Almost an hour North of Kaslo. I'm curious, in absence of garage sales, and there's much here to be curious about, the road is empty, there's nobody...
There's a lot of Sunday Markets here. Every community has one. I'm curious, not hopeful, just curious...
Bullshit. A couple of buskers playing badly to an audience of none. A very few stalls, nothing, a 40 minute drive for diddly, no-one here could sell their stuff - all of it - and hope to make a hundred dollars, I settle on a couple of expensive croissants - spinach and feta, chocolate, and that's it, the day is done, return to work.