The Great Pumpkin Regatta
As some of you may know I spent (some of) my formative years in a small town in Nova Scotia. Well actually we lived in a township -which I think is the only way to put it - called Falmouth. This place was so small that our entire address was:
The family name
Falmouth
RR2 (RR standing for ‘rural route’)
Windsor was the ‘big town’ next door and my, wasn’t it the epitome of style and sophistication. It had a Sobeys! It had a Co-Op! It even had a drive-in A&W!
And now ladies and gents it has The Pumpkin Regatta. In which grown men (and women) carve out pumpkins and try to make their way across Lake Pesaquid.
Holy shit! (sorry got side-tracked there.) I’ve found an article in the Chronicle Herald (Halifax newspaper) about it and it mentions a fella I used to go to school with. Now that’s a blast from the past.
Anyway, sorry where was I? Oh yes, the Pumpkin Regatta. It’s only been running for 7 years so I’ve never seen the damn thing. I blame it all on that Howard Dill fella. I remember when he was winning ‘huge punkin’ contests all over the place. It got so you couldn’t go anywhere: The Dairy Treat, the Met, even Ed’s (the local shop) without seeing that photo of Howie with his three grandkids sitting inside his huge pumpkin.
*photo from http://www.worldsbiggestpumpkins.com/
