YOUR NIAGARA PAUL

Wednesday 11 September 2013

CHARLOTTETOWN, LABRADOR - ONE TWO

STILL DAY SIXTEEN, MORE LIKE NIGHT SIXTEEN

Paul's weird or what. 
We drove through THE Charlottetown, as in the Accord and all that, today and now I am posting about a Charlottetown, Labrador.
(I'm more than a couple of provinces behind)

One island per day.
 After disembarking from our boat ride, we've clocked over four hundred K's back to the Labrador coast.

Good night.
 Chowder time

 Good morning.
This country, our whole northern trip, is littered with abandon quarries of all shape and sizes.
Not ranking as one of our prime sites, it served us fine. We have a view of the harbour straight and watch the Shrimpin' boats coming and going

A rockin' breakfast.

 The Pretty Duckling Cafe.
The best part of waking up, is Starbucks in your cup.


 What must be a rather quiet community eleven months of the year is in full production.



 Anybody down there?
Just us shrimp.

 That's a lot of cocktails. (more so for salad)

Federal Oceans inspection.

The other one or two. 
Labrador.

COMING NEXT: OUR LAST NIGHT IN LABRADOR. GOT TO GET MOVIN' BEFORE WE END UP IN OLDFOUNDLAND

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