The Vulcan Vortex over Lomond

A rainy night with clouds coming in from all directions that morning.  I got moving, trying to find a break in the sky where I might stay dry for a while.  There it was, a bit east, a bit south.  I headed there and in about an hour of driving where blue sky was opening I up I saw the field - 'make it and they will come' - RVs stacked against one another near what looked like a small town of a few streets with open landscape all around otherwise and roads leading through or out.  I stopped for the sun.  Someone rolled out of his RV and crossed the road toward me.  'Are you coming for the free breakfast?'  'What's that about..'  Its Lomond's 100th year celebration.  Parade happening at 1030".  'Sorry, I don't know much.  I'm from Ontario.'  'That's OK. I'm from Newfoundland'

So I went for the pancake and sausage breakfast, meeting some welcoming people, and stayed for the parade.

The British racer green car caught my eye and we had a conversation.  Very soon I was being invited to Glenda and Chris's farm along with Marcel the driver, where I set up camp with these wonderful people - Chris and Marcel actually repaired one of my tail lights among other things, while Glenda and I had great discussions in her picking berries in her garden.  Lovely people, with exceptionally open hearts and so appreciative of the land they came upon 3 years ago.  It is truly amazing what they have done to a previously run down house and neglected property.  Labour of love for sure.

I will talk more about my visit with Jim and my nephew Ben at Dinosaur Park AB next posting when I have a chance to get some pictures loaded.  That too was exceptional