June 4th, 2003.

On our second to last day, we decided to get some exercise and walk the 2 or so miles to Pigeon Island, connected to the mainland by the causeway at the center of the $30 million controversy. Half way there, the sky opened and we had our first torrential downpour. The weather had been fantastically clear up until then. We sheltered under the awning of a store for some time before we continued the trek onwards, to Tara's disbelief! Just before we reached the gate to the Pigeon Island National Historic Park, the rains deluged again and we waited with another visiting family under the rather narrow eaves of the ticket office until the downpour let up enough for us to run straight to the pub, which again we had all to ourselves!

Just before we reached the gate to Pigeon Island National Historic Park, the rains deluged again and we ran to shelter under the rather narrow eaves of the ticket office with another visiting family until the downpour let up enough for us to run straight to the pub! These pictures do not do justice to the sheets of rain lashing down and the huge flooding puddles covering the pathways!

The Captain's Cellar Pub, housed in the old military barracks built by the British, is wonderfully cavernous. It was a great place to retreat from the rain and drink an Irish coffee to warm up.