9th August 2013

A hitching (post)

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The big day is now behind us. What with the need to pick up new glasses, and install a trailer hitch, and take delivery of the new bicycle, my partner has been anxious. Me, not so much, but I did have to supervise the project. Hence the big wages and job title.

Seriously, all went according to schedule, and we even found time to squeeze in a couple of menu driven meals before returning to the campground to await the rain. Not here, yet.

While the hitch shop was busy hoisting and dropping exhausts and bolting things back together, the dog couldn’t remain in his place of honour. Given the neighbourhood, we went over and stood in front of the nearest Timmy’s (for close to an hour) watching the heavy high speed traffic. Through the drive-thru. That’s an important detail. Heavy on the throttle and order a double-double. Canadian style.

In Morell, I replaced the stash of cinnamon rolls. I did have a bag, but they were dry and in crumbs; not proper for a camping breakfast.  The little bakery had a good selection, and the peanut butter-chocolate cookies were still warm. If our supper choice hadn’t already been set, we’d have cleared that bag out.

Our initial Internet stop at the tourist information office in Souris hit the virtual wall of closing time. Even the devoted, long-term staff want to go home at the end of a long afternoon. That’s why I’m here in the car, typing and rescuing the dog from heavy (but brief) rainfall. He was so surprised by the change in the weather that he didn’t even shake it all off when I returned him to the back seat.

 

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