Without charm in the dark
Enough hesitation. Today, we “packed and parted” from the house, leaving the kitchen sink behind after hesitation. The old saw about having room to fill is true, and every corner has a treasure. Even the dog came with bed and board.
Seriously, we didn’t get away before noon, what with the preparations. Turning off the water and electricity, selectively, depends on the completion of ongoing tasks (think washer and dryer). As well, I wanted to reduce our footprint, so I rolled back the temperatures in the various zone. Got some gas for the grass, and filled one sloppy tire. Put out the garbage. Emptied the fridge: this was a big step, requiring some dietary decisions. I have all the cheese.
And then, the long trek across the “drive through” province. That anti-moose fence might well be a wonder of the world, as we saw no lineups at the numerous “cross frontier” points. Actually, no moose at all, with the exception of a fiberglass statue at one fuel stop. And, we had to come to grips that the large rig, as yet unnamed, likes regular infusions of fuel, at the current price of $1.36/litre. That will increase, as we move inland.
We had no fixed destination, on this first day, and so I proposed going to the train station in “Wolf River”, where I had last visited with my father a half-century before. I recognized the building (no architectural charm, whatsoever). But, the area after dark was also without charm, so we radioed ahead to the kids and told them to leave space in the lane. They did, and we slept like rocks, in spite of the temperature outside that hovered just above freezing. We are early in the travel period: few campgrounds are ready, and few campers want them to be.
