Well, so much for a relaxing Labour Day weekend camping in the mountains! Last Saturday night, just as our camper's propane tank ran out, the park warden came around to let us know that snow was forecast for the night (August 30/31!!!). So, without our camper's little furnace to take the edge off, we (the grown ups at least -- the kids were apparently warm enough) shivered through a fairly sleepless night and were summoned out of our eventual brief sleep by "Mommy, Daddy, it SNOWED!!!! It SNOWED!!!!"
It was 32F in the camper when we woke up. Nice. And the kids thought it was great until P inadvertently (well, I'm not positive about that adverb actually) stepped in a giant puddle (in his canvas sneakers) up to his shins. Hmm ... useful life lesson for surviving the winter in Canada: it HURTS LIKE HELL when you get wet and it's freezing outside!
So, we, with our wimpy California blood ... packed it in and came home a day early. Oh well. Apparently we'll try again in the spring ... like next June???
Please think of us when the sun is shining and it is warm and toasty there (or even mild, for that matter!). Tomorrow the daytime temperature is not supposed to get above 53F (with rain too - yippee!) And it's only Sept. 3!
ps -- P's shiner is due to a well-placed mosquito bite ... who knew THAT could happen?!?
