November 22, 2017 – Reflections

A few days before we actually got home, on one of those evenings after settling in. Larry suddenly said to me “on a scale of 1 to 10 what would you give this trip”?

I honestly didn’t really even think about it very long and I said “12”.  He looked at me like “are you nuts”? Before I explained I asked him what his score was, he said “about a 6”.

Then I had to explain why.  Well, we’re both 64, so the very fact that we were actually able to complete this journey was amazing.  We moved around more than we have in awhile.  Climbing over things, around things, taking the kids on literally hundreds of walks; we saw things we will probably never see again and are grateful we did, just one example was Oak Island.  We worked together, and therefore got closer.  We talked and didn’t watch tv.  That is why I gave the score of 12.

Larry was thinking more in terms of how much work the trip was.  We never realized it would be.  Days when we took wrong turns and weren’t sure how we would find our way out.  Days when we only ate once because the weather was bad and the roads were bad and we couldn’t actually find a spot to stop.  So many days when the kids were sick.  Trying to keep a semblance of cleanliness with all the muck.

We agreed that we were both right.  We both agreed that we were happy that we had completed the trip that we had planned so long for.  But we both agreed we were done!

We have been lucky to do a great number of things so far in our lives, living abroad, travelling and even owning property in Arizona.  The motorhome was another such adventure.  Larry had told people along the way on our trip to Newfoundland that this was a bucket list item, and it was true.  We decided to sell the motorhome and try some new adventure.  What that is right now we’re not sure, but it will take time to find the right buyer for her.

We spent approximately two weeks on our return unloading the motorhome and cleaning her up again.  We had our daughter’s convocation and birthday to attend towards the end of October and of course we had to go through a whole book of notes on our trip to go through so that we could complete our blog.

Before our trip we found out that we could stay at Walmarts, we found out that you definitely should ask at each one if you don’t want to relocate at an inopportune time.  We found that most truck stops welcome rvs as well.  But there again there are a few that don’t so be sure to look for signs.  We also learned that most large grocery stores as well as Canadian Tires!  Casinos, I understand also allow overnighting, some of them actually have special areas for them.  We never checked this out, but that would have been fun!

We are so grateful we took the time to get to know the rv before we headed out on our long trip.  So grateful we found out the generator needed replacing while we were still at home and not on the road.  Repairs can be made on the road, but when parts need to be ordered it could take a long time.

It was definitely a trip of a lifetime, but as we sit in our living room with way too much snow already, we are happy to be home!

October 1 – 3, 2017

Day 31

We had a pretty good sleep.  Quiet.  We dumped again.  We’re doing this quite regularly as we never know when we won’t be able to find a dump site, or spend extra time looking for one.  We’re getting closer to home!  The kids are done and so are we, our tempurpedic is calling!

Roads were both good and bad.  We drove from highway 28 to 41 to 2.  We stopped for one more meal in Michigan.  A gas station with a café.  I went in.  There’s the café in the corner.  I check the menu, yes, there’s burgers on the menu.  I noticed that it is a small café, about 6 tables, and there are people at about 4 of them.

I see a man in an apron coming over to me.  He reminded me of someone on tv.  He had teeth missing and shall we say, he was less than pristine.  He asks if I want to order something.  I say “Yes, to take out”.  He motions over to the table area.  It’ll be about 20 minutes, I have to serve all these other people first.  It was a bit amusing, I felt, because there really weren’t that many people to serve in my estimation, but, he may have been on his own and not used to it.  I was willing to wait 20 minutes, and was going to do just that, but he was still there and he again stated he had all these people to serve and then said that there was food in the warming area and motioned over to the counter.

If you’ve ever watched the series “Deadwood”  there is a character, E.B. Farnum.  This is who this gentleman reminded me of.

I did grab a burger and a chicken burger and went back to the rv.  They were actually pretty good.

On to Duluth!  Duluth was weird, construction and a detour, and yes, a wrong turn.  We thought we might be heading up to Canada a little early, towards Manitoba, which we didn’t want to do.  But we found our way back and on the right track.  We then started looking for a place to stop as we had done over 400 miles today!

We found a rest area in a place called Floodwood.  Not a very big area but it would be home for the night.  There was a railroad running along one side and the highway on the other.  To top it off, mother nature was showing herself with heavy wind and rain.  The train went by and blew it’s whistle!  It was very loud.  All in all a busy night!

Day 32

We awoke at 6:30, gone by 7:15.  We’re heading for Minot, tomorrow – Home!

Road has been pretty good, lots of wind though.  We tried to find a place to have lunch, but everything seemed to be on the opposite side of the divided highway.  So we’re having our meagre food in a dilapidated rest stop.

The road is long, straight with not much to look at and then there’s the relentless wind.  Our motorhome is like a wall as the wind hits it and we move through.

For grins I call the Walmart in Minot to see if overnighting is permitted.  we were not going there on a whim this time.  Woo Hoo !  It is!  Our last night in the states should be a good one and we should have no trouble finding food.  Larry is getting tired of driving and just plain tired as am I but tomorrow is home and this keeps us going.

At first I thought the Walmart might be a little difficult to find, but it really wasn’t.  There were other rvs parked there and there was a myriad of restaurants.  We settled on a Village Inn.  This is a family restaurant with good food, including home made pies.  On Wednesdays they even give away free pie!  Alas, it was not Wednesday.  We had a good meal, and also got a 25% discount for seniors; unheard of at 25%!  Larry went over to a place called “Buffalo Wings”  and picked up some wings for lunch the next day.

We went back to the rv to settle for the night.  Tomorrow – Home!

Day 33 – Final day!!!!

There was a semi parked nearby us in the parking lot and he had his generator going all night.  Also, Walmart started cleaning their lot very early in the morning with one of those street sweeper machines.  All in all a very noisy night again and we were eager to get on the road.  It was overcast as we set out before 7:30 am.

Cold, windy and some rain.  No man’s land except for a smattering of small towns.  Larry continued to fight the wind like a warrior!

Border crossing was easy, but we had to pay an exorbitant amount of duty on a few bottles of rum we were sure would cost less getting it in the states.  Not really!  Lesson learned.

Construction followed.  It seemed like we hit every construction area across Canada and then again through the states!  The saving grace was that things were starting to get familiar!  Larry was sure the bad weather would last right until we were at our door.  I checked the weather on my phone and it said that it was at least partly sunny starting Dundurn and totally sunny in Saskatoon.

Larry didn’t believe me because as we trekked along and kept getting closer, there was no sign of this.  Low and behold just like they said, in Dundurn it started getting sunny!  As you can imagine this aided in our excitement!

We arrived home at 4:00 pm.  The kids were so excited!  They were just like kids running through the house checking everything out! By the way, so were we!  The house seemed so big!  After living in a 35 foot motorhome for over a month, the house was gigantic!

We unloaded the things we needed, showered to get the road off of us and spent a quiet evening watching some of the 135 shows that were taped while we were away!

We’re Home!!!!!




September 29 – 30, 2017

Day 29

Up at 7:30 and we had showers in the rv.  Now this may not seem notable, but even though our shower is not as small as I’ve seen rv showers, it is still difficult to maneuver. First, it’s a step up into it and it takes a bit of finesse to get the water temperature just right.  Then it’s somewhat of a ballet to get soap, shampoo, conditioner et al and make sure everything is rinsed.  The water pressure is not like at home, shall we say.  Then remember that step coming out!

After showers Larry went outside to do the tear down, black water dump, etc.  But, the camper next door thought it was a good time to get acquainted and chat.  When Larry is working on the black water he likes a little alone time.  Nevertheless, there he was, having a visit.  Wouldn’t you know it, the sizer flange was in crooked and he had to try and pry it off.  Of course Larry was a little self conscious about this and of course the next door neighbor had to give his thoughts on how best to do it.  This is why we didn’t leave our camp until 10:00!

Traffic was fierce, roads bad, construction and even some rain in and around Cleveland.  Looks like we’ll be stopping after Anarbor.  Stopped actually just before Flint Michigan.  at a truck stop.  Most of the truck stops like this you can stay the night.  We  couldn’t stop around Anarbor because there was too much construction and traffic.  However, this particular truck stop had signs posted “No overnight”.  The rain started falling heavily, so we parked for a bit to see if the rain would stop.  When we drove into the truck stop we noticed a truck parked in a lot across the street, so we decided to check it out.  We noticed another truck there as well as an rv!  So we figured it was ok to park.  It was next to a Coney Island restaurant and had a green space!

Larry went for a walk back to the truck stop and around the restaurant.  He noticed a sign around the restaurant that said “truckers welcome”!  He also mentioned that the store in the truck stop was amazing with all kinds of goodies, souvenirs and liquor!

We had a place and we could spend the night – awesome!

Day 30

We were up at 730 and Larry took the kids out.  He noticed that the one truck was gone and he told me that the other rv would be there for a while, because it had a “For Sale” sign on it.  We had a bit of a laugh over that.

We visited the store, which was interesting and got gas.  They had a McDonald’s attached and so I went in to get us some breakfast sandwiches.  I placed my order, 2 large coffees, 1 sausage mcmuffin meal, no cheese; (we don’t like the American sliced cheese); 1 Egg mcmuffin meal, no cheese (the one with the Canadian bacon).  I was guest #280.  They had a TV screen with the orders being served and the ones in progress.  At this point of course, mine was “in progress”.  I watched, knowing that mine could take a bit longer because it was “a special order”.  (Should it really take longer to leave something off?)  Then they called #281, no biggy.  But then I noticed #280 was gone off the screen!

So the first chance someone was in hearing distance I said “Excuse me”  “Where is my order? It’s not on the screen anymore”  So he goes over, grabs two sandwiches, both with “special order” stickers and 2 hashbrowns.  I take them back to the rv, not very happy.  We sit down to eat.  I open Larry’s sausage Mcmuffin, no cheese, awesome.  I open my egg mcmuffin, no cheese, no meat!  Argh!

We hit the road.

Eventually we stopped for lunch, at a KFC.  Ordered Larry Spicy Big Crunch, fries and 5 hot wings.  For me, 2 piece white meal, with mashed potatoes and coleslaw.  Get back to the RV and opened it up.  Some kind of mini sandwich for Larry, no spicy big crunch, no fries and the wings looked like hell.

Mine, 2 piece white, was one white, one wing.  instant mashed potatoes and green beans!

Our food was lacking today, but the roads started getting better and we stopped a bit early at Marquette at a really nice wooded campground.  There was a pizza hut next door to the campground so we ordered a pizza and some wings and you know, they weren’t half bad!

These days we are focused on returning home.  We could probably have done more sight seeing, but we were becoming exhausted and longed for the familiar.  The kids were doing really well on their food mix of rice, chicken broth and kibble and we continued to give them this, because they seemed so much better.  Even Maggie has settled a bit on the road too.  She is finally able to nap some along the way!

September 27 – 28, 2017

Day 27

We woke early to fog, but no one else had knocked.

Larry stopped for gas before we were to head down the road again, but he was given attitude, because he apparently was “blocking access”!  WTF, we really needed to leave New Hampshire at this point.

The roads were still winding, hilly, steep, so we’re taking longer, but we finally got to Vermont.  So pretty!  The architecture was amazing!  These are 300 year old houses and they are being spruced up with work being done to the outside.  We can only imagine what they are like inside.  They are either white with columns or all brick for the most part.  Buildings you see in gone with the wind, maybe on a smaller scale.

It didn’t take long to go through Vermont, then on to New York.  Same kind of roads.  We hoped to make it to Syracuse , but it’s slow going.  We stopped to look at a place that had hand made Adirondack furniture.  They were amazingly colorful but most were $500 or more!  No sale.  Guess we’ll stick with the plastic ones!

We made it to the I90 and the trip started moving along.  We noticed Truck service road signs and decided that would be the place to stop for the night.  We wound up picking one about 65 miles out of Syracuse.  It had been a long enough day.  We were hoping for showers, dump and water, but didn’t get any of them.  They didn’t even sell power ball tickets!  Huge lot though, lots of trucks but we were the only rv.

Day 28

We woke before the alarm and we were on the road before 8 am.  We got outside Rochester and decided to stop at one of the service  areas to take a break and get gas.

Parked, kids had an outing, Larry a break.  We then moved on to get gas.  I went into the store to see what they had in terms of souvenirs and maybe even a power ball ticket!  They actually had them!  I got a ticket, yet another hat for Larry and a couple of fridge magnets.  I thought it was taking me along time and headed out, thinking Larry would probably be finished and waiting.

Nope, he was still at the gas pump, doing something around the gas tank.  Good, I thought, he’s just finishing up.  Wrong!  The gas cap had broke off in his hand.  He couldn’t get the centre of it out so he could put gas in and when he would get the centre out, we would have no gas cap!  He was not happy!  words were said and the rv was smacked!

After quite a time, and a myriad of tools he finally managed to pry it off, but when it came off it did with force and hit him in the cheek!  OMG!  Caught him and I off guard, I was so concerned about his eyes and glasses, but he was ok.  When the gas cap came off, it was like I was seeing it in slow motion.  What an experience!

Now we had to get another gas cap.  We phone a couple of rv places, one of which I spoke to a lady in parts and told her our situation and she stated “is that a thing?”  Really?  I said “yes, that is a thing.”  I said goodbye.  One of the rv places suggested I check an auto parts store like NAPA.  I called one other, then NAPA.  He said “sure, just bring everything you have and we’ll find you something to fit”!

We hadn’t planned on going into Rochester, but this NAPA was fairly easy to find.  Go Google!  The parts person was true to his word, he not only found something to fit, he actually had a Coachman gas cap!  After a puppy outing and lunch we were on the road again with an easy out and back on I90!

A couple of miles in and traffic was at a standstill.  There was a transport in the ditch.

And so it goes.  Weather, construction, accidents, only allows for about 300 miles a day.

We spent the night in a really pretty campground off 832.  It had a small lake, and not a lot of campers this late in the season.

Larry spent some time cleaning the black water tank.  We had a supper of frozen pizza.  We really have appreciated the small toaster oven we brought along.  We watched a bit of a really good series called “Deadwood” and off to bed.

September 25 – 26, 2017

Day 25 – Calais!

After our morning routine we headed out towards Calais.  We decided to go through the United States going home, hoping that there would be better roads, cheaper gas.

We finally had good roads!  I actually got caught up with my blog notes!

I was a little worried about going through the border, Larry was not.  The reason I was worried was because of all that has been happening with the terror attacks and such, that the security would be tighter.  I had read reviews on-line and there were some very negative.  Saying that they were asked stupid questions, delayed and boarded to check things out.  I was also wondering about the kids.  We had their papers with us, guess I was just be paranoid.

We arrived at the border with no lineup!  Being it was 2:30 in the afternoon, we thought for sure there would be.  The agent asked a few questions that we didn’t feel were weird in any way.  He asked if we had citrus fruit, no; he asked if we had liquor.  He did board, saw a very lived in rv.  He opened the fridge and said “I’m taking the tomatoes”.  We said “sure”.  He then left and said we were good to go – Yay!

Off we went, found the first truck stop to spend the night.  Big truck stop, restaurant and convenience store, gas and a place to stay.

Larry went to the convenience store and for $20 U.S. he bought a nice red and 18 cans of Coors light!  He was a happy camper!  We ate dinner at the restaurant and called it an early night.

Day 26 – Conrad

We had an exceptional night, the kids slept!  They’re doing much better.  Tidied and hit the road!  Highway 9 to Bangor, then I95 south.

The leaves on the trees are unfortunately changing colors in Maine.  The temperatures though aree nearing 30 above.  Apparently it is unusually warm.

We needed propane.  It’s very difficult to find propane in the U.S.  I looked on line and found that some U-Hauls have propane.  There was one in Portsmouth, this is just outside of Boston.  The highway system there was evil looking, and because it was so close to Boston, we were afraid we’d make a wrong turn and wind up in the thick of it, so we carried on.

We made the change to Highway 9, heading to Manchester, called a U-Haul there and they did not have propane.  The next town that had a U-Haul was Conrad, so I called, and they did have it!  It was a little further than we had intended on going but we gained an hour and decided to go to Conrad.

We asked the lady who was getting our propane where we might overnight and she mentioned the Walmart.  She gave us directions.  She said that she had seen rvs there from time to time.  This one had a really large parking lot, but there were lots of signs saying “no overnight parking”.

We figured that since we asked at the last Walmart we stayed at and got information that they did not mind, we’d give it a go.  Just as we parked another rig parked next to us.  Strength in numbers?  Then a semi truck with a load parked, then another rv.  We were confident.

I went into Walmart and bought a few things and we ate dinner.  At around 730 there was a knock on the door.  We were told we could not stay.  We had to go somewhere else.  We went next door to Toys R Us!  They were already closed.

We slept lightly that night and it was hot.  They kids got up for water but not for outside – yay!





September 24, 2017

Day 24 – Oak Island

We woke at about 8 am, we wanted to get a decently early start so that we could take a quick trip back to Peggy’s Cove.  Larry wanted to retrieve a Lobster trap he had seen when we were there last.  Alas, the store was closed, it was Sunday.  I did meet up with a lady that was from Saskatchewan.  She was walking by in front of the store that I was checking out.  She was on a bus tour and was only in Peggy’s Cove for a couple of hours.

We also learned that there were so many people in and around Peggy’s Cove because some cruise ships had been rerouted because of the hurricanes from down south.

So we started on our route to Oak Island.  Larry and I have been watching the show for years and we were excited to actually see it.  The road there continued to wind, but it was very picturesque.

We made it to Oak Island at around 11 am.  We headed down that causeway that you see on the show.  Even that was exciting!  Once there, we noted that there were a lot of cars also arriving.  When we did research about the island we found out that they had walking tours of the island, but that they were sold out for the year.  This must be what was happening.

We parked, and I got the kids out for a walk.  We saw the monument of the men who had died while digging for the treasures, and we took pictures.  Larry was even more mesmerized that I was and he headed into the Interpretive Centre while I stayed out.  The people were milling in the yard, it appeared that they were being put into groups for their tours.

One of the tour guides came out to have a meet and greet with the kids.  It seems he had a dog just like Maggie and he was missing him.  We stood out in the yard for awhile, looking around and also noted a green building and I thought, this must be the “War Room”.

Then Larry came out, he seemed very happy and he had a bag.  I guess he must have bought some stuff, I thought to myself.  When he got up close he grinned, saying that he got his picture taken with Charles Barkhouse!  He showed me the picture, and I could tell he was very excited, as was I!  It seems that he wasn’t actually supposed to be there today, but he had shown up and was going to do a tour.  He had just gone into the Interpretive Centre to use the facilities.  This is when Larry caught up to him and asked to have a picture with him.  Talk about windows of opportunity!!!!  If we had been later or earlier by such a small amount of time, this would not have happened!

Larry and Charles

I then took my turn to go into the Interpretive Centre, noting that Charles Barkhouse was now with the tour.  I went in and, I took purchased a tshirt.

We were indeed happy with our trip to Oak Island!

It was now time to make our way back into Nova Scotia and make our turn toward home.  We had decided the night before that there was no way we wanted to go back toward Halifax and Dartmouth, so we planned a different route back through Truro.  Highway 12 toward Kentville, 103 to Windsor, then Highway 14 to Truro.

The roads were not too bad, but winding and narrow.  It was highway, but rural.  We stopped at a place called “Vittels” on Highway 12 for lunch.  The food was good, we were quite hungry by then.  Then continued on our way.

The roads were bad after this and Larry was of the opinion that in its own way it was just as bad as maneuvering through Halifax and Dartmouth!  We arrived in Truro a little early, at a Walmart and did our evening routine.

It should be noted that Max and Maggie were doing a bit better.  I had bought, gravol and pepto bismal, which you can administer to animals.  I had checked with the Vet before leaving home.  We also were now feeding them rice, chicken and broth, and a little kibble.  They seemed to be doing better with the diet.  We only gave them the gravol and pepto if they really seemed off.  They didn’t like either.  They’d shake their heads when I gave the pepto to them with a medicine syringe.  Max had a pink beard for a few days and Maggie had some on her head!

Tomorrow we would be making the turn west at Moncton!






September 22 – 23, 2017

Day 22 – 23 – Peggy’s Cove and Indian Harbour

We awoke to a very pretty day.  Worked our routine.  Before we left the mall area I decided to go and have a look at this Michael’s.  I do crochet beaded bracelets and have been looking for different pieces than what I can find in Saskatoon.  Was quite disappointed, left after just a few minutes and Larry had moved the rv over to Michael’s to pick me up.  We then headed out, the way we thought Taff had told us about the evening before.

We made our first wrong turn, not far away, thought we had corrected it and headed into – you guessed it – construction, narrow streets and totally lost.

Larry spotted a gas station and decided to stop there to get gas and a map.  While he was getting gas, I took the kids out for a brief outing and when I brought them back I noted that Larry was talking to another man also getting gas.  This of course is not unusual and so I went into the store to ask for a map.  I told the lady at the counter that we were lost and where we wanted to go and she started photocopying a map they had and ripping it up and photocopying more.  We also had to get through Halifax, which is connected to Dartmouth by bridges.

As we were deep into conversation about how to get out of the construction site, the gentleman Larry had been talking to came in to pay for his gas.  I’m going to call this man Eric.  He was very friendly and just looking at him, and speaking to him for such a short while, Larry and I both felt and “intelligence”.  He was about late 40’s, long grey ponytail and wearing work clothes.  He also drove a Mercedes and was getting it washed.

He asked the lady what directions she had been giving me, he said “no”, that would be hard with the rv.  He then started drawing a map.  Finally after much discussion and map drawing, he said for us to wait and he would take us to the “New Bridge”, that he was already going this way.

Larry had appeared by now and we thanked Eric profusely.  The garage was almost completely surrounded by construction, there was only one entry/exit and vehicles were constantly moving in and out.  Larry did one of his magic tricks, turning an almost 35′ rv around in amongst parked vehicles, pumps and vehicles coming in and out!  It never ceases to amaze me.  Not long after we had completed the feat, Eric came along and we began to follow him.  He took us out of the construction, through narrow streets and finally to the bridge.  We had the instructions he had written to take us beyond.

Now you’d think that would be it, but no.  Eric had forgotten, or we missed one little woopty do, and you guessed it, we were going in the wrong direction.  We were not seeing any of the markers he told us to look for.

I then remembered sign we passed as we were coming off of the bridge, and I felt I remembered a mention by Eric, though it was not on the map.  I thought this might be it, so we turned around and went back, made the woopty do and saw the first marker, a Super Store.  Larry wanted to double check and so we stopped into the Super Store gas station.  I was to go out and ask someone.

Well I went out and looked around.  There were about 6 pumping stations lined up and at the end, the kiosk where you pay.  I thought about going to the kiosk, but traditionally, the people don’t always have knowledge of maps and such.  So my eyes darted from the first pump, and, yes, I guess I was profiling.  I was determining in my mind who might know.  Just running my intuition around if you will.  I knew none of these people would be here very long.  The first pump, no.  the 2nd pump – grey haired gentleman with large black truck – bingo!

I went over and asked if this was the right direction to go to Highway 103.  He said yes, but that you have to go to the 102 first.  Ok, this was a bit of information missing as well.  So I was about to leave it at that, happy in the knowledge that we were at least going in the right direction, when the gentleman – I’m going to call him “Rick”, said, I’m going that way, I just have to pay, if you want to wait.  So wait we did!

He came over to the rv and continued to ask where we were headed, we told him “Peggy’s Cove”.  He then said “I live around there, just follow me.  It was indeed not so straight forward.  This kind gentleman took us through all kinds of twists and turns and switchbacks.  When traffic was such that the rv, couldn’t quite keep up, he pulled over and waited for us.

We started seeing signs for Peggy’s Cove, and after this, when we lost Rick in the distance, we were confident we were on the right road!

“But for the kindness of strangers”.  We wished that somehow we could have thanked these two gentlemen, but of course we couldn’t.  Without them we still might be going around in circles, or just said ” to hell with it” and not even gotten to our destination. We were utterly grateful.

After a lot of winding roads, we made it!

We parked in a parking lot and took the kids out to the most beautiful fishing village!  The ocean was amazing!  We stopped at a bench and took a few minutes to watch the waves crashing in.  We took some pictures and videos.  We meandered through the village with the kids, looking at shops and houses and tons of people doing the exact same thing.

Near the top, we noticed a large building that housed a restaurant and what looked like another parking lot.  Larry decided to walk back to the rv in the hopes of bringing it up to this other parking lot, and we could have lunch.  We were getting quite hungry by now.

While I was waiting, I went out to this area where I could see the lighthouse and took pictures.  I continued walking over to the parking lot where Larry would come.  The Kids and I waited.  Then we saw the rv coming up the winding hill.  He went around into the lot and then started coming out again.  I went over and asked what was up and he said the lot was just for tour buses.

Earlier, I had checked on google as to where there might be dump sites.  Larry had said it was time to dump.  Seems that the smell that I had been smelling for at least 24 hours, was our black water!  OMG  I thought, everyone, including the two gentlemen who helped us, as well as our friends in Dartmouth could smell this!  I was appalled, it wasn’t my imagination after all!

There was a dump site a little further up at “Indian Harbour”.  We decided to drive there and check it out.  It was only about 5 km further on and so we went.  Found that it was an ocean side camp area.  Just beautiful!  We decided to stay for an extra night.  Since it was the end of the season, the owner offered us a campsite that was about 10 feet from the ocean.  There was one other campsite there, but it was seasonal and the seasonal people had pulled out.  He wasn’t going to rent it out, so we in fact would have 2 campsites.

We waited at the site while Larry dumped.  The only draw back about the ocean site was that it didn’t have it’s own dumpsite.  We could see him working and finally he drove up to the site.  After settling in a bit he told me that the reason we were getting the smell from the black water was that the hoses had gotten tangled and were leaking!  He thought maybe from the rough road.  Oh my, well what can I say?  He had quite a mess to clean up!

The campsite was amazing.  We could hear the waves, see the tide coming in.  There was a lighthouse in the distance.  We even watched a beautiful sunset that evening!.  The kids were able to settle in as well.  They enjoyed the extra room to run around.

The owners were so friendly.  An elderly lady named “Kay”  introduced herself when I went to the office.  Very sweet.  Seems she and her husband had been in this spot for 55 years.  Her husband was a fisherman and she was originally from southern Saskatchewan!  She was apparently 96.  It appeared that her children had now taken over.

We were exhausted, but fell asleep listening to the ocean.

indian harbour campsite

After a decent sleep we awoke to a bit of rain and mist.  We spent the morning coming alive, cleaning up, taking the kids out, showering in, shall we say “rustic” showers.

We spent a peaceful afternoon.  We noticed that there was a restaurant on the highway, right across from the campground and decided we would check it out for our supper.  We walked over about about 5 pm – closed, to be opened again the next day.  We’d be gone – darn.

We walked back and at this point realized that the power was out.  Thankfully we had our generator.  I put together a dinner which we enjoyed eating alfresco.  While cooking, a lady came over and told us that the power was out due to an accident and would be out for a minimum of 3 hours.  Turns out that it did not come back on until 1130!

Because we had such a nice large area, people would walk along the ocean, and of course in the extra spot.  This would have been ok, but some people do not believe in the etiquette of just thinking about walking in front of our campsite.  Also they had dogs as well, and failed to pick up after them.

There’s nothing like cleaning up after someone else’s dog.  Believe it or not I could tell the difference as well!

We again went to sleep listening to the ocean for this our second and last night here.  It was another part of the trip we would not forget!