Markers for PEI's famous mussel lines form white patterns on a blue bay. Great blue herons stand motionless by the shore, then, as you approach, fly off like giant pterodactyls. Gulls, terns and crows wheel and dive. A lone Canada goose guards his portion of the bay. Between the Trail's plum-coloured gates and bridges, fall flowers abound.
Wild asters form lavender clumps beside the pathway.
Brown-eyed Susans turn their cheery faces toward the sun. Spikes of yellow tansy stand at attention beside nodding goldenrod. The only sounds, aside from the whir of rubber on gravel, are the cry of the gulls, the honk of the goose. Like much in this island province, it's a reminder of the way life can be lived in an underpopulated, rural, maritime place. In September the famous PEI potato plants have withered, but the cabbages are still wearing full green.