It is a sad commentary on the state of the fishing industry that Lunenburg is no longer an assault on the olfactory senses at low tide. After two days, though, one can tire of fog, mist, and fog horns. No word on who won the dory races—in my day the Hiesler Brothers regularly had that locked up. In any case Monday morning I packed up shop and headed for
Church Point is in the centre of the
I camped with her at Church Point in a rented motor home some 20 years ago. I enjoyed the experience so much I had to come back again. In particular they have the best tasting water here I've enjoyed since leaving home.
Just took a break to go out and photograph the sun setting over
As the pictures show the air is dead calm tonight and I had to come in when the black flies became voracious.
Decided to get adventurous and try out my new convection oven by making muffins. Actually figured out how to make the oven work without the aid of the owner's manual. Of course the recipe was improvised and it was my first time with a convection oven but the results weren't bad.
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