As we were getting ready to leave the park this morning, Cliff spotted a Mountain Bluebird in front of us. What a beautiful sight. This was my first sighting of this species. We left the park at 8:00 o’clock after having showers at the park facilities and then breakfast in the RV.
We have gone through areas that were covered with new snow to having it hitting the windshield and wondering how long it would be before we had the genuine product hitting us. It got better the farther north we went.
We discovered that the Canadian health system is partially paid for by a sin tax on liquor. Gas for your car is cheaper but who’d want to drink it?
After my meltdown yesterday, Cliff has prepared a critical path method for us for the next five or six days with RV parks with WiFi. I love him for taking care of that.
We saw two bears at different places along the roadway. They both looked at us like we were tourists and waited for the flash of the blubs.
I looked up from the computer a few minutes ago and saw a mule deer walking down the path in front of the RV in the park. I would have engaged her in conversation but she seemed shy. More so than the cat last night.
We are in a very nice park In Hudson’s Hope. and the owner/operators are so helpful. You have to love Canadians even if they are on the extremely mysterious metric system.
While we were at the gas station a few miles back, there was a guy who got out of his car in front of me who had on an FSU sweatshirt. I resisted the urge to yell out of the window, “Go, Noles.” Okay, not really.
We still haven’t figured out how to convert liters of gas to gallons per mile. I don’t know how you can live under these trying mathematical circumstances. It’s just too much for me to think about….
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