I was at the harbour at
French Creek to see of I could catch some herring season activity. The incessant screeching of the seagulls was ample evidence of season's catch being unloaded at the fish processing plant. But that cacophony was at my back. In front of me lay a bright red boat whose profile begged to be captured on a postcard.
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| Red boat in French Creek (2013-03-07) |
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