The Bay of Fundy Saga Part 11: The End of the Deer Island - Seascape Kayak Course
The last expedition would be today. We awoke to the
smell of scrambled eggs and possibility. Today’s kayak trip was a foggy and
difficult one, but we got through it nonetheless. We finally made it to the
harbour, loaded our things and collapsed onto whatever was nearest. Goodbyes
were said as we left Seascape for the Huntsman.
After arriving from Deer
Island, we spent the better part of the afternoon trying to remove the stink
that had latched onto us since we first stepped foot onto a beach. After about
half a dozen 30 minute showers, we smelled like pride, swagger and Nivea For
Men. In other words, we were ready to hit whatever nightlife St. Andrew’s had
to offer. The excursion began with the option to either play mini-golf or
frequent the local playground. This was followed up by a visit to a local
pizzeria featuring our first taste of meat in five days. As we got back to the
Huntsman to finish our pizzas, we got word that we were to wake up at 4am in
order to board the bus. We took it upon ourselves to stay up all night and get
about three hours of sleep. The wake-up filled the halls with moans and groans
as we continued our snoozing on the bus.
As the ride gained mileage, the mood improved and we
broke out into song many times with such hits as Bohemian Rhapsody, Gangnam
Style and I’ll Make a Man out of You.
When we arrived in Montreal, Ms. Lynam, Mr. Grier, Mr. Deegan and Mr. Pruneau
looked visibly dazed and confused at what had just happened to them during the
last ten hours. Echoing what my colleagues mentioned a
few days ago, I look back on this trip without tears, but with dreams. With
some friends, a kayak and a dream, anything is possible. Dream on.
Fin.
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