The week’s action really began on Tuesday. We, along with Tim, Andi, Charlotte and Oliver, were headed to see the Vancouver Canucks take on the visiting San Jose Sharks
Following the car, ferry and bus rides to get us to the hotel we had an early dinner
Then it was off to see the teams warm up and play. Sadly, our Canucks came out on the losing end, but we enjoyed ourselves anyway. Oliver would not accept that if the Canucks had invited me to play for them, they might have won! We said goodbye to friends and crashed at the hotel.
Next morning we were in good time to catch the ferry home. The weather and scenery were spectacular.
As the weather was so good, we crashed on deck in the sunshine.
I put Oliver’s cap on the deck in front of me and by the end of the trip I had $20.00 in it! (I lie again!)
It was a good ride home up the island thanks to our chauffeur Timothy. We got there about dinner time and after eating, Cynthia and I set about prepping for phase two of the expeditions, our camping trip with Charlotte and Oliver! We got Rosie the RV packed and readied.
Mid morning on Thursday we picked up the Munchkins and headed off. There were no tears which surprised me as I thought Tim would be sad to see his Mum and Dad leaving. We set off on our intrepid trip to Salmon Point RV park, a massive 30 minute drive north of us. For those who haven’t visited us, see the map below, which will mean absolutely nothing to you)
The troops pitched in to get Rosie settled on her site. Then, after a 6Km hike to the store to get peanut butter, a jaunt organised by Field Marshal Cynthia, it was dinner time. I was knackered!
Many people might think I took this picture but I was in bed recovering from the hike and a kindly neighbour took it. (I lie!) Take note of the empty camp sites through the window. They appear later in this intriguing saga.
We played cards and Pictionary until much later than we should have but eventually we all hit the sack. The site was quiet and peaceful and we all slept quite well considering it was our first night in the new beds.
Day two was a glorious event weather-wise. The kids joined us in activities, and devised many of their own, including hurdle races over those camp site logs I mentioned 300 pages ago. Oliver and I had a frisbee long distance throwing contest, while Cynthia went with the kids to the beach to chuck rocks…hopefully not at each other. We read for hours, ate well (thank you Cynthia), played more games in and out of the camper, and ended up with screams of laughter after dinner as we played more cards, dominos etc…you get the idea.
The journey home today, Saturday, was thankfully uneventful.
It was a brilliant week. All it needed to be absolutely complete, was for Ben and Josée to have been with us too, but maybe they’ll be able to get away next time. If the family enjoyed it half as much as Cynthia and myself, then they had a good time too!
‘Bye for now and God bless.