This post is way overdue. But it’s because I’ve fallen in love. And, like with all new love, everything else (including writing a weekly blog) took a second seat. It just seemed unimportant by comparison.
A few people have asked if we are okay, where we are, how our trip is going, or if we’ve fallen off the face of the earth. There’s so much to catch you up on, even before I get to the part about how and where I came to fall (in love – and not off the earth).
We planned to camp in the campground we’d seen in Grand Falls on a previous trip until the lady at the town visitor center asked why we would do that if we don’t need services? She pointed us to a parking lot almost next to the campground where overnight parking is permitted and she often sends RVs there. It’s beside the swimming pool and, being a hot night, that was a bonus. From our parking spot, we were only a short walk to the main trails leading to the view the gorge and walkway all along Broadway – the main street of this pretty tourist town.
The next day found us being welcomed by new friends as if they were already old friends. This was our campsite at our Boondockers Welcome location on the Miramichi River.
As luck would have it, there were other Boondockers Welcome guests that night. They are hosts in BC when not traveling themselves.
We took the scenic route by the water, stopping at a few lighthouses along the way and were happy for another quiet night with our third Boondockers Welcome host of the trip.
But it was high time we put our feet in the ocean. That opportunity came when we stopped to visit a friend we made when we were here three years ago.
We felt like royalty – we were treated so well – much more like family than friends who they had only met once three years ago. What an amazing day we had with these great people.
And to finish the day – we all went back for a fish dinner, a campfire, more friends joining in, and endless “tunes”. Our first “kitchen party” of the trip. It all seemed to come together very impromptu and all for our benefit. Real down-east hospitality. We’re pretty sure that nothing on this trip can top that day!
The following day we drove to Sydney to cross to Newfoundland the following day.
Our Sydney BW host was great and welcomed us to stay the next day when our first rain day of the trip resulted in our ferry reservation being canceled. The biggest shame was that we ended up missing our connection with BW hosts, GA Gypsies who we very much looked forward to meeting. They now sailed the same day as us and, sadly, we were those ships that passed in the night, as they say.
This was also the day that I fell in love. It was now a week ago, and as new love goes, I can hardly contain myself – I just want to tell you all about it non-stop. But you’ll have to wait until my next post for that.
- Days on the road: 12
- Camping cost to date: $0