| Getting friendly with some locals |
Squirrel takes the Train
On Sunday morning, the sun was shining again. We dismantled our tents and put the rest of the stuff into the trailer for the trip home. We were going to have a brunch at the Sawridge at 9:30am. Most of us walked in. I was with the last group. I went ahead of them in town. I saw the truck and trailer go past me at one point. I was rushing to make it there on time. When I got there, the people that I were walking with were there already! The truck had picked them up. Darn!





