Beach Day. And Cows.

Once our luggage was deposited inside the cottage, we immediately unpacked. Nothing quite beats the feeling of "moving in" like filling up the drawers and closets with your clothing.

Pretty soon the beach was calling out to the girls. So, with swimsuits on and towels in hand, dutifully sprayed with SPF60... they headed down the steps to the red sands. Straight into the ocean.

 

 

 

Happily reunited with Miss Maura.

And exploring the shore for the interesting and, eh, the avoid-at-all-costs beach debris.

 

PEI's Beach Boys. Being photographed by Mo.

Meanwhile... the coffee-addicts assembled on the Ramsay deck.

Where the java flowed. Always accompanied by an abundance of sweet treats.

And the best friends in the world.

No cooking supper on the first night at the cottage...

so we headed to the Boardwalk for fish and chips...

 

 

...and the first of waaaaay too many visits to Cows.