It was more of a squeak, really

So it's called the Singing Sands beach. Really they do. Google it yourself. 

However, if the sands were singing for us, the sound of the waves drowned it out. Or maybe the sand sirens have shut down for the season. Everything else but the beach and the washrooms were closed. No matter. Those are the only two things that count.

The best I got out of the sands was a squeak. At first I thought it was the camera rubbing on my jacket somehow. Yes, I was wearing a jacket and my fuzzy photographer hat. It was supposed to be partly cloudy and 16, but it was fully cloudy, and maybe 14 at best with a stiff wind. Just as I finished there were a few drops of rain.

For those keeping track, I walked 8 K on the beach. Linda had the bit in her teeth after sitting in the car for so long and rampaged up the beach in a cloud of sand. She went at least 10K in less time than it took me to do the 8. She was back at the car, napping, when I got back.

The beach goes on a long way. One source says 14 Km, which is a really long way if you want to walk the whole thing. The sand is lovely, so I did most of my walk in bare feet. Normally I wear shoes because most beaches have shells or rocks or sticks lurking. I can see why some people think this is the best beach in Canada.

So, some beach photos from the day for you. Yes, I'm drinking beer as these upload.

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Taking it easy today

On long trips there's an ebb and flow. Busy times, trying to see and do all the things. Except that gets hard because it's all new, and the busy adds up. After a while you need a break. That's today for us. 

We've had some busy days, and the hot tub has been a life-saver. I fell into bed a bit early last night, but oddly enough didn't sleep all that well. Neither did Linda. Then we slept in a bit and had a slow breakfast.

I'm reminded of a couple we met during our first trip to New Zealand. We actually met them in the airport trying to find our way to the swanky lounge. They had been there before and walked us there. Then it turned out their seats in business class were beside ours. They had often been to New Zealand, and liked to stay there the full 3 months allowed without a visa, planning it to miss the worst of the Canadian winter. What was interesting is that while they did some tourist stuff, they mostly lived like they did at home, doing many of the same things. Golf, tennis, some water activities, hanging out with friends. Typically living near an ocean where the air did not hurt their face. 

You've probably heard lots of people say after they get back to the office and people want to know how it went, that they needed a vacation from the vacation. That's a sign they were going too hard. Besides, when you're retired, vacation doesn't quite mean the same thing. It's not like we need to be back in the office. 

There's been lots of photos along the way. I'm mostly caught up on the editing, with two provisos. The night photos from Kelly's Beach and the ones that I need to see on the big monitor at home. So outside of those, here's some fall colour photos.

Oh, and a couple reminder notes. IotM is on hold till I get back to Calgary, as is the Of the Day feature. Be patient, they will return. For those of you who actually look at my blog roll, you may have noticed that The Online Photographer has disappeared from it's usual place near the top. If you've been following that link you probably know that Typepad has shut down, and he is in the process of migrating. In the mean time he has opened his Patreon site. There is no RSS feed, so if you want the link you have to open the 'show all' at the bottom of the blog roll, and then scroll down to find it.

One of his recent off-topic posts is a comparison between operating costs on the old ICE car he recently sold, and the new EV car he recently bought. So far, his gas to electricity costs comparison has gas costing twice as much. Which sort of has me wondering about our rental. It's a regular car, a Nissan Rogue if that means anything to anybody. Let's just say the menu system is opaque, and the short time the steering assist was on was actually scary. I couldn't figure out how it got turned on, and couldn't figure out how to turn it off while driving, which is a damning indictment of how complicated it is, and ended up having to turn off the cruise control to get normal steering back. It took 15 minutes and a look at the manual to figure it out.

I digress. Which makes me wonder what I'll do if Blogger were to shut down. Maybe I'd have to open a Patreon site myself. Hmmm. I wonder if anyone would actually pay to read what I write?

Those photos I mentioned...

Fall colours by moonlight.

Fall colours by reflection.

Fall colours by roadside.

Fall colours by tree root.

Fall colours by motion.

So far I have not seen the iconic shot of a line of fall colour trees reflected in a calm lake. I remain hopeful.