Old friends and trails crossing
One thing about the weather; it constantly changes. We had started our night with some cloud that degenerated into heavy rain before dawn with the usual shock and awe effects. No matter. We packed up and headed off before spirits were too wet. Lunch saw us in the Mount Stewart area, ready to try out the Trailside Cafe, which is better known for its live shows throughout the summer. Appears we’ll miss Gordie Sampson this year. On the brighter side, we met up with Margie Carmichael and caught up on the news over our chowder and sandwiches. Her reaction to my new accordion was that, at least, it wasn’t bagpipes.
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