The Long Haul

Now for one of our longest treks – from Regina, Saskatchewan to Fernie, BC (Sorry Alberta! We’ll catch you in a bit!).  We got up early and still, painstakingly, only left the house at 8:30 AM.  (Sigh!  Life with three kids!)  Still, we were on the road.

But long trips call for many bathroom breaks.  And while looking for one in an emergency, we were really lucky to stumble upon the Chaplin Nature Centre.


Literally in the middle of farmland and a small community in Saskatchewan, there is this awesome little centre focused on the surrounding salt-water lakes area and how it plays its role as a huge all-you-can-eat buffet for migrating birds.


Needless to say, the budding Earth Rangers loved it!




And Ethan picked up a very long stuffed snake while there.DSC_0277.JPG

More gorgeous Prairie views.


The newer style of grain elevators filling up trains that went on for miles.


This one is for Uncle A…


And this one…


In addition to bathroom breaks, there must be a lunch break as well.  The union here is pretty established, and we wouldn’t want to rock the boat…

…so we picked a random little town to stop at for a picnic lunch.  We happened to stop into the tiny village of Tompkins, SK.  This is one of those tiny towns that you are instantly curious about!

At first, it just seemed empty, with one small main street, some nicely kept homes, a post office, a cute small fenced in museum of sorts, and a lovely big playground. The awesome park met the union stewards’ approval (and it just so happened to be built on the centennial of Confederation, so it was nice to be here roughly 50 years later).


The kids amused themselves well.



For washroom breaks, we ran into the local restaurant.  Although the place did have a little eau de farm wafting in the air, it was authentic as this place was the real deal and served the ranch hand crowd every day.  According to the nice lady who owns it, the majority of that crowd prefers to come in for a home-cooked breakfast, so this restaurant does brisk business with 70 to 100 people passing through her doors before 10 AM.  We seem to have caught the town on a quiet day since there was a fair on in the next local town and all the regulars were there.  The owner was happy to catch her breath though and this partially explains the ghost-town-like feel we got upon driving into the town.  JB and G played Hallelujah as a duet on the piano available in the entrance.

The homemade pies we took to go from the restaurant were deeee-licious!  We mailed a few postcards and chatted up the post office lady, who (you guessed it!) was also lovely and friendly and loved living in the town.  Good ole googlemaphone helped fill in some blanks to let us know that the town’s claim to fame is that there was a man who could predict the weather based on examining pig spleens!  He was such a unique soul, that he made it onto late night American TV and a character on CBC’s Corner Gas was named after him.  All in all, it was a lovely stop and brief snapshot of this wonderful working cattle town.

But the day is getting on now and we’re kicking it through Alberta.  The views are still gorgeous and the highway goes through all these little bustling towns along the way.  So you have to keep an eye out for when the speed limits change.  Which C happened to miss one as she passed a shiny new RCMP car.  The very nice officer was very forgiving though (as he reduced her ticket substantially) and talkative (as he had plenty of suggestions for us on our trip to the Yukon).  So a bit of a bruise, but it could have been worse!  Off we go again!

And then, all of a sudden, there will hills sneaking into the horizon…


… And then there were foothills in the distance…


… And then, we were into the mountains!

And finally… with three sleeping kids in the back, we pulled into our destination in the dark with wonderful familiar faces to greet us and cold beer waiting for us!  And THAT was a long haul that we were certainly glad to be finished!  ZZzzzzzzzz…

Kids’ Blog – Saskatchewan Science Centre

A review on the Saskatchewan Science Centre, in E-man’s view.

I saw dinosaur at the museum and it had spikes at the back.  It wasn’t real.


It was a very long bike ride there.


He was talking about outer space.  And he launched a rocket and it came back.  He launched it with fire.  The green ballon they lit it and the green balloon blasted!  It was like “BWAGHGHGHGH”!!!!


 (Julia tried to make the sound and said “I can’t make that sound.  I’m too old for it”).

Next Stop… Regina!

We said farewell to Riding Mountain National Park and Manitoba and travelled through the heart of the prairies.  Something went wrong with google maps as we certainly took the less travelled roads.  It was still gorgeous (maybe even more so).


C’s first three-point turn with the trailer when we realized we had missed a turn.


Wes taking care to share sunglasses with his favourite stuffie, Fox.


This time, we decided to take a two day respite from all the camping and pop-up tent setup and take down.  Catch up on a bit of laundry, have some overdue baths, and check out the Honda dealer and RV stores for some parts (we are one part shy of have working brakes on the trailer, which may come in handy in those little hills called the Rockies) We also wanted to work in some site-seeing in the lovely city of Regina.  So we booked an Airbnb, and how lovely it was to stretch out and relax!

Now both G and I have been to Regina separately, and I really like this town!  Gorgeous

The fam actually split up with G and JB having some daddy-daughter time together (learning to play catch as it was!).  DRP, E-man and I grabbed our bikes and headed for … the flats (as opposed to the hills).  The downtown homes are gorgeous and the beautiful canopy of old elm and ash trees providing welcome shade on the streets as we go by.  It was a hot day!


Now this 20-minute bike ride turns out to be a 2 hour bike ride, as it does with kids.  Complete with a stop at the cool Canada Games Wascana Lake park (had it not been so windy, it would have been cool to rent a canoe to paddle on the lake).  Wes was thrilled with his digger (and loathe to part with it!).


Photo courtesy: E-man

We finally made it to our destination: Saskatchewan Science Centre (again free with our Ontario Science Centre – cheers Auntie S!).

There’s a plan hatching here…


We had a lot of fun in this modest-sized but unique centre.  There was a lot of mining- and farming-centric games and such.


I couldn’t get far from my uranium CANDU bundle past (GE Canada made, no less):


And the kids’ favourite was chasing after the yellow balls that they would dump in a hopper somewhere, to be deposited elsewhere, to be “harvested”/collected to be put on a train to be shipped/sold, each time the yellow balls zipping around overhead in clear tubes.  Best E-man quote of the day: “Farming is hard work!”  No truer words were said, I think.  We were there until closing and then played in the musical playground outside with giant metal sheets for making thunder and geeky engineering playground stuff.  We loved it!  But by this time, DRP, E-man and I are pretty tired, and the weather has definitely turned to a windy, grey, cold and spitting with rain.  So we called in the troops and got bailed out by G and JB who picked us up halfway home.  It was nice to cook some home-cooked meals in a decent kitchen, and we filled up on mac and cheese and cupcakes for dessert.

We didn’t hit it this time, but I’d highly recommend visiting the Royal Saskatchewan Museum, walking about the parks and trails around Wascana Lake, as well as grabbing one of the tours at the Saskatchewan Legislative Building (gorgeous old building with marble everywhere and oozing with history).



But beware the mosquitos!  To this time in my life, the mosquitos in Regina are some of the fastest and stealthiest ones in the country!  You can feel them weigh down on your arm as they land.  So you have to move fast!  Hence the bikes!


A lovely two days in Regina before our next big haul – Fernie, BC!

Riding the Trails on Riding Mountain

First off, can I say just how beautiful the prairies are?  Boring? Bah!!!  Horizons that go on forever, beautiful panoramas of golden and green fields and farms that look well kept but frozen in time.


Watching a baby black bear cross the road as we pull into Riding Mountain National Park was definitely a good sign (depending how you look at it).  Yes, we’re in bear country and we have to be more careful with three kids who love to bathe in peanut butter every morning.  But it also means we’re getting into real nature!  And what an awesome national park to do this in – we are loving Riding Mountain NP!  It’s about a two hour drive northwest of Winnipeg, and it is AMAZING!


The quaint town of Wasagaming (meaning “clear water” in Cree) is located inside the national park, and was originally meant to be a Victorian-era holiday playground.  The Swiss craftsman at the turn of the last century really put their talents to work in the buildings throughout.  Some of the locals admit that the town does get busier in the summer, and that June or the fall are the best (and quietest) time to visit.

We followed our noses to an amazing bakery with some of the tastiest sandwiches to rival some of our favourites back home.


To quote Shrek, Wasagaming is like an onion.  You have this humungous national park with a buffalo compound, or hiking trails looking over the lower plains for miles and miles.




Then you peel that layer off for the campground, with it’s awesome treed sites and paved roads for the kids to rip along on their scooters.


DRP may have sustained a few injuries from his high speed escapades on his scooter trying to keep up (or go faster) than his siblings.  He won’t let those hold him back though!


This town/campground is so picturesque, that even the washrooms/showers and water treatment facilities are beautiful log cabins!

Then you peel that layer off, and then there’s the town of Wasagming, with its quaint bakeries, restaurants, visitor’s info centre looking right out of a fairytale (what an awesome place to work!), ice cream stores, a ton of tiny cabins for visitors, and plenty of shops to meander through.



Then you find the gorgeous parkland with bike paths, mini-putt, tennis courts, gazebos, gardens and soaring trees providing much-needed shady spots to rest.



The final layer is the long sandy beach which occupied the kids for hours!  The water was cold, being June, but it was perfect for sandcastles and the water was extremely shallow in areas where the kids chased millions of minnows about, for hours, literally.




We loved our time here (we finally stayed for 2 nights .  Riding Mountain is definitely one of our highlights!

Riding Mountain NP, in Julia’s eyes.

This was a time where I was getting more into an Earth Ranger.  I saw the animals so I wanted to get a picture.  When I got a picture, I felt so much like a real Earth Ranger, because it looked like it was a real animal but it was made out of nature.  They were bisons.


Rolling into Winnipeg and the Prairies

A week into our trip and we said farewell to Ontario, although making several mental notes to our bucket list to come back and explore all that northern Ontario has to offer.  We loved our time there, and will certainly come back to check out the Algoma country to hike, canoe and tour more of it’s beautiful rugged land, including the Ouimet canyon, Potholes Provincial Park, and the quaint towns throughout.  So farewell, Ontario!

And say hello to Manitoba!  The kids started chanting “Winnipeg!  Winnipeg!” that morning (DRP got two out of three syllables correct).  But packing up our site and trailer as well as the large amount of stops for the kids made for a late afternoon arrival.  We haven’t got our routine perfected yet!

You gotta love family.  I mean, who else will hear from you the day before and willingly offer to feed you and let you crash at their place?  It was so good to see all of C’s awesome Winnipeg family, and even get a chance to meet and hold the newest addition to the family!  Apparently, we had so much fun chatting into the wee hours of the morning, that we forgot to take many pictures with everyone.  We’ll blame it on the growler of beer we brought from Kenora and we’ll have to make up for it in August at the big Simons family reunion!  Here’s a glimpse!




On the way out, we did follow our family’s suggestion to check out the Forks – an awesome public space full of restaurants, museums and sites.  At this point, we had gotten off a little slowly from the family headquarters, so had to choose which place to spend a little time with.  The Canadian Museum for Human Rights sounded amazing (and looked cool)…


… but the kids outnumbered us and voted for the Children’s Museum.  Understandable really.



And what an awesome place the Children’s Museum is!  And if you happen to be a member of a Science Centre that’s part of the Canadian Association of Science Centres, then you can get into all of them free or at a discount.  (Thanks to Auntie S for the recommendation!)

Boy did these kids have a blast!



Picture DRP saying “Again!” after each slide.  Yes, that is a psychadelic slide.


The number one hit was the working digger.


But I’ll turn it over to the kids to explain it better.

Winnipeg Children’s Museum, in Julia’s opinion:

“I was playing at the water place, and there’s like this little swirl pool, and when we put a ball in, it would go down and pop out of the hole on the bottom.  The swirl pool would suck it down.  I could hardly get my hand back up out of the swirl pool.”


“In this case, I kept putting balls inside the tubes and they would come out somewhere.  There’s little things you flip to make the balls go to the milk case or elsewhere. The funnest one was to make it go up high by flipping the things back and forth and  would make it go like sideways way up high or to the milk case.  If it went way up high, it would hit you on your head.  But they’re like a little cotton ball so it did not hurt.”


Note how amazing these two have gotten at sharing on this trip.  Brings a tear to your eye, doesn’t it?



Rushing River – A Blast from G’s Past

So the story goes that G and his family would meet their Calgarian cousins and family at the midpoint between Toronto and Calgary.  Which apparently is still in Ontario.  That would place them here at Rushing River, oh about 35 years ago.  So aside from everything looking like a smaller version of it back then, G says it hadn’t changed much at all.  Which meant it was awesome!

DSC_9927.JPGIt also means… cooking a real breakfast!  Steak and eggs…yummmm.


Finally, we were able to stay in a place for TWO nights in a row!  Even the rainy morning couldn’t stop these kids from being outside and playing!  Afterwards, they were soaked and happy.

We met a lovely family from Winnipeg (it seems a lot of Winnipeggers come out to this park right on the Ontario/Manitoba border).  The RV crowd really do help eachother out, and there’s a lot of lending that goes on, such as when the water hookup is too far away, people share an extra hose and such.  I figure you’re already sharing your personal space being so close to eachother, and they can definitely hear our kids playing outside! 😉

The major thing that stands out for me at Rushing River campground is the awesome swimming area.  There are a few beaches with shallow waters, some gentle rapids to look at, and kayaks for rent to take along “the Path of the Paddle” (recently completed Trans Canada Trail connecting Kenora to Thunder Bay for the adventurous… maybe in 10 years with the kids 😉 ).


These kids are brave – it’s colder than it looks!


And just to make sure we’re not roughing it too much, we drove into Kenora. This is an awesome little town, by the way!  I loved it’s feel – small/medium town with a very active downtown with independent small stores, amazing brewery/pub/bottle store called Lake of the Woods with tasty beers, and they even had a massive beer and BBQ festival happening that weekend.  Highly recommend a visit!


Beautiful wildflowers!


DRP’s favourite breakfast “butter” on “bun” (PB on bread).DSC_9970.JPG

Hello Thunder Bay!

By now, we’re realizing that we’ve been going at a pretty fast pace, with packing up, driving every day and setting up each night.  Needless to say, there was grumbling in the ranks, and we were sensing that a mutiny was forming.  We had planned to drive 6 hours today to Rushing River to stay two nights, oh and get our trailer bumper/hitch repaired in Thunder Bay.  I think it was a wise move to make a compromise with the troops and move things around a little bit.

We switched our plan to have a stop in Thunder Bay (a mere 1.5 hours away) and postponed Rushing River.  TB (appears to be the affectionate short form for this city) is where we met possibly the most practical and wonderful welding shop in all of Thunder Bay.  A very competent gentleman at a custom welding shop (Rudnicki Industrial) stopped as he was heading out for lunch and took a look at our sad and broken trailer bumper and hitch receiver.  With minimal words and obvious expertise in metal working, we determined that the “hitch receiver” was actually someone’s aftermarket custom job of two angle irons welded together, and that there was no way that the thin metal bumper channel could support much weight.  Regardless, John assured us “We can help you out”.  So we left our little big trailer with John and off we went.

For good reason, the school boards really advertise the story of Terry Fox to kids.  So when we saw the Terry Fox Monument to mark where his incredible and ambitious run came to an end, we pulled off to take a look.  I think the kids were impressed with someone they see as a hero.


The lookout was gorgeous as well.  This is where Sleeping Giant PP gets it’s name from, if you can tell from the picture.


I’m sure the Finns out there already knew this, but did YOU know that there are huge Finnish roots in Thunder Bay?  There’s even saunas that you can park and enjoy whenever you feel the need to.  So of course we have to pick a Finnish restaurant, which E-man gave the thumbs up to the Finnish pancakes.  And apparently all the kids approved of C’s soup.


Within an hour, we had a call from John saying the trailer was fixed.  They did a nice job fixing it!  They even cut the slots needed for supporting the beds when it’s open.  Big shout out to John and the folks at Rudnicki’s!


Back to the Future! (Crossing time zones)!  But apparently G is tired as he took the picture from the wrong side of the sign. 😉


Until our arrival in Kakabeka Falls!  And early enough to have a fire.  And fires mean roasted marshmellows in the camping version of Pavlov’s dog theory, obviously.


The campsite was small and basic, but the showers were lovely and warm (compared to a chilly shower in Lake Superior PP)!  And the kids are whipping around the paved roads on their scooters and bikes.  Wesley earns himself a warrior wound or two, but keeps on trying to go as fast as his siblings.

By the time breakfast is finished (of those individual-sized boxes of sugary cereal…mmmm… corn pops!), we’re ready to check out these falls, which the google-ma-phone tells me is the second highest falls in Ontario.  They are gorgeous!




An awesome home baked pizza from CJ’s in this lovely small town, and I would rate a stop at Kakabeka Falls in the top five for sure!  There’s even a nice educational centre in the park that looks to have an active summer program (it was closed while we were there).  So add it to your Ontario bucket list!

Here’s your fun fact for the day:

The Legend of Green Mantle is about an Ojibwe chief who upon hearing news of an imminent attack from the Sioux tribe instructs his daughter, Princess Green Mantle, to devise a plan to protect her people. She enters the Sioux camp along the Kaministiquia River and, pretending to be lost, she bargains with them to spare her life if she will bring them to her father’s camp. Placed at the head of the canoe, she instead leads herself and the Sioux warriors over the falls to their deaths, sparing her tribe from the attack. The legend claims that one can see Green Mantle when looking into the mist of Kakabeka Falls, a monument to the princess that gave her life to save her people.  Wow – what a woman!



On the Road Again…

We’re travelling around the top of Lake Superior, another solid 5.5 hour drive (not including the stops).  We’re going through the rest of the quiet Lake Superior park, and into better cell reception areas with quaint towns along the way.  Our plan is to get to Sleeping Giant Provincial Park (just before Thunder Bay) and hopefully see the amazing Canadian version of the Grand Canyon at nearby Ouimet.

So now we’re “On the road again…” (good song, but those are the only lyrics I know).  I wonder if we broke any records… as it was day 3 where it started off with “I’m so bored!  Everything is boring!”.  The kids then discovered the in-vehicle DVD system.  We’re trying to limit the movie times to late afternoon, so the only way to keep their interest this morning was teaching them how to play Battleship.  At 1:11 PM, June 20th, G made his dream come true of saying “you sunk my battleship” to his kids.  A momentous occasion.  Now the game is done, and Dora is on, and we try not to drive off the road when we hear random shouting from the kids of “map!”, “Diegoooo!” and “backpack!”.

The landscape is incredible!  Now I’m coming from the land where my skiing lessons as a kid were held at our beloved mole-hill, Glen Eden.  So my impression of mountains is far from the realities that people in Fernie, BC and Grindewald, CH know well.  But these rolling mountains have breathtaking views of Lake Superior, forested islands, deep valleys, towering cliffs, and gorgeous rocks.  Our morning started shrouded in thick mist (E-man quote: “this is the foggiest fog I’ve ever seen”), and ended in blue sky with the sun making the waters of the Lake Superior shimmer.

When we finally rolled into Sleeping Giant PP, it was very quiet and peaceful.

DSC_9819_edited-2.jpgDSC_9795.JPGThey have great, private lakeside sites that you can drive to.

DSC_9817_edited-1.jpgThat night, Julia was full of wonder at hearing her first loon call.


And nature certainly got up close with us!



We suspect that these animals have been fed a meal or two to be this comfortable near us, which isn’t a good thing.  Try telling that to your 7 year old who just wants to befriend a dear and take it for a ride.

Ratings of the day:

Geoff’s dad jokes: 4/10 – After B4 was called out in battleship, he said “before what”?  And then he laughed.

Soundtrack of the day:  Leonard Cohen – You Wanted it Darker (perfect for driving through misty rolling mountains)

Curiosity of the day: need to better understand #resistance150

Pretty little towns: Terrace Bay – awesome panoramic vista from the homes up on the hill top, good lively town.  Great stopover at Driftwood Restaurant and Imperial Motel – super clean washrooms (change table in womens’) and friendly folks, quick gas, good parking lot for the beast of a vehicle we’re driving/towing.

Onwards to Lake Superior Provincial Park

What a gorgeous drive to Lake Superior!  This trek was supposed to take just over four hours, but I think that we were in awe so many times as we rounded another turn or crested another hill, that it took much longer.  Or it could be that we haven’t quite worked up the stamina yet for days of driving!

We will definitely have to come back to this area of northern Ontario!  It is an absolutely gorgeous coastal drive with huge hills and cliffs.  We were passing through scattered rain squalls at times, which led to beautiful misty hilltops.  The car certainly had to work climbing some of the hills.  Just a warm up for the west coast!  The big city to pass through was Sault Sainte Marie, so we were reminiscing about a fun wedding we attended there for friends a long time ago.  And as a past nuclear-junky, Blind River had a sort of importance for C.  But aside from some of the smaller towns, it starts to get a little bit more remote.

During the drive, we came to a realization.  There’s nothing like being in areas with zero cell coverage to realize how much we are dependent on the ease of technology.  Answers as to what the weather will be like for the next few days and where is the next RV repair centre (LOL – sort of) remain spottily elusive.  So when time ticks down to respond to an Airbnb guest, it can make you start watching those little highway signs like a hawk for hints of ‘Free WiFi’.  In 50 days, I wonder, will we breathe a sigh of relief when we get out of cellular range, or keep craving the pockets of WiFi like addicts?  Needless to say, the GPS in this new-ish, fan-dangled SUV is definitely coming in handy.

Speaking of those highway signs, the first impression of these smaller, less-produced signs that dot the roadside every once in a while is an ‘aww… isn’t that cute!’ with a measure of 6/10 on the hokey scale.  Signs of Agawa Crafts literally every 5 km for 80 km, or of Sunset Motel with ‘Ample Parking’ and ‘Jacuzzi Room!’.  A certain sister in marketing would draft up a much-improved advertising strategy in 12 easy steps.  But a strange thing happens at hour four.  After a while, these modest signs become your friends as you drive along the undisturbed rolling hills, helping to mark the exciting things coming up, and ticking the clicks down as you get closer and closer to the next town.  Eventually, G and I say in unison “Oooooh… Canadian Tire”, something that never elicited that response from us ever before.

Now back to the beauty of this corner of the province.  At Lake Superior Provincial Park, G booked us a site at Agawa Bay campground right on the beach.  This was literally our backyard:DSC_9761_edited-1.jpg

Neighbours told us that the night previous, the windy stormy weather had driven the folks on this site to an inner site half way through the night.  But we were lucky with gorgeous still waters and soft breezes (although a chilly night!).


My first thought when looking at these rocks is the contrast.  There is much more contrast in the colour of the little stones on the shores of Lake Superior than in my beloved Muskoka Canadian Shield rocks – deeper reds and brighter whites, rich black-greens and light pink, veined with green.  There’s even one we dubbed cookies and cream, after one of our favourite ice creams.



Ethan’s rock “golf ball”.


Our first campfire of the trip!  We’re colder than we look. 🙂


And this is the peaceful night that surrounded our tent trailer.  G doing his photography mastery stuff…


And everything is all peaceful, and the kids are asleep… until around 3:30 AM when BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!!!  The liquid propane alarm starts going off.  Now in our sleepy daze, we had no idea what was going on, which alarm was going, or what to do.  We confirmed that the trailer manual was useless (as is normal for trailer manuals, apparently).  We had just used the propane from the trailer for the first time that night (to cook the best spaghetti ever – this may have had to do with being cold and tired around a fire).  And we had forgotten to turn off the propane tank itself.  So we turned off the tank and opened every window to use the frigid night air to air out the non-existent smell of propane, just to be sure.  It went off eventually (and the kids miraculously stayed asleep the entire time).  At a later time, we were reassured that it was because the trailer battery was almost dead and the alarm went off to indicate it was running out of power.  So now we know that our car is in fact not charging our trailer battery…. interesting fact.  We’ll add that as item # 200 on things we’re learning about this trailer.

Until the next WiFi spot…

P.S. – Did anyone else use clicks for kilometers?  An old adage from my dad.


Our First Night in Chutes Provincial Park

After getting our towing and bikes options settled on the Sunday, we had a late start leaving Scarborough (we finally left by 2 pm).  We had a long travel day planned to get to our first stop, so we were certainly going to be setting up the tent camper in the dark.  Once we accepted this fact, it didn’t seem as daunting.  🙂

After stopping for a little fast food dinner in Sudbury, we continued on a little bit more to our first stop at Chutes Provincial Park.  Even though it was set up in the dark, here’s what it looked like first thing in the morning… not bad, eh?  So that’s what our sites will typically look like.

DSC_9698.JPGSo here we are just off the north shore of Georgian Bay. (Still?!?  After all that driving?!?)  Our main draw to Chutes was the beautiful falls and rapids on the Aux Sables River.  So in the morning, after a little bit of cereal and PB&J, we decided to check out the paths that trace along the river.

After all the difficulties it took to actually pack our bikes for this trip, I think we were eager to justify their trouble!  So we got all suited up on our bikes and headed to the trail head, only to find out that bikes weren’t allowed. 😉 . So we parked them and started walking.

DSC_9734.JPGTalk about a lot of nature discovery!


Including tons of these little friends of the kids.  (It was literally a caterpillar infestation).

DSC_9754.JPGJB is hoping to house a little friend here, complete with a freshly torn leafy salad.  There was some discussion about why her little friends could in fact not come along with us for the ride.

DSC_9699.JPGGee didn’t quite mention to me just how close JB was to everything, probably for good reason.




Fun history fact (maybe): the Chutes got it’s name from the fact that the days of the logging industry, when in the winter, the trees would be cut down and dragged on top of the icy river (and each company would brand their name on the end of the log).  Then when the ice melted, the logs would float down the river.  I guess the falls can cause a lot of damage to the trees, so they would build a large wooden chute to ferry the logs safely past the falls to the lower waters.  Now that you’re all humming the log driver’s waltz in your head…


DSC_9726.JPGFinally, we headed back, packed up camp, said goodbye to all our caterpillar friends, and headed into the nearby town of Massey to have a quick bite for lunch.

The very friendly staff and delicious food at the Back Home Bistro was a treat for us!  Chicken tortellini soup and tasty lunch meals were well received by all.  And the folks didn’t seem to mind our slightly rambunctious group.  We even made it on their facebook page. (even in a good way! 😉 )  I would certainly recommend this place for a stop for food. I know you’re not judgemental, but I’m sure you have figured out at this point that we are definitely not ‘roughing it’ too much…yet!

Unfortunately, we were a little slower than we wanted to getting off today, so we missed the highly recommended Potholes Provincial Park, where the water has basically worn potholes into the rock.  Ah well… another time!

Julia quote of the day: “We are going to have so much fun EVERYDAY!”