Ride shotgun with Doc MacLean on North America's "biggest little blues tour." Four months of highway across 10 provinces and at least as many states. Nearly 100 shows. No fancy tour busses or slick new guitars– nothing but the Blues, the slow motion of the blacktop, a little broken glass on a rusted old National guitar... Out here the difference between heaven and hell isn't always clear. Some days I'd sell my soul for a tank of gas and a glass of red...
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
The Maggies
Bucket list: Iles-de-la-Madeleine. I'm at Souris, PE waiting for a boat to take me out to the sand and rock colony in the middle of the Gulf of St. Lawrence. It's about 5-6 hours travel from here, and there is some fear that we may catch the fringe of a hurricane spinning up the coast. For sure, it's blowing and dark. Stay or go? Heck, I'm going, I've my ticket all paid.
The Islands are pretty much a big, narrow sand bar, punctuated by red rock hills with a few little houses set in to anchor the whole thing.
There are about 300 lobster licences out on the Island. Plenty of other sea harvest, and also plenty of grants from the Quebec government and the feds...
End of the line. You can drive all the roads here in a couple of days, without rushing...
Not many trees out here. I doubt that there ever were. Most of the larger buildings were constructed using lumber salvaged from wrecks. A priest blessed every board before it was nailed into place...
Service twice a week to the mainland. You don't want to miss your boat! The weather is improved, but I've got reservations to get back to Prince Edward Island. Shows pick up there as soon as I return. Missing the sailing would mean missing several nights work.
Sunday, October 12, 2014
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