Tuesday, 11 June 2013

Slowly but surely . .

Just sitting in Nanaimo having a coffee and updating the blog.  We have had more adventures to report.  After leaving Vancouver we travelled to Victoria to my sister Heather's place.  it's actually in Brentwood Bay.  It was nice to visit with her, Marshall, Sam and Zachary.  We went to mile zero and dipped our feet in the ocean.  Hopefully I can attach a picture.   We then proceeded to French Beach Provinical park just outside of Sooke.  Our first disappointment came when we realized there were no flush toilets, only pit toilets.  Truthfully they weren't that bad but I am a princess.  Pit toilets must be avoided as much as possible.  Then we planned a nice dinner which included an omelette to use up the eggs we had been hauling since Cranbrook. We pulled out the eggs and they wouldn't crack.  Finally Gerry stuck a knife in the egg to crack it and realized that it was frozen solid!  I guess we haven't got the fridge regulated quite right yet.  We made the omelette after peeling the shell off the frozen eggs, thawing and stirring at the same time.  Not the best omelette I have ever had, but we didn't get sick.  We finished the eggs off the next morning in French toast.
After leaving French Beach we went to China Beach and hiked the Juan de Fuca trail..  We hiked to Mystic Beach - absolutely stunning.  Then we continued on but it was quite muddy and hilly after that and I got quite muddy.  How does that work?  Gerry doesn't have a spec on him, but my pants and shoes were covered in mud!  Fortuneatly the campground we stayed at last night had showers and was pretty empty so we both got cleaned up.
Today we decided to empty the camper tanks.  We found a place in Lake Cowichan but could not find the disposable rubber gloves ; an absolute must for handling the sewer hose.  We literally took apart every cupboard and storage area in the camper and found them in the very last place we had to look,  in the most unlikely place - where I stored the winter coats.  Don't know what I was thinking with that one.  They are in a better place now.  Before we started we reviewed the written instructions  so we didn't have a Robin William's disaster.  one thing they recommended was putting a rock on the hose going into the sewer to make sure it doesn't slip out.  They said another choice would be to have your wife hold the hose, but this option was not recommended for obvious reasons.  So we get it set up and the hose is a bit short, but it works.  Then Gerry tells me to stand there and hold the hose!  I did.
Hopefully we have all the kinks out although we realized last night that our plug ins do not work when we have electrical hook ups.  We may try and get that fixed if we do not have to unpack everything to fix it.
We will be on the Island for another two days visiting friends,  then we will finally start heading East.

2 comments:

  1. how appropriate...French Toast at French Beach!!
    you guys just have so much fun, and Bev you are just way too trusting!! don't think it would have been me holding that hose!
    Have fun visiting....
    keep posting they always make me laugh and lighten my day!!

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  2. Also...hippies don't mind pit toilets. Actually, they're more comfortable poppin' a squat and wiping with leaves, but to each their own...hippies also don't mind a little mud & dirt and are typically soap-dodgers. Just sayin'.

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