Today was a pretty long day for us! We arrived at the Canadian Border around 4pm. The Border Patrol Agent took our passports and grilled us with lots of questions. The one question that stands out is: “Are you carrying any alcoholic beverages?” We thought they were going to confiscate our two newly purchased six packs of beer, but after Kevin told him we had some beer, he asked if we had more than two flats. Since we didn’t know what flats were, we said no and he waved us on through. We didn’t lose the beer, or the wine, or the Scotch…oops, forgot to mention that at the border. After about 50 kilometers of driving we got our first glimps of the Canandian Rocky’s. Impressive! The rivers began to take on a milky blue look. We found out that the milky look comes from the silt loosened by glacier water as it melts and runs into the rivers. Around 7pm we pulled into Dutch Creek, an RV/campground with free internet, laundry, and showers. We didn’t care so much about the laundry or showers since we h
ad just left Mary and David’s, but we did care about the internet since we had a lot of catching up to do on our blog.
After taking 2 trips around the loop to eye-ball everyone in the camp, we decided on #14, a spot tucked in near the back of the cul-de-sac that looked very quiet and peaceful. After careful inspection of the young couple in the neighboring site, we noted that they had no children, radios, or ATVs and therefore, we might have a calm, peaceful night. We set up the tent, moved all the sleeping bags, etc. into the tent and then Kevin cooked dinner. When we camp, Kevin seems to do most of the cooking...too bad this doesn't seem to happen at home. Kevin cooked up two filet mignon steaks with rice and tomato. It was so delicious! Once he had finished washing the dishes (another perk of camping with him), we headed over to the laundry room/internet hook up to work on the blog. Just as we were about to reach the room, we saw a couple approaching from the other direction carrying a laptop. They were headed toward the only internet hookup in camp! So, we quic
kly went into double step walking and reached the door five steps ahead of them. Sad but true, we wanted to be sure we were able to work on the blog and would go to any means to be able to do so even if it meant cutting off other campers. They turned slowly and sadly, and walked back to their campsite. You snooze, you loose! Although it was nice to be able to connect to the internet, we had to keep getting up out of our chairs to activate the motion sensitive lights in the laundry room. The lights went off about every 5 minutes.
We finished our blog entry sometime around 11pm and headed back to camp. We were tired and went straight to bed. Within a few minutes we realized we had a neighbor a short distance away who was ready to party. They cranked up their music while someone in their group proceeded to bounce a basketball on the asphalt over and over again. It sounded as if someone was standi
ng right in front of our campsite. We heard what sounded like a fight break out and the music was turned down. It sounded like another camp guest decided to take the law into their own hands and confront the noisemaking offenders. It seemed to work! We fell asleep after an hour or so. This is when the tent attack took place. Janet bolted upright out of a sound sleep as Kevin seemed to fight with a vicious attacking animal trying to rip open our tent. We were in a fight for our lives, and it was at this point that Janet caught an elbow in the eyebrow. Janet let out a loud scream, sure that the attacking animal was now in our tent and we were about to be eaten alive. This same morning we had watched TV at the Spraktes h
ouse and heard about three separate bear attacks where people had lost their lives, and when we checked into this campground, the literature we were given confirmed that bears were in the vicinity and we should take precautions with our food, etc. So here we were in the middle of the night defending our lives against a vicious bear attack. After some screaming and rustling around, Kevin realized that he was punching nothing more than the rain guard being whipped against the tent entrance from the strong wind outside. We both started laughing at our phantom bear attack; relieved that it wasn’t really a bear after all. We didn’t get much sleep after that but we made it through the night. Not sure what really got into Kevin…maybe it was the wild mushrooms he had with dinner. :-)
p.s. Does anyone need a tent with a few holes punched in it? Gets good airflow.
ad just left Mary and David’s, but we did care about the internet since we had a lot of catching up to do on our blog.After taking 2 trips around the loop to eye-ball everyone in the camp, we decided on #14, a spot tucked in near the back of the cul-de-sac that looked very quiet and peaceful. After careful inspection of the young couple in the neighboring site, we noted that they had no children, radios, or ATVs and therefore, we might have a calm, peaceful night. We set up the tent, moved all the sleeping bags, etc. into the tent and then Kevin cooked dinner. When we camp, Kevin seems to do most of the cooking...too bad this doesn't seem to happen at home. Kevin cooked up two filet mignon steaks with rice and tomato. It was so delicious! Once he had finished washing the dishes (another perk of camping with him), we headed over to the laundry room/internet hook up to work on the blog. Just as we were about to reach the room, we saw a couple approaching from the other direction carrying a laptop. They were headed toward the only internet hookup in camp! So, we quic
kly went into double step walking and reached the door five steps ahead of them. Sad but true, we wanted to be sure we were able to work on the blog and would go to any means to be able to do so even if it meant cutting off other campers. They turned slowly and sadly, and walked back to their campsite. You snooze, you loose! Although it was nice to be able to connect to the internet, we had to keep getting up out of our chairs to activate the motion sensitive lights in the laundry room. The lights went off about every 5 minutes.We finished our blog entry sometime around 11pm and headed back to camp. We were tired and went straight to bed. Within a few minutes we realized we had a neighbor a short distance away who was ready to party. They cranked up their music while someone in their group proceeded to bounce a basketball on the asphalt over and over again. It sounded as if someone was standi
ng right in front of our campsite. We heard what sounded like a fight break out and the music was turned down. It sounded like another camp guest decided to take the law into their own hands and confront the noisemaking offenders. It seemed to work! We fell asleep after an hour or so. This is when the tent attack took place. Janet bolted upright out of a sound sleep as Kevin seemed to fight with a vicious attacking animal trying to rip open our tent. We were in a fight for our lives, and it was at this point that Janet caught an elbow in the eyebrow. Janet let out a loud scream, sure that the attacking animal was now in our tent and we were about to be eaten alive. This same morning we had watched TV at the Spraktes h
ouse and heard about three separate bear attacks where people had lost their lives, and when we checked into this campground, the literature we were given confirmed that bears were in the vicinity and we should take precautions with our food, etc. So here we were in the middle of the night defending our lives against a vicious bear attack. After some screaming and rustling around, Kevin realized that he was punching nothing more than the rain guard being whipped against the tent entrance from the strong wind outside. We both started laughing at our phantom bear attack; relieved that it wasn’t really a bear after all. We didn’t get much sleep after that but we made it through the night. Not sure what really got into Kevin…maybe it was the wild mushrooms he had with dinner. :-)
p.s. Does anyone need a tent with a few holes punched in it? Gets good airflow.
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