Day 48 - Edmundston

On my way out of the campground, one of the other campers chatted with me and signed my flag. I had met her husband while he was fishing near my tent last night. He talked to me about their dog Dixie.

Along the highway I came across a baby moose. He just stared at me. I blew my emergency whistle a few times and he finally headed back into the trees. I also met a couple of cyclists crossing Canada.