Photo OPs & Chance Meetings.

Trip Start Jul 22, 2009
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Falcon Beach Campground

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Monday, July 27, 2009

Our time visiting family over, it is now time to move on and head east.

I let Alexis sleep in on Friday and Saturday morning. She'll have few chances to do that in the next few weeks. Friday afternoon we went to Birds Hill Park to visit my sister Murielle (visiting from Nanaimo, BC) who was spending time camping with her kids who all live in Winnipeg. The squirrels kept us entertained all afternoon until my nephew Stef and his brother-in-law Leo decided to trap one of the ornery varmints. Using a milk crate, Pepsi can and some rope from the screen room we were in, they took a page out of Wile E. Coyote’s arsenal of bright ideas. After the squirrel was trapped and released I was imagining the other squirrels huddled together planning their revenge. We were all sitting at the picnic table in the screened room in defence of the million Manitoba mosquitoes out looking for blood. I pictured the squirrels in their army fatigues (a la Chip & Dale) planning their attack. Covertly they would crawl to the pegs where the ropes holding the tent were and gnaw through them and in military precision the screened room would fall in on us in true Looney Tunes slapstick comedy.

That evening we were invited to my brother’s place where his wife Carol had prepared some light snacks. In her true Italian tradition, the "light snacks" ended up being enough to feed an army.

On Saturday I dropped Alexis off at her mother’s parents house where they were celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary. Then I went and did some shopping. I've left my bicycle at home for this trip and have decided to start jogging. I did a couple of runs on Friday and Saturday and found the walking runners that I had did not suit this endeavour. Off to the store for some proper jogging runners. Now why is it that it’s the most expensive shoes that seem to fit the best?

That evening we had a BBQ at my sister Elaine’s place with my parents, sister Murielle, and their spouses. My brother and his wife had left on their holidays camping around Manitoba. The room we were in in the house had heated up and the outside had cooled down and so we all went and sat in the screened room. After a while even this room wasn’t protection from the million blood sucking mosquitoes and we all went back inside. Definitely something I don’t miss about Manitoba.

Sunday was lunch with my parents and sister Elaine at my cousin Carole and her husband Chris’ new restaurant. Unfortunately they weren’t there. If you ever go to Winnipeg and visit their main attraction at The Forks, take a walk across the Provencher bridge and at the corner of Tache Street is a restaurant called Cafe 22. Say Hi to Carole and tell her her cousin Paul sent you.

Today it was time to move east...but just a little. Alexis had to spend some more time with her relatives on her mom’s side. They had rented some cabins at Falcon Lake. I decided to move my trailer to the campground there and hang out at the beach. Definitely not beach weather. Brrrr!

I took a walk to the cabins Alexis was at and found that she had dressed expecting some hot weather. We came back to the camper and got her some warmer clothes. After dropping her off at the cabins I took a drive around the north side of the lake stopping at a few beaches to take some pictures. I think of continuing my drive to West Hawk Lake where my cousin Grant lives to visit but decide against it (I don’t have his number and am not sure exactly where he lives...it’s been a long time since I’ve been there). After that I decide to drive to the south side of the lake where my uncle use to have a cottage to see if I could remember where it was.

As kids we, more or less, spent our summers here at Falcon Lake. My dad would drop the trailer off at the beginning of summer and he would head back to Winnipeg to work during the week. We’d spend some time at the campground and some at my uncle and aunt’s cottage where we would take their boat to go water skiing, build tree forts, or just get into trouble. Every so often we’d come across some wildlife, bears, deers and skunks. I had some great summers with my cousins Debbie (now in California-check out Paul & Alexis’ West Coast Tour to see pictures of her place) and Grant.

Back to my drive. I stopped to take some photos when I notice the Fire & Rescue crew out doing some training. No big deal, but I remember that my cousin Grant volunteers (or did volunteer) with the crew out at West Hawk. I continue on down the road to find the cottage and take more pictures. I turn around after a while and come across the Fire/Rescue Truck on the side of the road, lights flashing. I slow down to a crawl as I pass them, and low and behold, there’s my cousin Grant staring right at me through the passenger window. I pull over and we chat for a while. Talk about chance meetings. What are the odds?

For tomorrow the weather forecast isn’t that great and so I doubt I’ll spend much time lying on the beach. Wednesday, Alexis and I will get an early start as we have 4 long days of driving to get to Montreal.
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