Camped out last weekend on the Queen of the Fundy Isles with four other couples - had a blast. Tented on a cliff, heard whales blowing in the night - here's a couple pics. Not of the whales, mind you... terribly difficult to photograph whales in the fog at midnight...

Ryan and me on the ferry, as seen by Sara on the upper deck.

Our wonderful campsite. We had three sites all in a row on this cliff, and between them we pitched our five tents.

T-shirt on a tree. Nothing like a good fog to leave your clothes fluffy and... damp.

...and that was the last anyone ever saw of Ryan Colwell.

Myself, halfway through my YMCA routine on Hole in the Wall.

Suppa :)

Dawn on Sunday was a definite highlight: having camped next to a very active foghorn all weekend, we woke to see the sun finally ushering the fog bank back out to sea...

...which meant that we could go sea kayaking! Us, another couple, and a guide (far left).

Andrea and Justin feeling weir-y. Nyuk nyuk nyuk.

Us as seen by the crew on the cliff.

My bow paddler approaching Hole in the Wall.
Yup, good times.