I really loved seeing so many people just lazing around. With no schedule, just being out there to celebrate Canada day and see fireworks at the end of the day. The small carts serving the best, juiciest, fattiest food available. The street artists. All the camera toting people. And the good weather. Just love it. Here's what I saw.
At dinner, Jerry kept reminding me that I should go check out Fisher's Pasture. How the water had carved the river and diposited large trees, massive sand dunes, and other junk. I went past the hockey rink on my way to the valley, thereby passing these two jumping off a sandpile...for all the fun that is. They, half freezing decided it was a clever idea to follow me. But came only a quarter mile, when the cold set in and they turned back. Photos of Fallen trees to come later...
