I drove towards Cabot Beach Provincial Park and after a hike, planned to stop at Thunder Cove. I needed to arrive early as after hiking in the park, it was important to arrive by midday when it was low tide to be able to walk along the shoreline to see Tea Cup Rock. Within ten kilometres of the Provincial Park, the road morphed into a muddy quagmire. It made no sense to attempt the precarious road especially as there were no other cars going the same route. On another road into the park, a second mushy road forced me to give up my dream of hiking by Malpeque Bay. This was a remote corner of the Prince Edward Island. There hadn’t even been one service station along the route or many other cars.
But I had stumbled upon the house where Lucy Maud Montgomery was born situated halfway between Stanley Bridge and Clinton. Inside the small house that would have been considered more than adequate in the 1800s, a replica of Lucy’s wedding gown was displayed in a glass case. Because Lucy’s mother had suffered from tuberculosis, mother and child had returned to Cavendish so Lucy’s maternal grandmother could care for them both while Lucy’s father remained behind to run the store that had once stood next to the house. Lucy never saw her father after her mother’s death less than two years after her birth. In fact, her father remarried and started a new family while Lucy was brought up by her grandparents.
The rooms of the house were full of antique furniture, though none had belonged to Lucy’s parents. But there were Lucy’s scrapbooks on display where she had glued in all her published short stories and poems. There were first edition copies of some of her books. But almost nothing else belonged in the house when Lucy was born.
Upstairs were bedrooms with even a guest bedroom, but the most important room was the main bedroom where Lucy had been born. By the time I left the house, I was keen to explore what interested me the most—the island’s northern national park.