Beautiful Ainslie Lake on Cape Breton |
We have had a record 36 hours without rain or fog and have
enjoyed every moment. Tonight we sit in
the “Crow’s Nest” (campsite #1) at the McKinnon Family Campground, overlooking
Ainslie Lake. Our contented and very wet Golden snoozes at our side. Life is good.
It is a beautiful setting.
This site is, literally, the only one nestled in the trees. A stiff wind blows off the water. For the first time on this adventure, we are
considering donning sweatshirts to ward off the dampness.
We have had a splendid day.
We have spent it enjoying the people and culture on this stretch of the
Cape. Unbeknownst to us, this area is
rich with Celtic heritage. The folks
here still even speak with a bit of Scottish bróg.
The town of Judique was having a festival and their Saturday
Farmer’s Market when we arrived. With an
offer of free coffee, we stopped to see what else they might share. We ventured into their community center and found the walls lined with the tartans of local families. Although the market didn’t open until ten,
the vendors were happy to chat and display their wares.
Judique Farmer's Market |
What we found were stories.
Perhaps it is the writer in me, but I love to hear people’s
stories. This portion of the Cape has
offered me that precious gift.
So what were the stories?
We met a delightful lady who crochets pot scrubbies from tule to help
make ends meet after the death of her husband.
Next to her booth was Clare Pothier, a contemplative photographer with
exceptional work who taught me much in so few words.
Rebecca Perkins, the young woman next to Clare, was on a mission and asked if we
would draw on two prayer flags that she plans to fly on September 22.
Why prayer flags? This
part of the world, too, has its issues and concerns. Rebecca told us that “big business”
has discovered oil under Ainslie Lake and wants to drill directional wells to
tap into it. We had already noticed
signs “stop the fracking madness.” Now
they all made sense.
Ainslie Lake is the largest fresh water lake on the
Cape. Known for its pristine water, the
lake is a water resource for the surrounding communities and a recreational site
for many to fish, ski, and camp along.
Of course, the fear is that the drilling will destroy the lake… and
after BP’s carelessness in last year’s Gulf catastrophe, who could blame them? (For more information, go to http://www.facebook.com/protectlakeainslie.)
Rebecca lamented that folks have said that she
doesn’t have a hope or a prayer against “big business.” As far as she is concerned, a hope and a
prayer is all that she needs. And she
intends to fly those prayer flags next September 22nd.
Three ladies… three very different stories… each impacting
the world in a different way.
We ended our conversations back with Clare, the
photographer. Clare offered several
places to visit on our route. She also
asked many questions about our travels.
We told Clare that we were on a three-month odyssey, hoping to travel as
far north as Labrador, taking the gravel road all the way into Quebec.
Clare told us that there was a local saying that fit
us. “Fill them boots!” she exclaimed.
It is an old Scottish saying that means if you want an
adventure, then put on your boots and start walking. It is the perfect saying for us… and now we
have the perfect saying for it.
I have just finished and now David is reading A Million
Miles in a Thousand Years, by Donald Miller. It is a fantastic book, full of challenges to
each of us about the stories we are living (or have chosen not to live). The insights are incredible. The concept is not only oddly funny but
potentially life changing. Neither David
nor I will be able to look at life the same after this read. Because of this book, we are redefining our individual
and joint stories.
I encourage each of you to read A Million Miles in a Thousand Years for yourself. Afterwards, I guarantee that you, too, will
want to “Fill them boots!”
And, as the lover of other people’s stories, I can’t wait to
hear what yours will be!!!
Fill them boots! We'll ride along.
ReplyDelete'Protect Lake Ainslie' on Facebook has nearly two thousand 'likes'. Perhaps this will give big busines pause. I envision prayer flags surrounding the lake to protect it. In the meantime my prayers surround it.
Today on Campobello Island, I've witnessed dozens of seals feasting on the fish swept in by high tide's relentless current. Intoxicating! I'm currently enjoying camping at Cobscook Bay State Park, after two delightful nights at Seawall Campground. Life is good - sea kayaking, swimming, hiking and cycling, not to mention feasting on fish!