We woke up to bright sunshine and walked around the campground. The mosquitos were gone and the tide on the Northumberland Strait was high. The campsites directly on the water have a great view.

One of the RVs in the campground was a really old unit from the 1970s that had been refurbished 3-4 times. The owners told us that they were here for car racing the next day at nearby Slemon Park and that visitors were welcome to watch. They would be racing a yellow 1970s Mini. The Slemon Park is on the grounds of what used to be a military base and it is still an active airport. For today, part of apron was blocked off for the races. Cars of all types were there, including Corvettes, Mustangs, BMWs and one yellow Mini as promised. These cars are mostly street cars, although there were lots of stacks of tires around, perhaps to improve racing performance. Next to one car was a stack of tires and a child seat, so perhaps that was the daily driver.

Father and son-in-law were taking turns driving the Mini as the son-in-law’s car had a broken oil pump.

The Mini was making some squealing sounds and at lunch that was further investigated by both father and son-in-law. The initial thought was that the alternator belt was the cause so that alternator was adjusted slightly but further investigation determined the cause to be air leaking around one of the air filters on one of the two carburetors.

The wives were cheering during the races and looking after the three dogs.

A static aircraft display and memorial is by the entrance to Slemon Park and we were able to walk around. Some of the aircraft had been built by Dehavilland or Canadair.

This CP-107 Argus was used for antisubmarine warfare and was built at the Canadair factory in Montreal near where Martin grew up sometime between 1957 and 1960.

We returned to Summerside and walked along the boardwalk and watched a Coast Guard ship come into port.

Further along the boardwalk we discovered artist shops and the Shoreline Design PEI jewelry shop where Joe was making new creations in the workshop. He took a Canadian penny and punched a hole in it and then transformed it into a ring which he gave Ruth as a gift.

A short distance further is the MaiYa Pearls store where we talked to Claus about politics, culture and many other subjects. The store is named after his beautiful daughter.

We enjoyed two huge ice cream scoops to some live music before moving on to Stanley Bridge for a Ceilidh (a music performance). The Proud Islanders were playing in an old United Church to a small but interesting audience comprised largely of tourists. We learned quite a bit about Maritime life through the songs and stories told.