Cow tripping in the dark

PICTOU ISLAND 1954 A very mild winter occurred 1954. There was no snow anywhere on the ground for the month of February. Pictou Island’s only dirt road was nothing but mud. March 3 was a sunny calm day and my father sailed his boat, The Slo-Mo-Shun from Pictou Island right up Pictou Harbour and tier...

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Ferry boats and storms …

I wrote this story approximately 17 years ago and much has changed over those years … My grandfather Elias Turple twin brother Charles ran the Pictou Island Ferry Service from the island to the mainland during the early years off the 1900s. Charles Turple’s first boat used for this ferry service was called DOT. That...

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1962: Fishing, a wedding and giant ice cream cones…

The winter snow and ice in the Northumberland Strait started leaving early in the spring of 1962. Most of the winter snow had gone during March and the strait ice was breaking up. Cecil Rankin and my brother Vincent made the first strait crossing from Pictou Island to Pictou that year in Cecil’s boat on...

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A wedding, a tractor and a telephone: Pictou Island in 1954

PICTOU ISLAND 1954 A very mild winter occurred 1954. There was no snow anywhere on the ground for the month of February. Pictou Island’s only dirt road was nothing but mud. March 3rd was a sunny, calm day and my father sailed his boat, The Slo-Mo-Shun, from Pictou Island right up Pictou harbor and tied...

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