We really are expert at the slow start in the mornings. The campground is coming to life around us and we sit serenely in our little aluminium cocoon and watch the world go by, fortified with only an egg sarnie and can of pop. This morning we eventually did get moving and, as the Tadpoles were not present, it was all done in a matter of minutes. I did get waylaid by a man who wanted to know if our Toadmobile could really pull a 7,000lb trailer but, in my new and understated way I just said "sure". Well, sort of. I did blather a little but, whilst I just love to asked about why we don't have a monster tow vehicle, I've decided to play it cool now and will utter little in future and just look all knowing.
The KOA was OK but for the density of trailers, the rubbish WiFi and the fact the power went off a couple of times. We could have used the heated, indoor pool but chose not to (that dolphin is still upsetting me) and we didn't really feel like parting with $8 for firewood, a price that makes the Provincial Park's daylight robbery ($6) look positively cheap. The tap water on site definitely smelled odd, too, but as my teeth haven't gone green and started to drop out I'm guessing it was OK to clean my teeth with. We're at another KOA next weekend but I'm guessing that it won't be such a busy weekend so there's hope for a lovely view and a bit of usable WiFi.
On the way home, Mrs T had a brainwave and suggested we pull off the highway and visit our RV Dealers CanAm, on the other side of London. We did need some RV Boss for the poo tank so I thought it a good idea but wished we had thought of it some seconds earlier because bringing the Toadmobile and Towed Haul down from 100 km/h to about 40 in the space of a few yards so we could safely traverse the off ramp was, erm, challenging. Still, we managed it, and without too much smoke from the trailer brakes. What we didn't appreciate, though, was that CanAm is closed on Sunday; so that was why there were so few cars out front! Ho hum.
We made it home without further incident, or at least an incident I was aware of. For some strange reason, both Mrs T and I decided that today was the day that we would get the trailer lined up properly on the drive, so half a million attempts later we finally realised that to line up with the grass was not to line up with the garage; it's only taken us all summer to realise that the drive is out of whack as it isn't quite lined up square with the garages. Doh! Towed Haul is almost square with the garage now, but most definitely not with the edge of the drive. C'est la vie I suppose.
Next weekend we're set for the delights of Niagara Falls and a small family reunion with the Stevens clan, formerly of Torquay. We're fully equipped with Tadpoles, too, so that should be an eye opener!
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