Sunday, July 31, 2016

rv living - day two

Day Two
Chutes Provincial Park, ON to Neyes Provincial Park, ON
640 km
Depart - 10:30 a.m.  Arrive - 8:45 p.m.

Today is the day we learn two lessons:
1. We take a long time to get going. We wanted to go visit the falls before we left the park and estimated we could get up, eat breakfast, walk to the falls, enjoy, get back to the RV, pack up, and be on the road by 9:00. Hardee har har har. Impossible.
2. If we ever want to enjoy this trip, we need to stop in the middle of the day. Driving long and hard from start to finish is going to destroy every single person in this camper. So we decided to stop when we needed to, and to try to make those stops at fun and interesting places, and to not look at the clock. If this means pulling into our campsite late in the evening, eating supper at a time when we should be sleeping, and going to bed in the middle of the night, then THAT IS FINE. No one is going to arrest us. And no one did. Other campers may have wanted to file noise complaints, but they didn't. At least, not to my knowledge.

And another lesson, but this was learned quickly on the first day of travel, RV travel is no cocktail party. There is no getting up or wandering around or using the bathroom on the go or peacefully nursing your baby. Imagine what it feels like driving in the back of a school bus. Multiply that by a million. Throw some kids on top of you. Bang your forearms against a kitchen table. That is what it feels like. Except for the driver, who enjoys a smooth ride at the front and wonders what his wife is blathering on about when she exclaims, "Slow down!" and "Watch out!" and "Aaaahhh!" and other helpful, backseat driver kinds of things. So now you know... not the choice of travel for those who might suffer from motion sickness (which, on the second day, I was very worried that Annie did).


Clara loves running water. Waterfalls are her dream come true. 

There is a giant baseball in Sault Ste. Marie. We ate lunch beside it and played an unsuccessful game of catch.

Our spontaneous stop for a swim in Lake Superior. Cold, refreshing, giant horseflies, tiny tadpoles. Good stop, good decision. Parents pat themselves on the back and readjust all expectations.

What's this? Oh no big deal. It's just the view of Lake Superior, FROM OUR CAMPSITE.

Canada is hideous, really.

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