The drive here was pretty fun, but it took 6 days. I ate a lot of ham and cheese sandwiches.The highlight was the 'Daly Waters Pub'.
It's one of the oldest pubs in the country. The walls are covered in crap. Bra's, money, jersey's, photos, and pretty much anything that can be fastened to a wall. When people go there, the point is to leave something behind on the wall. Gavin stapled his old youth card up, and I stapled up my treasured 'Point Pub' card. We found a great spot right as you walk in.
Clint also donated his ram's skull he got on the farm he worked at. We all signed it, but left it in the hands of the manager to put up. Hopefully she puts it up.
Out in the back, there's even more junk. On a wall of licence plates, we found a British Columbia plate. Sweet as.We began constructing our Halloween costumes yesterday, and hopefully I'll find the missing pieces today so I can 'Giv'r' this weekend.
just an average morning on the road.
