside to shop so today we browsed leisurely through the literally thousands of items inside the crowded crafty place many made by local artists and artisans.
I bought my usual souvenirs- a necklace and earrings and we had a little fun with the sailor and mermaid cutouts just outside the shop.
Then it was off to Fish Point a nature reserve that provides you with a trail to walk to the southernmost tip of Pelee Island which is also the southernmost tip of inhabited Canada.
We saw this sign telling us to be careful not to step on any terrestrial snails.
They were on the ground all around us. Terrestrial snails live on land instead of in the water.
The snails come in all kinds of different colours and sizes and have different shell designs but……….the only place in the whole world you will find them is on islands in Lake Erie.
After a long walk, we finally arrived at Fish Point a sandspit that is the southernmost point of Pelee Island and in turn the southernmost point in inhabited Canada.
The third thing on our list was lunch and since there was only one restaurant open on the island that made choosing where to go pretty easy. We lingered over our meals and then tackled the fourth item on our list a hike to Lighthouse Point.
We first walked down a road, then a woodland trail and finally along the beach to the second oldest lighthouse on Lake Erie built in 1833.
The information sign had told us we might see the Lake Erie watersnake on our walk and we did. It was trying to slither its way back into the lake.
We walked past the Lake Henry Marsh. I loved the way the clouds were reflected in the water. And guess what we spotted in the marsh?
A quartet of trumpeter swans.
I thought the uprooted trees along the beach had a sad sort of beauty all their own.
We finally arrived at the lighthouse.
It was built in 1833.
William McCormick was the first lightkeeper. After his death, his son Alex succeeded him.
After seeing the lighthouse our list was complete. We’d crossed off all four activities and lo and behold it was time to head to the ferry for our trip back to the mainland and the beginning of our journey back to Winnipeg.
Our southern Ontario cycling trip was over.
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