Last Saturday I had nothing better to do than drive along the Parkway with no particular destination in mind. The Gatineau Hills remain an enigmatic vista for me, never fully explored ... a mysterium of unexpected imagery. I headed for the Masson Market in hopes of surprising Don at breakfast. Sure enough, there he was with Peter. The Kraut & Bloke - a good name for a pub, I thought. His surprise was genuine as he had never seen me in my furry phase.