08/20/2008, Fredericton
We boarded a bus with about 25 of the cruisers in the rain and headed to Fredericton, capitol of New Brunswick. It, too, was heavily settled by Loyalists from the other colony (us). This town has a deep commitment to history and had young people stationed in costume to discuss its garrison from the 1820 point of view. They have turned part of the garrison into craft shops which were excellent. As we got off the bus we heard bagpipes and saw red coated troops. No, not quite the same as our recent adventures in London, England, but a changing of the guard, nonetheless. They were reviewed by the Admiral of the Croatian Navy who was visiting. We also met some folks from the Welsh mens choir who had sung at St Alban's Cathedral 2 days after our choir finished in July. The world gets SO small! Gene and I couldn't pass up a good local pub with local beer and great sandwiches, followed by a tour of Christ Church Cathedral, Fredericton. A lovely church that looked oddly familiar. The day ended back at Gagetown with a dinner at the marina and discussion of how we will pass back over Reversing Falls in 2 days.
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08/18/2008, Gagetown, NB
We boarded 2 busses for an hour ride to Kings Landing, an historic village with wonderful costumed tour guides combined with a camp where kids ages 8-14 live and act out the parts of children from the early 1800's. The lunch of salmon chowder or ploughmans lunch was great, especially following the party on the dock last night. 3 power boats and enough hors and wine to encourage some "adults" to jump off the tops of power boats.---no, not us. We didn't participate in that part. We went back to the boat and watched Laurel and Hardy movies on TV. I will leave a photo of Kings Landing. Tomorrow we go up river by land to Frederickton, capitol of this province.
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08/15/2008, Kingston Creek, St John River
We motored out of St John's and the Kennebecaset YC armed with a wealth of information about the St John's River thanks to a talk by a member of the RKYC last night. Larry chose the anchorage at Kingston Creek because the high shorelines made it look like a fjord. Several other boats chose to go farther in than we did but our dinghy ride brought us to Glide, a lovely Island Pilot power boat who insisted on serving rum and coke. We spent a calm evening on anchor after grilling a pork loin and watched the eagles, a brief after-shower rainbow, and finally, a full moonrise. Does it get better than this?
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