Canada Day Getaway (part 3)

Happy Canada Day!  OK fine, I’m late.  But it’s the thought that counts.

No better way to start a holiday Sunday than with hot coffee, a hot shower, and breakfast made by the whole crew.  Please ignore the amount of butter and carbs on this plate. :)

We could hear music and clapping from our campsite so Chibi and I took a walk around the corner to check it out.  The prep area for Parksville’s Canada Day parade was right behind our fence.  How festive!

After breakfast we took a drive into town to check out the mini-golf center.  Being a holiday, the place looked to be overrun with small children so we turned the truck around and headed to Rathtrevor Beach with our dogs instead.

This time of year the main beach is anti-dog but it’s a HUGE beach so we found a section we had all to ourselves and let the brood do some running.  (shhhhh….don’t tell!)

I spent my time enjoying the dogs frolicking and looking for interesting shells on the shoreline.  When I was a kid I would spend hours stomping on bull kelp and looking for sand dollars.  It’s still easily a favourite past time.

Sadly no sand dollars to bring home from this trip, but what’s this crazy shell/carcass/prehistoric sea creature we found?

After letting an amazing kite flyer tease Burl we headed back to camp.

But not without stopping for ice cream!  Tiger Tiger for the win.

Back at camp Michael cooked up a roast on the BBQ while we visited with the rest of our crew.  Monday morning then came too soon and it was time to pack up and head for home.

Our host dragged his motorcycle behind the motorcoach all that way and never even got to unload it.  Bad weather, bad! 

I’m not sure I can ever go back to regular camping ever again.  Someone needs to install a memory foam queen size bed and full indoor bathroom in my tent STAT.

Canada Day Getaway (part 2)

On Friday morning, after our greasy spoon breakfast and a stop at the supermarket for giant steaks and too many potatoes we were back on the road again.  This time we backtracked back to Parksville, where the weather was predicted to be better, and set up camp for the rest of the weekend.

The weather didn’t cooperate right away so there was a lot of just hanging out.  Crib and old school novels anyone?

Friday night the rest of our group arrived, the drinking commenced, steaks were barbecued and we managed to remain relatively dry.

Saturday morning didn’t look much better but after a few hours of lounging around the sun finally showed itself so Michael and I borrowed a vehicle and took our doggies to Parksville Beach.

The dogs were happy to have something other than lay about the motorcoach to do and I was happy to do something ‘vacationy’.  It’s amazing how a patch of sun and a beautiful view can totally turn a day around.

Back at the apartment campsite the weather turned a little grey again so we visited, we drank, we lounged some more, and I took on the task of making a comforting spaghetti dinner for the four of us.  And in typical rock star fashion we were in bed by 11pm.  Vacations are for sleepin’!