Painters Weekend- where a bunch of filthy kids who paint houses for a living get together and drink lots of beer. I was in bed by 10:30pm.
I heard a train in the distance, I had to hit up the main line. Some children gave us a quick lift on their quads to the tracks on some random dirt road. I think I converted colevan into a railfan now too.
A bunch of police came through for a nice visit. Someone was arrested.
Now, back in Montreal, I’m going to head over to the rail line and hopefully catch a few trains with my new camera.