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Because we’re spending so much time exploring,
four hours have already passed and we aren’t even
halfway there. According to Glenn Bowie, Route 10,
a scenic back road with farms and horses and stacks
of hay will take us to Digby, but there are no road
signs. And then we realize we’re lost.
I’m not worried. Being in the car with
Lea is very different than being alone
and panicking. We call Glenn who
manages to talk us back to the correct
route. That happens not once, but
three times in the next three hours.
Thank goodness for Glen because the
car’s GPS isn’t working. By the time we
arrive at the Digby Pines Golf Resort
and Spa, we’ve been on the road nine
hours.
Digby Pines, originally a three-
story hotel built in 1903 and called The
Pines, became a World War I officers’
quarters in 1913 until it was pur-
chased by the Pacific Railway in 1917.
The resort is across the road from the
Bay of Fundy, one of the seven won-
ders of North America with the highest
tides on earth, reaching 52 feet. We
unpack in our rustic two-bedroom
cabin complete with fireplace and have
just enough time to change for dinner.
My performance is to take place
about a mile away at the Sydney Street
Pub, a cozy local hang-out with live mu-
sic, and where a motorcycle is parked
out front. I introduce myself to singer/
guitarist Bob Marshall and his bassist,
Paul Ryan. “Can you play Happy Birth-
day?” Bob asks. He looks apprehensive.
“Of course,” I say, not telling him
that it took me two years to learn the
seemingly easy birthday song which is
exceedingly hard to play on a harmon-
ica.
“What other songs do you know?”
he asks.
“I can fake anything,: I say.
“The last person who told me he
could play anything couldn’t play any-

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