When we set out, the colors just started. We Plan and Plot Perfidiously Perfect! Starting from the northwest, our route followed the map counterclockwise; halfway we took time out for Nova Scotia and took up the trail where we'd left it.
Everybody will tell you they speak French in New Brunswick - everybody, that is, who does not live there. Place names are a weird mix of Indian, Scotch and French. My guess is the "ton" originally is a French bastardized "town".
