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Cricket and Sapphire chose beautiful Cape Breton Island to vacation away a couple of weeks in late June. They biked part of the Cabot Trail, visited a couple of Provincial Parks and hiked some random forested areas near Lake Bras d’Or.
One morning they were walking through a red pine plantation when they came across a group of young women from Dalhousie University. The students were in a very excited state because they had just had a fascinating conversation with a young handsome private investigator who was very interested in their work at the plantation, particularly their discovery of the herbicide 2,4,5T in the local rabbit population.
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Bookings for Miles Hobbson’s speaking engagements were robust, the crowds at the venues overflowed out the door and standing ovations kept Hobbson late into the night. All of this this pleased him to no end, but he also knew the time for talk couldn’t go on forever.
Hobbson had a place for quiet reflection, a place where he’d ask the difficult questions and more often than not find the difficult answers. Should he run for political office? Should he grow his grassroots movement and mentor other like-minded individuals to expand the cause? While sunning himself on a rockface, Hobbson saw a small creature swinging from one tree branch to another. Jumping to his feet, Hobbson determined the creature was indeed a teddy bear and began following it until he came upon a family of beavers gathering aspen branches at a small pond.
He admired the busy beavers as they gathered branches, slid into a fast-moving stream and rode swiftly over a waterfall to their beaver house. “B E A V E R F A L L S…I’ll run for mayor.”