The pictures in this posting are still from White Head Island.
We got home at 7pm and got busy unpacking the trailer. Strangely, unpacking the trailer goes much faster than packing it.
We had taken the ferry departing GM at 3:30pm arriving at 5pm at Blacks Harbour.
Border crossings went uneventful again and we were all happy to be home again, and may I especially mention Dixie. She must have had strange thoughts about the whole trip. Dixie is quite different than our Molly was. Generally, Dixie is more suspicious towards all new things. It takes quite some getting used to for her to thrive in new surroundings.
Of course you want to know what the heck happened to the potato salad which, foolishly, was forgotten in the house fridge.
Well, it still was delicious. We warmed the BBQed sausages and got a great meal out of it.
When the clock turned 10:30pm I almost fell off of the couch. I barely made it onto my pillow before I slept. Old age is creeping up on me, it seems.
The end of a great adventure. Much enjoyed visiting GM through your eyes.
ReplyDeleteIts amazing the different personalities dogs have. I'm sure Dixie curled up and let out a big sigh of contentment. And the potato salad was enjoyed.
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