The Cramalott Inn in Grand Bruit--one of our regrets is that we did not get to hang out there when things were rockin'.

Challenge and Mary T rafted up at the only dock in town. Anchoring is not a wise option here as the bottom is very deep and rocky.

Ken and Molly--Molly was our guide as we walked all over the hills surrounding Grand Bruit. She later brought us a bone that looked remarkably like a human femur.

Above the water fall that gives Grand Bruit its name is a wonderful swimming pond.