I’m laying in my bed at 1:30 am in the morning downloading my pictures and labeling them. What a great day. We had to backtrack from The Pas
for about 70 km but it was a gorgeous day with beautiful country.
We make it to Hudson bay were we had lunch and met James. He brought us to the moose at the entrance to town,
took out picture and escorted us out of town.
We had to take a detour on hwy 3 because a bridge was out and ended up at a campground on the Saskatchewon River.
Greg and I drove back to the last habitation we passed through, Gromlid, to get water and discovered the Saloon.
The owner said we could have camped beside the saloon, (fire pit included). We had a beer and talked to the locals on the porch.
What a classic and interesting experience. The old man was born ten miles from the saloon.
Told us Ontario plates parked in the rear, and liked to tell stories. We drove back to camp, had a wonderful fire and , for me, beef stew out of the can for dinner. The sun set at 10:30. Pierre Burton would have had a hard time describing just how Canadian the scene was. A woman form Chili, Berronica, walked by our camp site, (about 3 sites out of 15 being used), (pay on an honor system), and said we could camp at her house if we want, (anywhere on her 200,000 acre farm).
Way past my time to sleep. We need to get started earlier if we want to get to Jimmy’s on schedule…………….