A long day in NB

First, yesterday.
Yesterday my aunt and uncle picked us up from the campground in Moncton and took us for a great breakfast at the Irving Truckstop on the way to Fredericton. Jeff had the Eggs Benny and I had the hot turkey sandwich. Ok, not traditional breakfast fare but close enough.

After breakfast we took a detour through Sussex to see a friend of our fathers. Dale was welcoming and warm, with a huge smile and a cold beer. We sat on the porch and told him what we were up to. Of course he offered to help in any way possible, this after making a nice donation to the ALS cause. He spoke about a few of the adventures he shared with Dad, including a skinny dipping incident at a party they were attending. I sometimes wonder where my own devil-may-care attitude has gone. Maybe I've outgrown it. But I sure hope not!

After leaving Dale's we drove up to the campground and discovered that the tenting area was 2km into the woods. Since we are trying to raise awareness for ALS we wanted something a bit more central so we got the owner's permission to set up our tent near a power pole in the vicinity of the main entrance. We got some weird stares and some welcoming comments but the best part was being offered a ride the next morning to the nearest roadside Petro-Canada, somewhere with a good volume of traffic. That was important because there was a long two lane bridge between us and our roadside rendezvous, and it wasn't a carry the canoe over your head friendly bridge either. Matt also gave us a beer to enjoy as the sun set on the horizon.

Matt picked us up this morning and got us on the road. His son Alex, his friend Dawson and Matt all signed the canoe after a nice breakfast at the Acorn Restaurant.