|After many rather hot summer days, the weather changed today. Still, it was foggy in the morning, but when the wind switched to west, all fog and mugginess disappeared. While picking the first raspberries, a fresh breeze sprang up rustling the raspberry vines. Was this the very first feeling of a beginning fall season? Was this a warning that the warm and calm days would be over? Looking across the Passamaquoddy Bay the air was crystal clear. |
SEPTEMBER, I thought, but we only had August the 6.! This had been the last day of FOG FEST and many weekend visitors would already have left the island. It had been 5 days of increased traffic and excitement. The attendence had been way up from last year. Down at Friar’s Bay, Jocie’s Porch had been a major fog fest venue with cars lined up on both sides of the road. People had flocked to the Whale Watch Tours at Island Cruises and we had been busy with giving van-tours. And now it wouldn’t be long until the end of summer vacations. Over the last 2months we will see the seniors coming on to the island. The gardens at the Roosevelt Park will be blooming with the giant Dahlias again.
It’s all about Roosevelt’s “Beloved Island”.
Sunday, August 6, 2017
Sunday, May 28, 2017
Living on Campobello Island, New Brunswick, Canada, Louis Pembroke is a scrawny and diffident twenty-three-year-old who believes that he is the reincarnation of Louis Howe, the diminutive, chain-smoking political advisor who became FDR’s secretary (chief of staff). Growing up, Louis Pembroke is psycologically and physically abused by his mother and, after her death, by an old aunt. At the Campobello Roosevelt International Park where he mows lawns, Louis has a chance encounter with eighty-five-year-old Richard Chresterton, an Englishman born in India who is rebuilding the Tyn-Y-Coed, a luxurious hotel that once existed during the glory days of Campobello’s resort era. Louis is given a job at the new establishment and develops a close connection with the owner. Accompanying Mr. Chresterton on a trip to India as his aide, Louis meets Aradhya in the slums of Dharavi. The complicated love they share and the trials they face lead to a process of renewal for Louis who must meet other challenges when he returns to Campobello.
Mr.Louis is a story of adversity, love, death and rebirth.
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The book has ISBN 978-0-9959301-0-0
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
Saturday, April 22, 2017
|When The Lord Moves A Church|
House moving is a long standing practice in North America, but it is not an every day business to move a church across the water. And even more astonishing it is if the captain is the Lord himself.
Mr. Stan Lord is the every-day ferry provider of Campobello Island and he is not afraid to use his special beach-going ferry for transport orders out of the ordinary.
A rare sight occurred in Walton, N.S., on Wednesday as a century-old church was ferried down the Minas Basin on a vessel captained by a man named Lord.
The building — formerly St. Matthew's Anglican Church — is being moved to Avondale to become part of the new Avondale Sky Winery, owned by Stewart Creaser and his wife, Lorraine Vassalo.
"We needed a building to make our wine in and to sell our wine in. We've moved an old barn to our property to make the wine in and this building will be used to sell our wine," Creaser told CBC News on Wednesday.
St. Matthew's Anglican Church was built in 1844 and deconsecrated in 2008. Creaser and Vassalo bought the building for $1.67 — the same price the congregation paid for the church in 1844.
While transporting the former church to the new site will cost thousands of dollars, Creaser said he fell in love with the building as soon as he saw it.
"When you're in there it has this amazing, peaceful ambience," he said.
"We really weren't looking for a church in particular but when we were shown it, we just really believed it was the right thing to do. It was a great old building, it's got a lot of history and it deserves to be able to live on."
The journey of the nearly 30-tonne building is a complicated one that has already experienced delays. The building spent the winter on the Walton waterfront after poor weather conditions delayed attempts to move it last year.
On Wednesday, a truck successfully drove the church on to a converted ferry that arrived in Walton for the day's high tide at 2:25 p.m.
The church will now travel more than 45 kilometres down the Bay of Fundy to Newport Landing, then up the Avon River where it will sit overnight, just off Hantsport. It will be unloaded off the ferry at Thursday afternoon's high tide.
Next week, it will be driven up a hill toward Avondale Sky Winery as nearby phone, power and cable lines are carefully disconnected.
Creaser said he was originally hoping to transport the church on a truck for its entire journey.
"There's a problem with the power lines between here and our location that there's major power lines and Nova Scotia Power would have to put power or turn the power off for a significant part of the whole county, which they just can't do," he said.
Armed with cameras and chairs, dozens of people in the village of Walton came to the waterfront to witness the church's move.
"Makes it a little exciting, just look around. I've never seen this many cars in Walton in my life," said one man.
"I think it's just short of a miracle," said another.
The captain of the ferry — named Stan Lord — said he had never experienced anything of this magnitude and was surprised to see so many members of the village show up for the occasion.
"I said, 'Holy crap,'" Lord said, laughing.
The crowd broke into cheers and applause as Lord pulled the ferry away from the waterfront.
"Went to church there and there it goes now, right out to sea," said one woman.
Saturday, March 18, 2017
Never in my life have I seen so many eagles than on Campobello Island. And today I had another almost close encounter with my friend, the eagle.
Due to his dark colour he is probably just in his second year, a youngster still, but full grown. Bald eagles are getting their white heads during their third year. Until then they can be mistaken for golden eagles – at first glance.
I met my friend down at Herring Cove Beach. Actually I was just turning back to my car when I saw him approaching a tall spruce way out there atop of the rocks.
He sat in the highest top. It was a beautiful day and he was searching for food. I could see that he was looking towards me where I stood on the sand bar besides the creek running out of Lake Glensevern. All of a sudden he jumped off his perch, spread his huge wings and came sailing straight towards me. Approx. 50 feet from me he swung away and started on a wide circle along the forest edge and back over the parking lot.
While he came cruising again I had the NIKON up and the shutter was clicking and clicking and clicking. Then he circled and circled over and over again, maybe just 35-40ft. above the ground.
While I was taking pictures of him I got mad about myself. WHY, just WHY did I leave the tele-lens at home. I had only my standard 18 – 55mm mounted.
Then I saw what I believe was the reason for him circling. From the shoreline rocks I noticed an otter emerge, clambering and jumping upwards until he reached the road and headed for the cover of the trees. Clearly, the eagle had seen the otter from his first vantage perch and decided to give it a try.
It wasn’t me he had been interested in. After the otter was gone from view the eagle took a new seat in another spruce tree.
No need for using energy when the food was gone. I crossed over to the parking lot and walked towards the tree where he was still sitting. He had a pretty good view across the area and his head was turning left and right. I stood there without any movement for at least 10 minutes looking up to him, but he wasn’t going to let me see another fly-by.
Campobello is home to an abundance of bald eagles. We have enjoyed them many times with our visitors from several view points of our tours.