In part 4 of the pictures with stories collection, I will write about Wolfe Island. A 1 km wide island located near Kingston Ontario. Click here to see the previous three parts.
I wrote this piece on the bus. The 20-minute bus rides to school and back are a perfect time to blog! You might not need to wait for December to arrive before you can read my next post!🙂
This picture was taken on Wolfe Island. It is not one of my favourite pictures, but it describes the environment pretty well. You can see the other islands behind the tree. I hope you enjoy the story!
We drive out of the parking lot at the Holiday Inn Kingston Waterfront hotel. It is a Tuesday in July, the warm air surrounds us. Over a bridge we go, arriving at the stern of a boat. We drive up a ramp and stop right behind another vehicle. We are on a ferry with 30 other cars. The next destination? Wolfe Island. An island which spans over 1 km wide. This, however, is the biggest one out of a collection of 1800+ islands which litter the St. Lawrence River. A post truck and around 30 cars are parked beside us, waiting for the ferry to leave the mainland. All are awaiting the next stage of their journey.
And we are off. It doesn’t seem right. The car’s engine is off, the wheels are not moving but we are travelling at 30 km/h while sitting inside. People try catching a nap on the 20-minute boat ride, while others step out and enjoy the ride. The frame of the boat is pushing the water around us making white waves, shaped as triangles. Pictures and videos are being taken of the water and surroundings. Some people are accustomed to the journey while others, like me, are not. We are approximately two minutes to the pier of Wolfe Island.
One by one, the cars offload the boat. We see the line of cars wanting to come back to the mainland. The line stretches around the bend.
It doesn’t seem right. The car’s engine is off, the wheels are not moving but we are travelling at 30 km/h, while sitting inside.
We drive off the pier onto a dark, asphalt road. We start to look around. The air is fresh, without any pollution. It felt pure. Bungalow houses, painted with bright colours stand near the port. The most distinguishing factor of the horizon are the windmills. They are everywhere. All 86 massive wind turbines are spinning, providing electricity to the residents of the island. Two small green signs appear, one reads “BIG SANDY BAY” with an arrow pointing forward while the other one says, “POINT ALEXANDRIA” which has an arrow pointing left. We choose Big Sandy Bay. As we near the area, the concrete road makes way for a dirt, rocky path. Tree cover hangs above, creating a tunnel feel to the deserted lane. Unfortunately for us, a red sign ahead says, “BIG SANDY BAY MANAGEMENT AREA, CLOSED TO HIGH FLOODING”. A white chained fence prevents our vision from escaping further. We turn back. This time we take a right at the stop sign to Point Alexandria. Zigzagging across the island, we reach the point. A small hut stands in the corner. A Canadian government sign, titled “Border Security” characterizes the shelter. A couple of meters in front of us, in the water, is an imaginary line separating Canada from the USA. We stare at the water and notice a massive cargo ship moving slowly. The St. Lawrence is the hub of cargo ships. Many thousands of freight ships make their way through the river to the Atlantic Ocean. Suddenly, a loud horn sounds as the barge makes its way past us.
We turn back to be greeted with a “Welcome to Canada!” sign.
We haven’t seen a car for an hour, but as soon as we reach the ferry stop, cars and trucks come into view. The line spans multiple bends, past the amount that we had hoped for, signifying that we will need to wait another 30 minutes for the next boat ride back to Kingston.
We drive back onto the ramp.
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