Spending a Day in the Fall Colors

We packed up the RV’s and got out as early as possible to start up the hill to the campground that we love, Intake 2. The road is a little steep but not very curvy so driving isn’t a bad drive and we made it in good time to the campground.

We tried to camp next to Kim but couldn’t fit into the site next to her. It didn’t matter as there was only one other camper and that one was off to the side. This campground is small and campsites are not easy to get into with our RV so it was nice that the campground was empty.

We dropped our RV, packed up a picnic and all jammed into our truck. We retraced our steps from September 22^nd.

1^st stop was North Lake and the leaves were beautiful. Kim and Zaya walked along the road between the trees while Jasper scampered on the rocks. I shot photos and Dale explored.

North Lake fall colors

From North Lake, we went to Lake Sabrina. The trees were changing and beautiful. The grandkids went down to the water to explore while I shot more photos. I got a photo of Dale and I sitting on a rock by the lake. I’d taken a photo like this several years ago with our faithful Twinkle, this time it was just the two of us.

Lake Sabrina

The last stop was South Lake and like 1 month ago we took our picnic to our private spot. We had a little different food including a fabulous potato salad that Kim had made. I tried to control myself but alas, finished it off.

A picnic at South Lake

We stopped at a couple other spots including the lake at Intake 2. Every place we stopped was so beautiful.

The following morning, we started home but had a couple of stops, 1^st Schat’s for snacks and then Copper Top for the best BBQ ribs this side of Memphis!

1 more stop at Schat's

We sent Kim on her way north while we headed south for home, 1 month after starting out. We were stuffed and happy!

Bishop For An Overnight

When we were in the Sierra’s we decided that 2 friends, Dolly Hei and Kim Bergman, should join us in that area after we finished in Oregon. We’d planned to go home, pick up our friends and go to the Sierra’s as the trees would likely be changing and we were sure that it would be nice for them to experience one of our favorite places.

As it turned out, one friend, Dolly, couldn’t make it but Kim could. Kim and I decided that she would drive north from her house and Dale and I would drive south from Oregon, meeting up in Bishop. Kim bought her own little trailer a couple of years ago so it was fun to meet up and camp with someone we know. This is something we never get to do as we do not know anyone else who camps like we do.

Our son had called while we were driving from Oregon City and the 3 of us decided that it would be easier for his 2 kids to be with us rather than with him while he worked. He would be heading north on Hwy 395 and we would be heading south, making it easy to meet up somewhere north of Reno. We found a parking lot at the firehouse in metropolitan Likely! Hopefully, you can locate this city on Google Maps. Nate could not miss us.

On Monday morning we got up fairly early as we had a long drive to Bishop. We planned to meet Kim close to 2pm, in time to eat lunch. It was another 7-hour drive for us.

We met Kim at the Visitor’s Center parking lot, there is RV parking behind the center, and the parking is within walking distance to Schat’s and the Holy Smoke. Our favorite BBQ, Copper Top is closed on Monday’s, hence we had to have a meal at our next favorite, Holy Smoke.

After a huge meal at Holy Smoke of ribs, brisket, and pulled pork, we walked across the street to Schat’s. We’d kept the Schat’s as a surprise for the kids. They were in wonder at all the cookies, treats, and ice cream. Jasper (4-years-old) ordered ice cream but then wished he had the dino cookie as well. Kim also found several items to decide between, we bought enough to eat something for then and a little something for Tuesday.

With stuffed stomachs, we then realized that it was a little late to start up into the mountains and still set up our camp. We went to one nearby campground but they only had 2 sites for that night. We went to the 2^nd campground and the situation was the same. We went back to the 1^st campground, got our sites and set up. By then it was dark but we were not hungry for dinner so just had some wine and then bed.

A Week of Play With Grandkids

Clayton and Jen had asked for us to return to Oregon after our stay in Canada so that we could help with kids for a week. We needed to arrive in time to take our grandson to an ice-skating birthday party on Sunday.

We left Canada on Saturday morning so we could visit Dale’s cousin in Seattle. Of course, U.S. Immigration didn’t like some of our food, after I’d carefully gone thru the list of permitted food on the Homeland Security website. Crazy!!! The immigration officer said that we could not rely on the permitted items on the website, and we were given more current information. We decided that we will not bring any fresh veggies or meat across again. It is just too much hassle.

We made it to Seattle by early afternoon and after visiting our cousins we picked up food. It was a great find, we went to the little local Chinese restaurant and found that they made everything in a gluten-free version. We ordered everything gluten-free so that we could share.

After a night in the last Washington rest-stop before Oregon, we made it to Milo McIver State Park. We couldn’t stay in the local county park because we were not going to stay in the RV every night. 

We got to the park and were told that we could only camp until Friday, as the park was full for the weekend. The ranger gave us a list of available campsites and we grabbed the 1^st one. We dropped the RV, grabbed our clothes (everything was dirty), and left for our kids’ house.

It was only with minutes to spare that we arrived to pick up Fynn. Fynn got his stuff, we got the address to the ice-skating rink and we were on our way.

The week was jam-packed with activity; taking care of the babies, making meals, getting big kids off to school and back, taking them to their various activities. But watching the babies participate in gymnastics, playing games with big kids and things like jumping on the trampoline was lots of fun. Dale taught Fynn to play chess, we played lots of Mexican Train and Uno.

The big kids had a school holiday on Thurs and Fri. We took them to our RV and spent Thursday night camping. They had great fun running on the trails in the campground.

On Friday morning we packed up the RV and drove the county campground near Clayton and Jen’s house. We left a forest for a crowded campground. We were happy to be close to the house but sad to leave the beautiful state park.

The kids wanted and we promised to take them to the pumpkin patch, they wanted to go thru the corn maze, eat roasted corn, ride the train, eat honey sticks and drink a milkshake. On Thursday we only had time to walk the maze so we promised to go back on Friday. On Friday we stayed and played, doing everything except eating roasted corn. We had to go back on Saturday for the roasted corn. There we found the best gluten-free apple pie that we have ever had. Unfortunately, there was no apple pie left by Saturday. Alas.

 

On Sunday, we had breakfast then packed up the remaining things and headed on down the road.

Exploring the Whistler Area

We stopped in Squamish for our usual coffee and gluten-free brownies, then, moved on up to an RV park closer to Whistler. This RV park is located on the side of a hill and we love the sites that look over the valley.

Coffee and brownies at the coffee shop inside the Visitor's Center

We spent the next 3 days hiking new trails and visiting the Whistler Village. The leaves were changing and a chill was in the air. One day it was snowing on top of the mountain, we had visions of skiing.

While walking in the village around we found a store “Ecologyst” with clothing made from organic fabrics and most everything made in Canada. Unfortunately, we hadn’t planned to buy a new wardrobe so we only touched the silky soft fabrics and drooled. In the “Amos and Andes” we found hand-knit sweaters that we must have someday and at Roots, we looked at new bags that we are sure that we need.

Whistler Village

At Benz Coffee, we like to sit at the window counter and look out at the Plaza

Coffee at Benz

with our coffee. We feel very decadent! It’s always a must-stop for us.

I took Dale to a waterfall at Narin Falls, this is a waterfall at the campground where we camped at with grandkids a few weeks ago. Grandkids and I walked had walked to it without Dale. The waterfall is a nice afternoon walk so I was glad he could see what we’d seen.

The Whistler Interpretive Forest is just south of the village and there is a trail that runs from the Interpretive Forest to the village. The main trail is paved and we waked about 1-mile in. We were joined by bicyclists, runners and other walkers. The trail is steep in places and we were huffing and puffing. There is a dirt bike trail along most of the trail we walked on which was steep and crazy.

Interpretive Forest

There is a dirt trail thru the Interpretive Forest with signs that point out various plants and trees. This is a nice easy trail but probably not for wheelchairs. I loved the branches covered with moss laying on the ground.

The final day we drove past Pemberton, looking to see if there was any land or houses that we’d be interested in buying. We drove this road to Alaska so a little beyond Pemberton we remember the road being steep and narrow, not something we’d be happy to drive in the winter.

We didn’t find anything that would interest us to buy. It appears that most of the ground is on First Nation’s land and we didn’t see anything that would work for us.

We went back to the village where we bought British Columbia Ice Wine and for one last coffee.

Business and Play in Vancouver

I need to spend time in Canada in order to keep my Permanent Residence or qualify for Citizenship, so it made sense to spend a week and start to figure out some of the info we need for our eventual move. We thought that we’d stay in Vancouver for a few days.

We started our Monday morning at the Canadian version of the DMV. We were going to start the process of obtaining our drivers' licenses but then decided we’d better wait as we were not ready to give up our California licenses.

From the DMV we went to the provincial insurance company with a list of questions about importing our cars. Needless to say, some of the procedures are different so we had to sort thru those issues. We didn’t make it down to immigration but we still need to find out how much it will cost to import the sports cars. Hopefully, we can find some answers by phone.

Although we do not anticipate living in Vancouver, we did want to visit the local ski resorts. We have been to Whistler and planned to go there again, but we have heard about the local resorts and were anxious to check them out.

On Tuesday morning we packed up a lunch and started at the furthest one from our campground, Cypress Mountain, 30 min away. We walked around looking at the ski slopes and maps. Then we happened upon a trail, a loop around the Yew Lake.

Cypress mountain

The 1.5-mile trail is an easy walk and although the trail is not paved, we did see someone pushing another person in a wheelchair. The lake is quite beautiful, however, the light was not great so photos, while fine, are not great.

Yew Lake

From Cypress, we drove another ½ hour or so to Grouse Mountain. Our Vancouver friends ski Grouse and had lots of good things to say. Unfortunately, the parking was not free and one must take a gondola to the mountain so we could not see anything. We decided that we’d just come up and ski sometime in order to check it out.

Our last resort to check was Mt. Seymore. We did not find a hiking trail but did walk around. The resort reminded us of Shirley Meadows, the resort near Bakersfield. It did look like a great little place to take some of the younger grandkids.

Vancouver from Mt. Seymore

We hope to return to Vancouver in January and actually ski some of the ski resorts.

Working Our Way Across the Border

Dale and I were traveling in our RV so when we stopped at rest stops, we would park in the RV parking area. We have seen crazy things going on in rest stops; a woman with a small trailer who approached every trucker upon the trucker’s arrival, lots of people begging, that sort of thing. But we had a rude awakening when we realized that at 4 different rest stops people were living in their RVs.

The first was the 1^st stop, Northbound, in Washington, when we parked next to a motorhome. When we pulled in, I noticed that the outside skin on the driver’s side was completely separated from the rear. I thought that was strange. When we sat down for lunch, we noticed that parts of the RV were on the ground and both commented that the RV would not be going anywhere soon. Then the apparent owners pulled up in a car and got out, the man appeared to be elderly and hunched over, the woman using a cane. Wow! They must be living in their RV.

We moved on to another pit stop and realized that another woman was living in a motorhome.

At the stop, just before the border, we parked for the night, by yet another motorhome. In the morning we noticed that it was a couple probably younger than us, but the motorhome appeared to be parked there permanently. A young woman arrived with a young man. They were talking loudly and we were packing up so we could hear everything. The young woman called the couple next to us mom and dad. She wanted to introduce them to her boyfriend. It was crazy! We had to think that at least all of these people had a place to stay instead of the sidewalk.

After all that we crossed the border without any trouble. As we have the Nexus passes, we got thru immigration within minutes.

The bridge into Vancouver

Along the walk to shopping

We went on to our campsite in North Vancouver. It’s a place we have camped before. Since we left lots of stuff back in the US we thought we’d better get resupplied.

The campground is within walking distance to a wonderful bookstore, Whole Foods, Roots, tea shops, Tesla Showroom, Home Depot, and a mall. We got some walking in and bought basics; food and more books, all of the important things.

A Day in Oregon City

We told kids that we’d only stay for a day and true to our word we left in the morning, after a filling a breakfast that included roasted green chilis. This was another morning, another day of driving, working our way north. The next stop was Oregon City.

Clayton and Jen’s house was a 7-hour drive but since we had our RV along, we drove straight to a county RV park close to their house. We arrived too late to visit them that night so we made our own dinner and had some nice wine.

Jen had asked if we wanted to watch the 2 big kids participate in their jog-a-thon and of course, we said yes. We got to the park just in time to see Zoey walk into the park with her class. Each grade runs as a group and they run or walk for 20 minutes. Zoey, we noted, would run past us but then would walk the remainder of the way. But the run was to raise money so it didn’t matter.

After Zoey ran it was Fynn’s turn. He ran, taking lots of water stops, but he ran. He even let Clayton run a lap with him.

In the afternoon we played at the park with the kids, swinging the babies and watching the big kids run amok. It was fun to play with the kids and we were enjoying our time.

It was Clayton’s birthday and I’d offered to make some dinner but he opted to pick up Thai food. There is a little Thai restaurant nearby that offers many gluten-free items so we always welcome dinner from there. The Thai food went well with the champagne we brought to celebrate.

After dinner, we played with kids, talked to Clayton and Jen and just had a nice evening before going off to the RV.

That evening we started to pack up. We took an inventory of our alcohol, and since we had to leave most of it in the U.S., we packed it up for storage at Clayton’s. We also left food items behind that we knew would give us trouble over the border.

We had a nice breakfast with Clayton, Jen, and kids, played for a little while then went on our way.

We drove to a rest stop close to the Canada border then stopped for the night. It was an early evening but we thought it would be better to cross the border 1^st thing in the morning rather than try to have any hassles at immigration and get to a campsite late.

Put to Work on Our Vacation

Bekki’s parents were at Nate and Bekki’s house prior to our arrival. We always enjoy meeting up with Alan and Julie (Bekki’s parents) as they are really nice and we have much in common, so we were happy to see them.

Bekki had work lined up for all of us parents to do but, as we tell our children regularly, “we are not paid to think and we do only what is good enough for government work”. Our kids knew what to expect from us!

Our job was to harvest the corn. This was not just any corn, but rather corn to be ground into a flour, it is dried on the stock. I had picked corn as a 10-year old child, the 1^st time I’d seen corn growing. Before that, I didn’t even think of where corn came from other than the grocery store. So, we were to pick this corn off of the stock and put it into barrels. I quit a bit before the others because I wanted to shoot some photos of it all.

Colorful corn

This corn was beautiful, cobs of every color. I was surprised when Nate said that the flour would have some color speckles in it but, because the inside of the kernels was white the flour would mostly be white. I took several cobs for our table decoration.

After picking all of the corn and putting the ears into barrels we were tired and hot. We went in for lunch with some nice cold beer/white wine.

Bekki wanted for me to harvest basil but then decided that the basil could wait for another day. We only harvested veggies for dinner.

One kiddo was tired

Alan made soup out of the turkey he had roasted last night for dinner and we played the rest of our day away. Kids made sure that we kept busy playing with them.

On to June Lake and North

We were not in a huge hurry to leave the Sierra’s but did want to get on the road. Since we had to go back down to Bishop in order to get onto Hwy 395 it only made sense to stop at Schat’s for some breakfast goodies.

We had intended to go to Mammoth Lakes and look around. One of Dale’s old co-workers had recommended that we go there, that it was one of the most beautiful places on earth. I was sure we went there before but then when we looked at the map, I wasn't so sure. But, unfortunately for Mammoth Lakes, when we got to June Lake, we decided we really wanted to stop there instead.

We found a nice camping spot with a view of the lake and set up our RV and the site. There were few people camping so we had most of everything to ourselves.

After lunch, we walked down to the lake in order to shoot photos. The sun wasn’t great but it was good enough. I haven’t gotten into the photos on my Canon so there is no guarantee of quality. We spent the afternoon walking thru the campground.

June Lake

June Lake

Because we only had 1 day and night left in the Sierra’s we had to get back on the road after a leisurely breakfast. We had a 6-hour drive to Nate and Bekki’s house and we wanted to be there by dark.

We arrived at Nate and Bekki’s in time for dinner. We brought out a bottle of wine and were ready to continue our vacation.

Searching for Changing Leaves

We had a late start but we were on vacation so we didn’t care. We planned for our next stop to be Intake 2 in the Sierra’s, just west of Bishop.

As we got ready to go we realized that we’d be driving by our favorite BBQ spot west of Memphis, the Copper Top in Big Pine. We decided that we’d eat a light breakfast then stuff of ribs and goodies from Schat’s in Bishop then head up the mountain.

We ate our BBQ ribs and then pastries from Schats. An hour later we were parked in our campsite with only 2 other campers in the campground.

The weather was actually warmer than we thought that it would be so we were able to walk from the campsite over to the lake. It was a nice evening for taking photos.

The Lake at Intake 2

The following day we started by driving up to North Lake. The road up is steep and narrow, sometimes down to one lane, with a steep drop-off. We found that leaves were beginning to turn, some shades of yellow.

Lake Sebrina is just up the main road. We were here before but this time it was very crowded with tourists. We couldn’t find any place to park so we went on down the road. We drove on to South Lake.

When we arrived at South Lake we were ready for lunch. We parked and walked up a small hill where we found a perfect picnic spot. We set up our picnic backpack, opened a bottle of wine and set out our food.

After lunch, we decided for old times sake to hike a little way to Bishop Pass. We were surprised at how steep the trail was, steps in lots of areas. We were amazed that we could have backpacked this trail with heavy packs years ago to meet our son Justin.

We hiked for a while but turned back in time to return to our truck before dark. We got back to our campsite, made dinner and a nice evening.

A Fall Trip

Dale and I each subscribe to a site on Facebook called 395. This is a site for people to post and\or enjoy photos from areas off of the 395. For those of you who don’t know what 395 is, it is a highway that runs from north of Los Angeles to Canada, on the east side of the Sierra Mountains. It accesses Mt. Whitney to the west and Death Valley to the east.

We’d been home about a week from the grandkids trip and the trip to Morro Bay. We had checked Facebook and were admiring the photos posted on the 395 site. We both, at the same time, said to each other that we should go to see the leaves changing off of the 395.

We thought that we’d take a short trip up to our favorite spots, North Lake and South Lake. These are areas that we have backpacked out of before; North Lake before we were married and then with kids and South Lake in recent years. The leaves turn beautiful colors around these lakes in the autumn.

We had an appointment for Friday so we thought we could just throw everything into the RV and leave after the morning appointment. We’d already cleaned the RV up from our last trip so it just needed to be packed.

We realized that we would need to see my mom on our way out so that would be our 1^st stop. Then about Wednesday, we realized we’d be ½ way to Nate and Bekki’s so it made sense to continue north. Of course, then we’d be nearly to Clayton and Jen’s in Oregon so may as well stop there, then being only 5 hours from Seattle we may as well see Dale’s cousin Norman, then we may as well go on into Canada and start scouting around for an area to live.

We let kids know that we’d stop at their house, in Oregon in time for Clayton’s birthday. We’d probably need to have a meal together. Well after letting Clayton and Jen know our plan they asked if we could be at their house on Sunday, Oct. 5^th and stay for a full week as they would need help that week.

Our trip expanded from 3 days to nearly 4 weeks in the matter of a day. We expanded it further when we decided that friends should join us at the end of our trip with a stop back in the Sierra’s.

We quickly packed the RV, now with cool weather clothes and warm weather clothes. It took a little longer to pack then we’d hoped but were able to leave Friday afternoon.

By the time we got to see my mom, it was nearly 3pm. We visited for an hour and took off. We’d decided that we’d only drive to Red Rock Canyon 1-1/2 hours. We wanted to stop while it was daylight for our 1^st night out.

Red Rock Canyon is a favorite place, we have camped there with our boys, their friends, the neighbor girls,

and grandkids. There are no hookups, no cell service for the internet, only wind and quiet. It was a great place to stop for the start of our trip.

An Old Jag and An Old Friend

We had to rush home from Canada because we had a 100^th birthday party to attend for a family friend. We’d taken our Jag over to British Sports Cars to get a new top before leaving on our trip. We figured that we’d get that done while we were on our trip to Canada.

Our grandson came from work on Thurs evening and Friday morning we left early for the coast. He loves the Jag so he is always ready for a look at the old girl.

Los Osos Park

We picked up the Jag and drove off to the 1^st of the parties, in Los Osos at the park. We found our friends that Dale has known since they were children. Our friend’s children were there, some we haven’t seen in 30 years and 1 daughter for the 1^st time. We exchanged text numbers, facebook info, and Instagram info.

The Jag with her new top

We were invited to a party that evening. The party was in a home in the foothills of Arroyo Grande and included dinner. We’d brought a few things to share from our small ice chest, and a bottle of wine. The views were amazing and it was nice to sit and get to know some of the kids and catch up with friends.

The following day we went to the official party. We found Dale’s brother and sister-in-law who we haven’t seen in a couple of years, and another old friend who we haven’t caught up with, in several years.

Family Friend Aunt Verna

While we were standing and visiting, someone came up with an elderly gentleman. We were told that he wanted to meet the owners of the Jag. He had worked on Jag parts many years ago and loved our car.

We insisted that Dale give him a ride and convinced him that his wife and daughter would be fine. Before he got into the car, he had a walk around it, oohing and awing. When he got into the car, he had a smile from ear to ear.

Giving an "Old Guy" a ride

Dale gave him a ride of his life, stepping on the gas so that the car would leap out. I took photos and sent them to him so he could take the memory.

After the party we were invited to our Moro Bay friends house where our brother and sister-in-law were staying. We talked into the night.

On Monday, we were invited to yet another party and BBQ. We were feeling festive because it was Dale’s Birthday. Dale was surprised with a birthday cake.

We’d met the host couple many years ago but didn’t keep in contact, we didn’t even know that we had much in common. We all love traveling the world and we all love New Mexico and the NM food. They have a house in New Mexico so we are anxious to visit when we make it there. It's great to rekindle friendships

Visiting Pemberton and Penticton

As I was waiting for my Permanent Residence Card to arrive, we planned to stay in Canada for 2 weeks. We hoped that it would arrive within that time frame as instructions were that I could not enter the again country without it.

A stop at Stanley Park

We did grandkids activities for 1 week, then because my card had not yet arrived, Dale took Zoey and Fynn across the border, back to their parents. We decided that we’d take this opportunity to see for ourselves just what the duty would be for bringing wine with us. Those of you who know us well know that between the wine clubs we belong to, we have quite a few cases of wine.

Dale met up with Clayton and Jen and returned their 2 kids, then he headed for a Costco and bought 6 bottles of wine. Well we learned that we will not try to bring our wine with us into Canada. Two bottles were duty-free and the remaining 4 bottles totaled about $55.00. The duty was about $50 Canadian. Not a great deal!!

Prior to this trip, we started looking at areas we might want to live in. We thought that this week would be a good time to start looking at these areas. A friend gave me a list of cities that seemed to be a good fit for us to land in. We then sat down with our Vancouver friends and their feeling was that the cities suggested would have too harsh of a winter. In addition, they were further than we felt we had time to visit.

Our Vancouver friends suggested that we visit Pemberton (just north of Whistler) and Penticton, (south of Kelowna).

A farm in Pemberton

We loved the little town of Pemberton, the farm fresh food was great. We skied Whistler last year and loved it, however, it was a bit confining in the town with tall mountains all around. We visited the 2 grocery stores and found organic food and lots of gluten-free items. We were told that the farmers market features good fresh local produce.

Camping in Pemberton

We then went onto Penticton, about a 6-hour drive from Vancouver. Penticton is in the Okanagan Valley, just north of the Montana border. The city borders the Okanagan Lake.

The Okanagan Valley appears to be home to many smaller communities where various fruits are grown. There are about 300 wineries with about 90 in the Penticton area. We found a favorite for only $14 Canadian and are most anxious to visit the winery.

Along the river, there is a great ice cream shop housed in a small structure shaped like a peach. A great kid play structure is located just off of the shore with slides that go into the water and a small climbing wall. We were told that the farmers market stretches for several blocks, starting at the river.

The Peach

Running along the beach

3 ski resorts are fairly close by, one only 45 minutes away and Banff is 6 hours away.

We will come back in the winter and try the ski areas and the areas we didn't make it to during this week. We then will come back in the spring and stay thru the summer. We want to get an idea of winter and summer weather.

Another Day, Another Museum in Vancouver

Today was a trip to the Space Museum with a planetarium show. Kids were excited because they’d never seen a planetarium show.

The show today was on the nursery where stars are born. As we were watching this amazing show, it was very quiet. All of a sudden Emilio said “Oh Wow” over something shown. People in the audience laughed. It was cute, but then he is our grandson so why wouldn’t we think that.

The space museum is not as large as the Science World, but it has things that trigger interest. A replica space suit that kids can stand behind and pose in, replica space boot prints that kids can stand in and a machine to give a little perspective on weightlessness. There is an asteroid that people can try to lift and a moon rock to touch.

In a spacesuit

Trying to lift an astroid

Touching a moon rock

Standing in the step of an astronaut

A science student from the local college was on hand to answer questions. Fortunately, we were some of the only people there at that time. Zaya and Fynn sat down at the table across from the student and peppered him with questions. They discussed everything from black holes to stars and space travel. We were surprised, however, that Zoey was telling people facts for a while after our visit.

Kids are discussing space

When we had to leave, we thanked the student for spending so much time with the kids. He then thanked us because, he said, that most kids don’t ask questions and he loves to discuss space.

A group dive

The following day was Zoey and Fynn’s last day with us. Dale would drive them back into the US on Saturday morning. We let Zoey buy ice cream bars for the kids, they ate smores for dinner, and they got to swim as long as they wanted. We did laundry and cleaned up the RV as it was quite messy by then.