Half of the travelling time across Canada seems to be in Ontario, it is such a large province. The weather was good, the roads were dry and I travelled when there was daylight and stopped when it was dark. The batteries in the trailer died the first night and so did the ability to heat the trailer. Not a big deal with two dogs, a cat and me in such a confined spot, until it went to -18 C in Thunder Bay area. Now that was a very cold night. Luckily the only cold night. I headed out in the sunshine and dry roads again until I hit the mountains when the weather turned.

The prairies were all closed to travellers due to Covid but I could stop and get gas so they could get rid of me. I would be stuck there without gas. I kept on trucking. The only part of the trip I worried about was going through Rogers pass as it can be sketchy there even in the summer time. Well it was a white knuckle drive through a huge snow storm, then it rained. I got ahead of myself here.

It is awe inspiring to see the mountains looming ahead. God is such a great artist. The mountains are a real draw to anyone from the east.

I had plenty of time to think on my drive, I "read" 3 audio books and walked with the dogs on plenty of fine trails. Sometimes finding a provincial park to take in and very often not being able to find a bathroom due to covid closures. Not really a problem for me as I fashioned a dry toilet and it worked like a charm. So glad to have mentioned my dilema of having already winterized my trailer it to a friend who told me about it.

The red sky in the morning is a warning for more than sailors, also for those travelling on the mountain roads in the winter!!

And then there was snow.......

On my last night on the road, it snowed and snowed and snowed so there were 6 inches of snow on top of my trailer and then the rain came. When I got out of the trailer in the morning the dogs did not want to step out it was slush that was just over my ankles. Thank goodness for my bogs.

The roads were covered in slush, the temperature was right at freezing. I waited an extra 3/4 of an hour after sunrise but the roads did not seem to improve much. There was more weather coming so I took off at a very slow pace on those mountain roads in the slush. After I got through Salmon Arm and onto Kamloops the rain reduced to a trickle and the roads improved for a while. The scenery always stayed beautiful. The mountains can take your breath away. My shoulders came down to their regular spot below my ears a bit, my knuckles became pink instead of white and I started to breathe normally again. Then just before Vancouver, the rain started in earnest. There were torrents of rivers coming off the mountains onto the road. They must get that quite a bit here as there were flashing signs along the way warning of water pools on the roads. Then the fog came in as the temperature dropped. Some more white knuckling then I arrived at Aaron's place in Squamish and the rain stopped. The timing was great. We walked the dogs along the Squamish river, then I had a wonderful bath and started planning my next few days house hunting. The critters never once complained, the best travellers for sure. Even Mordecai my cat seemed to like his bed in the car after the first few days.

Perhaps I should live in Qualicum Beach.