Final Day (Rski XVII)
Monday, July 3
After an evening of ghost storytelling, Kit helped convince us that the man sitting with Sebastian didn't actually exist because we never saw them speak, we wake up and shower and eat breakfast outside the hostel and wake up to our new lighthouse keeper, uhh...what was your name again? It wasn't Jock, the guy I booked with. Thanks for giving us your real name.
So it's daylight now and I can show you photos of what exactly Campbellton, New Brunswick and it's 7 inhabitants (err 8000) look like.
That's the hostel and the lighthouse that we weren't allowed in.
HI Hostel.
The bridge we came on.
Sam being represented.
Where we ate breakfast...maybe, all the tables and benches had that on them. The salmon is Restigouche Sam, we went to see him later.
It was just an amazingly sunny day.
When we were finally ready, Kit decided to drive the 3 minute walk to see Restigouche Sam... I don't remember why, anyway.
Restigouche Sam in all his glory. I can't remember his significance, but might have to do with the Battle of Restigouche.
Since we were near civilisation, we decided to check out the mall, which was near Sugarloaf mountain and called Sugarloaf Mall.
The mountain (and Canadian Tire).
Campbellton was such a happening place, that we hopped in our DeLorean shortly thereafter and backtracked a bit to Miguiasha, near Nouvelle, back in Quebec, to go to the national park/UNESCO site.
Bye, bye NB.
After a few wrong turns, we found it and promptly picniced.
The cheese we bought tasted like "the time my brother cooked with rotten onions." -Kollene.
Kollene is a problem solver and invented this:
Made with fresh Quebec strawberries and it was amazing.
Alix took one for the team and finished off our mega-melted Caramilk Maple.
When we got to the museum/park entrance thingie, a tour was just about to start, so we joined. It was super interesting. It only became a UNESCO site fairly recently for the devnonian era (look it up on Wikipedia, I'm not explaining either of those). There are tons of fossils on the beach and they think that back when this area of Quebec was where South America is right now, the first fish left water on those shores. Slightly epic?
That fish was related to this (huge) one.
PS That's a 1.5 L water bottle, which makes that fish about 7 m long, it ate sharks.
That's the view from the beach where the first fish left water. That's a photo of the future, it's an hour ahead over there in Dalhousie, NB.
More beach.
That's the execevation that's happened over the last 25 years. It started at the top of the cliff.
Rock close-up.
It was a really nice area though and I wish we could have stayed longer, but we had to get home eventually.
We drove through the Appalaichan Mountains. It was absolutely breathtaking.
I drove, so Kit recharged in the back.
Our ghetto sound system. My mp3 player hooked up to Kollene's neat-o speakers (they don't require power, but aren't that great).
Back in Mont-Joli.
And see that sign was real...132 East pointing straight and right.
Since we had a car, we decided to pick up groceries (it was about 3 km to the mall from my place).
Good night Kollene, check out our bug splattered car.
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