Early (the 4 AM kind of early) on a summer morning we pointed the Premag east for Prince Edward Island. We spent a week doing everything from fishing for oysters to building sandcastles. In between activities we found time to eat.... and eat..... and eat!

Sandland, on Charlottetown's historic waterfront is an art gallery of a different sort. Eight artists worked for over a month to transform tons of Prince Edward Island's famous red dirt into an exhibit of the island's history heritage and culture. Using trowels, specially designed plastic tools and (yes really)drinking straws they turned compacted wet sand into boats, bags of potatoes, fiddlers and - of course - Ann of Green Gables.

By the time we hit Charlottetown we'd pretty much eaten our way across Prince Edward Island so you'd think we would pass on Ice Cream for lunch......not a chance! Premium ice cream and puns on T-shirts proved to be an irresistible combination.

When we're on the road we take our time. We're in no hurry to get where we're going, or come back from where we've been. Some of our most memorable travel experiences - people we met or places we stumbled upon - were the result of eschewing the fast road. In other words - we're not proponents of the "get there yesterday" school of vacation driving.

Thanks to a program put together by the people at Experience PEI we had an unparalleled opportunity to fish for oysters along side of men who's families had earned their living “tonging” shellfish for generations. Later, back on shore – following a lesson in grading, cleaning and shucking oysters - we ate our catch.

When David Wilmer first saw what would become the Inn at Bay Fortune it was a tumble-down wreck. That's certainly not the case today. He and his team of hotel pros have not only halted the decay of the Prince Edward Island summer home of Elmer Harris but turned it into a stellar destination.

Call me old-fashioned, but when I buy a souvenir – which, admittedly I rarely do, I want to spend my money on something made in the place I'm visiting. So when we stumbled upon P.E.I. Dirt Shirts we thought we had died and gone to souvenir heaven.

If someone suggested a night at the races you'd forgiven for thinking their idea of entertainment was a bit out of step with the 21st century. But you'd be wrong! Join us as we discover what it feels like to be treated like the owner of a racehorse on Prince Edward Island.