The people are so nice! I had several people pull over to make sure I ok and to offer route advice when I was stopped on the side of the road. Also everyone still seems to speak French; the Acadian population is huge. As I rolled along there were French flags with a yellow star on the everywhere, on houses, painted on telephone poles, on cars, tshirts, everywhere. Turns out it was Acadia day, that was the Acadian flag, and everyone was out celebrating. I passed through numerous street parties and generally had a wonderful time.
As I approached Bathurst the weather went downhill quickly, and I ended up outdoing the previous nights camping spot by several magnitudes. Just threw down the sleeping pad in a gazebo in the middle of a park downtown. The only person I saw was a guy walking his dog in the morning, and a few drunk teens at night. Great success.
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