After a long day, which should’ve been a short day on the road, Moose Mountain Provincial Park was very welcoming. Settling in had me in bed late the night we arrived but the next day we took advantage of the park. After a slow start with a yummy warm camping breakfast, we spent the day by the water on lake Kenosee so that my water babies could get their fill. I relaxed and stole a moment of bliss, sitting there, watching them enjoy the water and the beach. It was another hot day and so we had ice cream for lunch. Delicious!
You know, if you say Saskatchewan, I think farmland forever.
And I see beauty in the vast land and open skies but the lakes also gave way to satisfying vistas.
But the day went by quickly and after a brief van hike to check out the park, it was time to start thinking about packing up for the next day’s drive. We were in no real rush but we were motivated to get on the road because tomorrow, we were crossing the Hundredth Meridian.
So the next day, I brewed my coffee, and sipped as I loaded us up. The kids did bike laps in the campground as I squeezed in our last few things and pushed the doors shut. Then, the bikes were mounted on the rack and we climbed in to hit the road again.
We were inching closer to the border. Time to say goodbye to Saskatchewan. I hoped that the canola fields continued into Manitoba, because I loved to see the yellow streak as I drove by them. Of course, when we made it to the "Manitoba" border sign, we stopped for a photo shoot and my travel buddies and I celebrated making it this far.
There was excitement in the air when we talked about our next stop: The Hundredth Meridian. We knew it crossed Brandon, but we chose to follow it north so that we could get off the highway and find a corduroy road, which we interpreted as being a freshly grated dirt road. Ben was stoked. I loved that his excitement intensified as we veered up a dirt road, looking for a place in the middle of nowhere, that was only marked by the lyrics of a song and the numbers on a GPS. How fitting that my 8 year old developed a strong affinity for the music by a great Canadian artist for our #driveCanada summer?
The Hundredth Meridian dance moment had to happen and here it is for your viewing pleasure. Starring Ben, in my first ever movie!
After Ben wrapped up what he calls his “Gord Downie” moves, accompanied with some splendid dancing by the girls, we got back in the van and drove a little more of the corduroy road before heading back to the highway. Since we were heading north, we figured Manitoba’s Riding Mountain National Park was a reasonable destination. So with the pedal to the metal, I crossed my fingers that they would have a site to accommodate us without a reservation.
And they did! (And that's a round of high fives for a day that went off without engine troubles or diesel showers.)