When you hear the word “life” what’s the first thing that comes to mind?  Tribulation? Joy?  Survival? Unfair?  Blessing?  Adventure? Success? All are certainly plausible answers. For me, it’s journey, a word that encompasses all the above plus so many more. For each individual, life is an exploration into the unknown; a road never travelled. It can be a wonderful experience or it can be a huge disappointment. Chances are it’s been both to most people. I know it has been for me. There is no going back and doing over. Oh, but wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could? So live life with no regrets. Learn from the past and live it like there is no tomorrow. Ok, enough philosophical rambling.  I’m here to share our journey with you, as we follow our dreams.

A year ago today, Darrell, myself and our two dogs, Blizzard and Oreo, made landfall in Prince Edward Island (or is it “on” Prince Edward Island? That is certainly an age old debate.) A month previous, we had sold our home in Alberta and purchased a 43’ fifth wheel travel trailer. Destination unknown. However, the universe somehow knowing we were not cut out to be roaming gypsies, took a leap of faith in us, and the property we had hoped to call home landed in our laps. So east we headed to start a new chapter in our journey!

Change! That word that makes my heart race, veering from the ever so comfortable routine making me feel like I’m heading into the abyss. The further away from the Prairies we drove, the darker the abyss felt. Along with the uncertainty, was an aching for the family and friends I had taken one last look at in my rear view mirror. But you know what? Even with all the fears came the anticipation of a new adventure. And as we crossed the Confederation Bridge on the last leg of the last day of our almost 6000km drive, I felt at home!

Prince Edward Island has been good to us this past year. We have bonded with family that had also left the prairies and made the island home. We have made new friends that welcomed us as if we were life-long companions. We have worked hard and turned our new home into a beautiful bed and breakfast so that we could share with others the beauty, adventure, and even bit of mystery, that our little island holds. And while we miss our family and friends terribly back home, or rather, out west, we have put aside that fear of the unknown and embraced it. Even with the challenges and delays that Covid-19 has presented for our first year in tourism, we are grateful to be where we are today and excited for the future.

Through this blog, I hope to bring some of island life into your home. Come along and share with us our joys, tribulations, successes and adventures as we embark on our dream. Welcome to Baker Shore Bed and Breakfast, where strangers become friends!

The Road Not Taken


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.