We are camped close enough to town that we are able to bicycle to see the sights. First we went to the French Bread demonstration. They build a fire in the oven and let the stones get hot enough to bake bread. Then they remove all the fire and coals and slide the bread in on a paddle much like they use for pizza. It only takes 5 minutes to bake all these rolls.
I’ve seen these ovens at several places before this The thing that was different about this place was the stories they told about the French who weren’t allowed to live here when it was under British rule, but were allowed to dock and dry the fish they caught. This was back in the 1700’s and the French used to “draft” 14, 15 and 16 year old boys to work on these fishing boats. They usually made the boys stay out on the ships, but every once in a while one would escape. So there is still a major French influence here.
We stopped at a couple of other places. There was the place where the guy painted the rocks in his back yard.
Then there was a guy across the street who had his cod hanging on the line to dry.
Later that day we drove up to the Historic Site by the lighthouse.
We saw several caribou hanging around. There were 2 bulls, some females, an adolescent hanging around the edges and a couple of babies. They didn’t appear afraid of us at all.
Several of us when back out at dusk because others in our group saw moose the night before. We waited, but didn’t see any moose.
Today I woke up to rain, and it continued all day. They opened up the Community Center for us so several of us (about 17) played a card game called Swoop. It was fun, easy to learn, and a good way to get to know the others in our group. Then we realized the Olympics started today and the bartender turned on the TV so we could watch.
Hopefully the bread smell outweighed the cod smell!