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Travel Blogs from Burnt Church
Almost Home
... the sights, sounds and experiences we’ve shared, and all the wonderful people we’ve met along the way. Thank you for being here with us, cheering us on, sharing some of our wonder and awe, and surprises. We realize that there is so much more to explore in this great big beautiful country of ours that we call Canada - that we call home! As always, it’s the journey that’s more important than the destination. So, the journey will continue ...
Bay Du Vin Clam Digging
... Well, let me tell you, this works! We were inundated with smoke. But it did seem to help some with the mosquitoes – as long as you were immediately in the toxic cloud itself.
The BBQ was doing its thing and we were cooking up the feast we had prepared, including clams Brad and Nikita had picked with Cohen a few days before (and had been cleaned of their sand). We were JUST tucking into some food when, from the darkness, emerged a man. He was a ...
Yardsale!
... to have an amused observation of it all, but mostly he missed out on the fun. It seemed the whole city had descended to browse our wares. I have to say that Terri did far better than I did. In fact, much better. It was hard to see people walk past my treasures with not a single glance of interest. But I guess my treasure are of the sentimental currency and not what most consider of value. In the end, as the day wore on and the sun shifted ...
When is vacation not a vacation?
It seems that even though I am on vacation and lieu time from work, I have not really been able to get away from my traveling office. I am constantly working for several hours at a time in order to either do work for my job or tasks for my mom or other family members. Sometimes that is simply developing skills in regards to processing photos or updating the Club's website or ...
Where new adventure lies just around the bend
... I had the car for 24 hours and figuring I should make the most of it, I came off the highway at Shediac Bridge and followed my nose around to Shediac, hunting out the waterfront and a spot to watch the sun set. I ended up (by chance) at the old Point-du-Chene Wharf and paid my 2 dollars to access. It was heaving, plenty of cars were parked up facing the sun with old couples sat together. I got out wandered about and found a busy bar (Captain Dan's ...