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  • Dag 78

    Haha

    15. august 2023, Canada

    The joy of traveling is some of those laugh-out moments that arise unexpectedly.

    Like this place name we saw on a Quebec highway today. Seriously, how could you not laugh!

  • Dag 77

    Reunion Tour

    14. august 2023, Canada ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    As we make our way west, we are returning to some places which were new to us on the way out and are now like old friends on our return trip — familiar and friendly. Today it was Edmunston, New Brunswick, where we accomplished the mundane tasks of laundry, showers, and topping up Finn’s propane earlier in the day.

    The sun, a less than faithful companion this past week, made a glorious late afternoon appearance today, topping up my Prairie-bred spirits. Blue skies … loving them. Sunshine on my shoulders? Like John Denver, I’m loving it. After the past week’s rain, it has been a joyous day — even the task of washing our clothing couldn’t take the shine off the day.
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  • Dag 75

    Kid from Acadia

    12. august 2023, Canada ⋅ ☁️ 17 °C

    For a good chunk of my youth, I lived in the Calgary community of Acadia. Never thought much about the origin of that name but Acadia’s place in Canadian history and culture is significant in the Maritimes.

    In a to-the-victors-go -the-spoils moment, the English expelled the Acadians from New Brunswick, PEI and Nova Scotia when they defeated the French in one of their many wars in the 18th century.

    The Acadians were deported, families being separated— some went into hiding, many landed in Louisiana. But eventually they returned to start over and in the hotbed of Acadien culture, the New Brunswick town of Caraquet, they proudly show off their pride and colours — red, white, blue and a yellow star wherever you go.

    Banners, flags, lighthouses, lobster nets, park benches all showing off their Acadien patriotism. There is real community buy-in much like people decorate their homes for Christmas. Tuesday, August 15th is the Acadian’s big day and we saw the town preparing for an event which will quadruple their population with visitors.

    A tip of the hat to the Acadians— a proud and resilient people, who embrace their history and traditions — including a delicious sugar pie we ate today at the Acadian Historical Village. Almost worth the price of admission.
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  • Dag 74

    C’est la Vie

    11. august 2023, Canada ⋅ 🌧 16 °C

    Every now and then, a little rain must fall. And today it poured once more in New Brunswick. It forced us to seek out indoor pursuits — first a library and then a small harbour restaurant in Miramichi who were true to their Facebook posting of 1/2 price mussels — ridiculously delicious. Throw in Oysters Rockefeller and crab-stuffed mushrooms and it was a most memorable meal.

    Apparently holiday calories don’t count so the scrumptious lemon blueberry shortcake was not fattening one bit.

    The rain continued to fall, so we drove up the Acadien coast and found our way to a small community hall in Evangeline where a Cajun/creole band from Louisiana had the locals dancing in the aisles. It was a by donation event and we were offered a yummy seafood gumbo as we entered.

    It seems when it rains it opens up culinary doors for us. C’est la vie.
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  • Dag 72

    A Bridge Too Far

    9. august 2023, Canada ⋅ ☁️ 21 °C

    We woke to a downpour of rain and rocking-the-van winds in Charlottetown, and news reports of cancelled ferries and restricted traffic across the Confederation Bridge. Did our van fall into the high-sided vehicles prohibited from crossing?

    We would find out.

    As we approached the coast, the skeletal outline of the bridge loomed out of the grey skies, daring us to cross. We passed a few semi trailers parked near the toll bridge and inched forward in the queue of vehicles, drivers flexing their knuckles which would soon be white. The wind roared and the waves lashed against the bridge moorings.

    Not only did they let us through the toll gates, they charged us $50 to head across the Norththumberland Strait — a wild and windy journey of 13 minutes made disconcerting by the fact you can’t see land for most of it.

    Like modern-day sailors, we called out “land ho” when New Brunswick came into view. The wind howled, Scott screamed (not my proudest moment) and Finnegan laughed like a demented clown as his tires made landfall.

    Catastrophe averted.
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  • Dag 71

    What Does the Fox Say?

    8. august 2023, Canada ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C

    Red foxes are big here in Prince Edward Island. Millions of dollars were made back in the early 20th century when fox fashion was all the rage in Europe. Overnight, fox breeders became rich, buying fancy cars and building mansions.

    If a fox had followed our vintage van today what would he have said?

    He’d have seen us visiting parabolic sand dunes on the north coast, crossing a pontoon bridge, surrounded by acres of cattails, and eating a sumptuous dinner of PEI mussels, Cajun shrimp salad, and the best damn crab cakes known to man.

    That’s what the fox would say.

    If he knew English of course.
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  • Dag 69

    Anticipation

    6. august 2023, Canada ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    I pen this post in a small Acadien community hall on the south west coast of Prince Edward Island, awaiting la Famille Leblanc to begin performing. There is a pre-concert buzz in the community centre in both official languages.

    A duo of spotlit guitars stand upright on the stage waiting to be strummed; a bodhran drum on the painted black stage nearby. The microphones are silent now, but in five minutes I expect will be switched on and the music will begin.

    The CDs for the three musical acts — a country and western singer, the New Brunswick Acadien family, and an unbalanced PEI fiddler — lay on a side table along with signage for the ubiquitous 50/50 ticket draw.

    This is our third musical performance in as many nights. Last night’s spectacle was in a very modern Summerside theatre hall. It was called Highland Storm which mirrored the day’s weather when the skies darkened and the winds rocked Charlottetown.

    Pedestrians ran for shelter and failed umbrellas brought comic relief to two travellers warm and dry in their van. What’s that German word? Schadenfreude.

    The weather this last week has been inconsistent but not the music. It has been consistently good, delivered with joy, panache and talent.

    Gotta stop now. The music is about to begin.
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  • Dag 67

    Linger Longer

    4. august 2023, Canada ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    It took us over thirty years to return to Prince Edward Island and after a successful coolant tank repair of our van, I want to linger a while on this lovely isle.

    There’s a relaxed and friendly vibe to the place and this was evident at the ceilidh hosted by the Irish Benevolent Society last night in Charlottetown. There was a folksy feel to the venue, like an old community hall, and the musicians and tap dancers filled the room with music, energy, and laughter. At the intermission, biscuits, small sandwiches, cookies and tea were set out … at 9:00 PM. It was quaint and not all contrived.

    The Irish Scots are made up of a song-writing Celtic bodhran drummer, a devil be charmed guitarist, and a virtuoso fiddler. There was a ton of talent on stage. Throw in intermittent tap dance performances by two world class performers and it was a memorable evening.

    I like it here.

    So we may just have to linger.
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  • Dag 65

    Boon Docking

    2. august 2023, Canada ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    Also known as random camping, think of Boondocking as couch surfing for RVs. It conjures up, romantic notions of parking on some secluded beach, with an unobstructed view of a setting sun, sinking into the ocean, the place to yourself.

    And it’s free. You can’t see it, but my inner Scotsman is doing a jig right now.

    We’ve done our fair share of Boondocking in Walmart parking lots under sodium lights that make us thankful for our eye masks.

    But last night, at Baxters Cove we had the ultimate Boondock. We had the place to ourselves, the sound of the surf lapping against the shore, cattails gently swaying with the breeze.

    Bliss.

    And did I mention it’s free?
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  • Dag 64

    Toe Tapping

    1. august 2023, Canada ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    When was the last time you had lunch featuring live fiddle music? It has been a while for me as well. Today, you would have seen my feet keeping in time with Joe MacIsaac’s boots as he fiddled us through our meal and yummy Warm Gingerbread Cake with Rum Sauce.

    It was as a toe-tapping good time. I think some of these kids are born with a fiddle in their hand which must makes childbirth here on the Island a painful experience indeed.
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