This morning we were woken up by the sound
of children outside of our tent; must be mid-morning judging by the buildup of
heat inside. We popped our heads outside
and noticed two little girls sitting beside a box, each one of them eating an
apple. We introduced ourselves and told
them where we’re from, but they were more interested in the mysterious box they
were guarding. We inquired what was
inside and they revealed it was a box full of apples like the ones you see at
the grocery store. I guess somebody must
have left it behind from a previous gathering or family picnic here in the
park. We examined the apples carefully
to make sure they were alright to eat and they were. Just as they were about to take their
treasure to their secret hiding place, they realized the box was too heavy for
them to carry and offered us to take some.
We ended up taking 2 bags of apples, which made the box manageable for
the girls to carry. They were very
friendly and well spoken.
We continued riding east along the Trans
Canada Highway 1 and stopped at a gas station to top off on fuel and met the
owner who also managed the restaurant next door. He was a jolly fellow and was playing songs
native to Newfoundland on his accordion for his customers. Once again, people naturally inquire about
where we’re from by the way our bikes are loaded up and the next thing we know,
the owner gave us directions to a place where we can camp for free in King’s
Point. One of the attractions here in
King’s Point is the Humpback Whale Pavilion.
We looked around and eventually found a
gazebo to camp in. We’re probably not
supposed to do this, but if we leave early enough and tidy up; who’s going to
know?
We had vegetable soup and chopped carrots
for supper…
..then gazed out into the open waters
hoping to spot a humpback or an iceberg.
I doubt we’ll be seeing any icebergs; they’re long gone at this time of
year.
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| 134 km
Friendly encounters.
Cache of apples discovered.
Song of the humpback.
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