The day was slipping away from us, so we pulled into the tiny town of Big River.
Our GPS suggested we check out the “Big River Memorial Museum,” but it was clearly abandoned.
Near the “downtown,” there is a nice boat landing and beach to hang out. Since it’s now a few days from the Canada Day holiday, most people have left town to go back to work.
While we were here shitting, we saw a sign talking about a folk music festival in the restroom. That particular festival was literally starting in an hour. We talked to one of the locals about the festival and asked for directions. They said the “Ness Creek Music Festival” is pretty good, and if we had nothing to do, we should check it out.
Since it’s extremely rare to find things to do on these trips after 5pm, we jumped at the opportunity. Well, I jumped. Glenn sounded skeptical that it would be some hippy or hipster bullshit. Once we got there, he was proven right. Regardless, the music was really good.