Back in the USA!

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View from the picnic table in our campsite in New York. Those are mountains in the distance and a small lake about mid-picture.

We are back!  The first thing I did was turn on the data to my cell phone.  The world is now at my finger tips! Then, we drove to a truck stop, pulled into the truck gas pump, and filled up both tanks.  Aaah.

The weather is wonderful.  It’s somewhat tempting to hang out in New York until the temperature drops in Florida, but I miss home and my friends and I’m looking forward to getting back.

We have some random thoughts we want to post.  We missed these in our last posts.

When we were standing in the parking lot at Peggy’s Cove, Dart started growling and barking at a tiger that was painted on a nearby RV.  He never did calm down around the tiger.  I guess he’s not fond of tigers.

When we were in Riviere-du-Loup and returning from an evening stroll along the water, a 14,000 volt fuse blew on the power pole near us.  It was very loud and scared the heck out of Dart.  These types of fuses are made with an explosive powder inside and when overheated explode to break the connection.  The volume of this explosion is louder than a shotgun but slightly quieter than the percussion explosions of a fireworks display.  I’m surprised Dart let me walk him by the water again the next morning.

While in Riviere-du-Loup, we attempted to do a hike through a marsh.  What were we thinking?  We were looking for birds, instead we found more insects in one section of trail than all the flying insects we have ever seen in our entire life.  They looked like mosquitos but they did not land on us.  If they did, our bones and skin would be lying on the trail.  I returned to the car, but Regis was so fascinated by seeing so many insects at the same time, he risked his life by staying longer to observe the phenomenon.

Regis noticed that we have not stayed in a single campground where someone’s car alarm didn’t go off.  Now, every time we arrive in a campground, he waits for it.  As soon as it happens, he yells.  This is another thing Dart does not appreciate.

Our last campground in Canada required us to wear wrist bands.  I do not like wrist bands.  I hated it.  I was happy to cut it off the morning we left.   This campground had some highlights and some downers.  Let’s start with the bad stuff.  We have been camping all of our lives and never had someone’s campfire seriously interfere with our experience.  Our neighbors built a campfire one night that was very smoky.  The smoke filled our RV.  If Regis had not removed the batteries to the smoke alarm, it would have gone off.  We had to close all the windows.  (The batteries we removed because the smoke alarm keeps going off when we cook.)  The next night, the other neighbors built a campfire and smoldered it for a long time with something other than wood.  Regis thinks it was cardboard.  Whatever it was, it smelled awful and made me nauseous.  I could even taste it, which is weird.  Two nights in a row we had bad campfire experiences with our neighbors but haven’t had that happen to us in too many years to count.

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The oldest bridge in Ontario.

The good part of our stay was that one night someone walked to the edge of the campground and started playing bagpipes.  It was awesome.  It’s the first time I saw someone play bagpipes that wasn’t wearing a kilt.  The next night, a camping neighbor started playing the guitar and singing.  I loved it.

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Yard art on a trip through Leeds and the Thousand Islands in Canada.

We loved our trip through Canada.  It is a great country with wonderful people.  But, we are happy to return to the U.S.  In a future trip, we plan to go to Banff and Jasper National Parks.

Regis went grocery stopping after we set up our campsite in the U.S.  He said he knew he was back in the U.S. because there was 50 feet of mustard choices in the grocery store.  (Yes, he exaggerated, but you get the point.)

We are staying where we are staying because I plan to visit April the Giraffe and her baby and friends.  If you don’t know who she is, where have you been?  Google it!