You know, if it was foggy, and there were fewer people around, this little tourist trap on the side of the road, north of Cheticamp on the Cabot Trail, would have been really freaky. There is just something about mannequins in the fog.

But it was sunny, and crowded, so Jeff stopped the car and Wesley and I jumped out to see what the Joe’s Scarecrows was all about.

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

There must be 100 scarecrows, all dressed up, and each one has a name and a story pinned on them.

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

This one says, “Hello Everybody and Welcome to Joe’s Scarecrows. We would like your comments and please state where you came from! Free admission? Yes. But all we ask is for a small donation to help us get dress for next year! Thank you from Joe. God be with you all! and have a wonderful vacation! I’m Harry”

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Jean Chrétien was getting a little fresh with a tourist.

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows

Joe's Scarecrows


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