These are photos of the trip.
We began at 8:30 a.m., in order to get to the 10:30 ferry.
It was a cold day, -11 C. as we began, but the promise of sunshine called us. I needed to get out of the house. We left the cats to their own devices, hoping Daisy would behave. She hasn't been. I am pretty discouraged.
As we passed lakes, you can see the frozen edges of the lakes.
I need to have my camera cleaned. It's a mess.
This is an impressive Kingston home.
There is construction on the island. We spotted pairs of cement trucks, two more got on when we made it to the other side. It really must slow a project down!
There is a story here. I'm not sure what it was. The taxi driver took a box out of the truck. He chatted with the driver, and the young passenger.
There we are!
There was a huge line-up for the return trip.
There were signs of Christmas on the posts! What a lovely thing to do.
This birch tree trunk caught our attention. Not an owl, but a twisted trunk.
A red squirrel gave us grief.
Depending upon where you are on the island, there is little snow.
There are still some signs of Hallowe'en!
The wind farm employs a lot of people. Two trucks got off the ferry, TransAlta, Wolfe Island Ecopower centre. You can download a self-guided tour map, or ask for a 10-person tour.
The Wolfe Island wind facility near Kingston, Ontario began commercial operation mid-2009. The site has a nameplate capacity of 197.8 megawatts and includes 86 wind turbines.
We toodled off to Button Bay and Alexandria Point, which, in summer, is where you can get a ferry to the US.
This is a United Church cemetery, my mom's friends have a plot here, as they have ties to the community. Norma's great-great something was one of the first ship captains, back in the day.
I love the juxtaposition of the old buildings and the new wind machines.
This is for JB, who loves those wrap around porches!
We had a fun time in the pub. Everyone knows everyone, of course. JB said it's like a TV episode, and he expected Anthony Bourdain to walk in! One man complained that his doctor took his driver's licence away. He said was there were about 4 or 5 people in a similar situation. That's a tough part of living on an island, I would suppose.
We tried, and couldn't get on the 2:30 ferry. It was full.
We toured around some more, bought a newspaper, I took some photos of the icy pier, we got onto the 3:30 ferry. I wandered the pier, while JB read the newspaper in the warmth of the car in the sun.
