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:canadaflag:She didn't steal my heart but my...........

Leslie(nova scotia)

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From the land of the Bluenose.....there was no way this was going to work. Otto was just not built for it but Navy Davy came up with a solution as he folded himself in half, lowered his head to his chest and bent his knees so that they were almost touching the top of his head. In this fetal position he was able to enter Otto. Mind you I would have taken the easier route......a can opener to the roof! Think I know now why Navy Davy likes to take his vehicle.

After passing Tim's we got our fix at Robin's which was not quite so busy and motored down the old highway through the small communities of Boutlier's Point, Black Point, Queensland and my home town of Hubbards which brought back fond memories of summer days spent on the beach with the evenings attending religion classes on the ball fields.

Our destination was Bayswater Beach with it's sand dunes, stunning view, fridget waters and Flight #111 that crashed offshore and the hope of finding a few buried goodies! Along the winding roads we just yaked and enjoyed the drive
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Said it before and I'll say it again thanks for sharing you have the most interesting posts Thanks:detecting::clapping:
 
You did good on that hunt.
Sounds like a freindly pooch!
 
Speaking of difficulty entering cars. Many years ago when I was a young pup I was going to buy a used Jag XK Roadster. I squeezed myself carefull into it then had to have my big, husky cousin extract me from it and I'm only six two. I had two buddies who were six seven and six eight. They had to chose vehicles very carefully.

When I was a pup the tallest man in the world lived in my home town. He liked one-quarter inch being nine feet tall. His vehicle that he rode in ( no way he could drive anything ) was a Chevy sedan with the front seat removed on the passenger side. He would bend way down and worm his way into the back seat, sit down, and stretch his legs all the way out to the front floorboard.

Bill
 
.... now that was one dinky little car! Wish I still had it.... :(
 
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