Day 2 on the road. Catriona insists we only eat what we kill with our own hands. While i am content with subsisting on tree bark and the odd elderly squirrel, she keeps turning to me and saying "those hitchhikers were delicious". Nova Scotia is beautiful.
Day 3 on the road- off to halifax to play the company house tonight. Mill village last night for house concert was great. I told catriona absolutely no pyrotechnics, but i did catch her stuffing matcheads into ping pong balls. She told me she was "holding them for a friend".
Day 4 on the road- after a mind blowingly great night at the company house in halifax, we make our to sydney, on the way catriona insists we must liberate the lobsters. At first i am confused, thinking it is a euphemism for some kind of new age ritual, but when she rushes into the water and starrts dismantling traps, i realize i need to think fast. I manage to subdue her eco frenzy and reassure her with a rousing renditon of" circle of life " from the lion king.
Day five on the road- last night was spent playing yet another wonderful room-the cape breton fudge company in sydney. Catriona insists on videoing every thing i do for her " tour journal". For the most part this is fine, but i did wake in the middle of the night to her hovering over me with a camera, i am pretty sure she was speaking in tongues. The really weird part is that the camera wasn't on .
day whatever the hell day it is on the road-today on the road to gander from port au basques something miraculous happened. without any warning catriona pulled the van over and hopped out by the side of the highway. she began to play her harmonica. at first i was puzzled, but then slowly, one by one curious mooses began to emerge from the forest. soon she had a lively crowd of mooses, all dancing and throwing moose money ( quarters,silly) into her hat. tomorrow night the Ship, in St. John's.
Day 7?8?579??????on the road- finally we made it to st john's yesterday, and played the ship. While nobody has asked me to "kiss the cod", i did run into a codfish who tried put it's fin down my trousers. On a personal note, I know we just met st john's, but this definitely love at first sight for me.
first day of wifi since the last day we had wifi which was days ago of being on the road- sometimes in newfoundland someone wants to know what whifee is. if i was confronted with that question i would say its delicious with a side of whipped cream . but really i would be secretly feeling elated that there are still people who don't know what whifee is.
day whatever the hell day it is on the road-today on the road to gander from port au basques something miraculous happened. without any warning catriona pulled the van over and hopped out by the side of the highway. she began to play her harmonica. at first i was puzzled, but then slowly, one by one curious mooses began to emerge from the forest. soon she had a lively crowd of mooses, all dancing and throwing moose money ( quarters,silly) into her hat. tomorrow night the Ship, in St. John's.
Day 7?8?579??????on the road- finally we made it to st john's yesterday, and played the ship. While nobody has asked me to "kiss the cod", i did run into a codfish who tried put it's fin down my trousers. On a personal note, I know we just met st john's, but this definitely love at first sight for me.
first day of wifi since the last day we had wifi which was days ago of being on the road- sometimes in newfoundland someone wants to know what whifee is. if i was confronted with that question i would say its delicious with a side of whipped cream . but really i would be secretly feeling elated that there are still people who don't know what whifee is.