Apparently The Island only cares about the two furthest points, but still, they have this very cool certificate if you visit North Cape and East Point. So now I have North, West and East… still waiting on South :)
Obviously we went to East Point Lighthouse today. It was a two hour drive out but my escorts actually got up early so they could get us there shortly after the lighthouse opened. I was looking forward to seeing the tides meet again, and technically I did, but there was no drama. I like drama people! The excuse I was given: it was lowest of tides due to full moon, and we were there right AT low tide. Great planning people! Still, you can see where the two meet which is pretty cool (that weird wiggly line separating calmer water and more ripple-ey water is the two tides. Apparently at high tide, the waves form a line and crash against each other. I’ll never know.

From there we started working our way back through beaches and small towns. Our first stop was Basin Head beach nicknamed “Singing Sands” because the sand sings when you walk on it. Ummm…. I was waiting to hear “Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Polka Dot Bikini” or something similar but it never happened. There was no singing at all! However, there was this high pitched tone as you walked, that you could barely hear over all the humans at said beach, which I guess was pretty cool, but not any kind of singing I’ve heard of. This beach was BUSY! It was barely noon and the parking lot was filling fast. We did not stay long, and even then, the parking lot was full when we drove out (with someone waiting for our spot).

Next stop was Souris (shops of course) and then Souris Beach. I swear you could have walked for a mile and the water still wouldn’t be above your knees - I would have been under water, but you humans could walk it, and walk it they did. This time I just had to see what all the fuss was about, and checked in on Robin a few times, finding all kinds of critters and shells. It was kinda interesting, I won’t lie, but still not sure how she can do it for hours at a time on every beach we go to!
After some more ice cream at yet another dairy bar (this one only had ice cream or I think they might have eaten there) we headed to Sally’s Beach, named after Sarah something-or-other. I kinda got lost on the Sally-Sarah part and forgot the rest. I gather she was known as Sally, and you don’t really care about the history even if Clare wants to type it. Moving on.
Honestly, I think my escorts would have stayed at Sally’s beach until it closed if they didn’t have to drive back almost 2 hours AND get up early again tomorrow. Yet, with the couple of hours they did spend there, not a single photo was taken. Robin went treasure hunting as usual (finally finding sea glass so she was happy). Clare finally tried to build a sandcastle with YouTube knowledge and some tools, but forgot a key item at the hotel (something about spraying the big buckets with something or other so that it comes off the sand easy). Yeah, she forgot that. The bucket did not come off the sand at all, she nearly broke the bucket and ditched the whole attempt as the tide was coming in. Still, no pictures of the attempt.
Both reluctant to leave the beach, we attempted to find another dairy bar or similar on the drive back to the hotel. Who knew that would become a challenge they did not win! They even drove off the main highway, through rolling hills and windy roads that Clare says reminded her of driving in Dorset in England (no comment), to O’Shae’s pub and Eatery which claimed it was open. Robin even tried to call on the way, and the answering machine said “if we don’t answer the phone it’s because the dining room is busy”. Nope, that’s not actually true. We got there to find a sign on the door saying they were closed at 8 tonight. Thanks O’Shae’s. They drive to the hotel and ate eggs.
Whatever!