Toads On The Road (Reprise)

Sunday.

Sunday was our day off. We did very little but enjoy the fine weather; no car rides, no shopping, just lazing about on or around our little camp site and enjoying food and drink.

I did attempt to get the hound to run a bit on the beach in the morning, but she wasn't up for it, even when goaded by a (particularly ferocious) Jack Russell cross. She just stood up straight, tucked her tail between her legs and waited for it to go away; what an embarrassment.

We took a walk down to the second campground, to see what was what, but it was a bit warm for hiking. Whilst there, we did see a rather fancy portable deck/patio that someone had erected in front of their trailer. These Provincial Parks don't allow full season camping so it wasn't a permanent structure, but this fellow must have his deck/patio stored in his truck and he deploys it when the stabilizers go down on the trailer. I wish we'd taken a photograph. The sheer amount of “stuff” people bring with them when camping is staggering; it's almost as if there's some kind of self-sufficiency thing going on. This weekend we have seen a plethora of red Coleman portable propane barbecues, all shiny and new – clearly Canadian Tire has a special offer on them at the moment. We're obviously very odd as we travel lightly, and apart from the deck chairs and table, we don't bring much at all.

Greasy balls have been occupying my mind, too. I don't normally let these innermost thoughts out but there is a distinct lack of grease on balls in this particular campground. I mean hitch balls of course and I worry that un-greased balls are going to impair people's enjoyment of towing; see how I worry for the less enlightened?

Before I sign off for today I have to mention that my cell phone provider, Bell, has let me know that I only have 10% of my monthly data allowance remaining. It already costs an arm and a leg to have a cell phone in Ontario and I'll be buggered if I'm going to add the other leg by incurring overage charges. Bloody charlatans. I shall work off-line and publish when I get home.

Stay tuned for the final day's fun when I sit around and snigger at people leaving the campground at eight in the morning when check-out is at two in the afternoon!