Sunday, July 30, 2017

Into New Brunswick

A 500km driving day (1600km in all) brought us to Woodstock.  There are a few famous Woodstocks of course.

As the trip was planned, the odometer on the truck was going to indicate an oil change.  I figured we'd this Woodstock would be just about that time.  I went online to the automated service request of the local Toyota dealership and booked the truck in for its lube.  The standard automated reply came almost instantly that said yup, no problem.  This was back at least two months ago or so.

Fast forward to two weeks ago I got a pleasant phone call fro May, the manager at Woodstock Toyota.  She wanted to make sure I had the correct Woodstock.  Woodstock, NB, not ON.

The big reason for stopping here was the Jellystone Yogi Bear Park full of Water slides and similar attractions.  The kids got a blast out of the rides, games, bouncy equipment, and other activities.  It was a great deal; not too hot and not too many people.  The park was certainly geared for kids under twelve and families.  It was clean and everyone was friendly.  It is situated in an odd area right beside what looks to be an oil refinery, but it suited our needs.

This trip is transitioning into the rural section as big city sites won't be had for the next few thousand kilometres.

We got on our bikes and went on a really great ride on a old railway line through Woodstock.  Along the way we saw many like minded users and stopped into a neat marina.  The Marina had this huge falcon nest atop a hydro pole with five eyasses in the nest, yet they were the size of seagulls!  The nest was quite large.  The size of a bald eagles nest.  Anyway we waited around long enough to see one of the parents returning home with a large stick to reinforce the nest with.

That was about it.  We ate at a great restaurant called Murray's at an Irving gas station on exit 191, we had a great ice cream treat at a Dari Delight in Woodstock, and I got a major case of déjà vous at the WalMart, but that was for good reason because I had been there at least two other times before on previous adventures.

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