One winter’s day in Cavendish, National Park.
I rarely go to Cavendish Beach in the summer due to the crowds. I can count the number of times on one hand. In the winter, however, it is a beautiful, ghost-of-a-place to be. There was not another soul around except for a wild, white hare that sprinted across the road.
As you can see; the air was brisk, the sun was bright, the marram grass was dead and golden, the sky was cerulean and the frozen pond was black.
Cavendish is a beautiful half-hour drive from Charlottetown so it makes for a quick winter road-trip and hike. Remember to pack your own snacks ’cause there ain’t much that stays open in Cavendish past September (i.e. when the tourists leave).