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Brian and I drove the DAF up on Sunday and what a gorgeous day it was. We stopped in Campbellford for a coffee and attracted a small crowd. When we got to Havelock Brian yelled "stop" and there on the side of the road was a CMP, in all it's restored glory. There was no one home so we took a few photos and ventured on. On arriving in Coe Hill we were regaled with all the stories of the antics the night before. I think the campers had a good time but it was coooool. When we lined up for the parade we had to take the back street to the other end of town so as not to disrupt traffic. We went up the highway and then took a sharp right turn over a guys lawn and down through his back yard, into the bush and across the fields to the other end of town. This was better than a trail ride. Guess what? Coe Hill doesn't have a back street.
I didn't hear a count of vehicles but it was a long parade. At the short service the 25 pdr fired off 3 rounds. A sweet young thing came down from the stands with her dog, who was afraid of the noise. Brian and I pet the dog and chatted her up. ![]() ![]() ![]() Barry
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