We stopped in Bear River for supper on the way home (you don't say dinner here for the evening meal. Dinner is lunch. Supper is the evening meal). Notice that all the buildings are on stilts? The tides run high here too. We ate at a diner, where all the locals eat (the only spot in town). It was a Saturday night and they close at 6:00. Summer hours keeps them open till 7:30. The food was just like home-made, worth waiting for. And it gave John a chance to chat with a couple of the locals for a half hour.
We had another fun outing last night...at the Maitland Country Jam. Held in the Maitland Community Hall, there were approx 25 musicians sitting in a circle of chairs at the front of the hall, and about 75 people in the audience. They get together every Tuesday night through the spring, summer, and fall. The musicians each take a turn singing a song, and the audience joins in when they know the words. Of course, everyone knew we were newcomers as soon as we walked in the door. But we did know someone....John met a man a few weeks ago, when we were eating a breakfast at a firehall, who told us about the Jam. Lots of Hank Williams, Merle Haggard, Mel Tillis, Johnny Cash songs were sung. A couple of my favourites: Sonny's Dream (originally sung by Ron Hines, but has become quite the pub song)
Sonny, don't go away
I am here all alone
You're daddy's a sailor
Who never comes home...
a 70ish man and wife singing Sea Cruise (a 50's Frankie Ford song)....
Ew-wee, ew-wee baby
Ew-wee, ew-wee baby
Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise?
a 70ish woman signing Tony Orlando and Dawn's Knock Three Times while playing a mandolin
Knock three times on the ceiling if you want me (everyone stomping on the floor 3 times)
and it was such fun listening to the oldish gentleman playing a jig on the harmonica, and watching a 70ish woman get up and dance in the aisle everytime he played. I'd love to get up and dance whenever I felt like it. Even if I was the only person dancing in a room full of people sitting. Maybe some day. I think we'll be regulars at the Country Jam. (the weeks that I'm not at the photo club anyway)
Tonight: my first meeting at the new gardening club in New Germany.