Water, Water Everywhere
So our plan to move north to Canada was scuppered by the elements. We left Gettysburg PA after a week of cold rain and moved on to western New York State with little hope of getting any warmer weather. I decided to contact my friend Karen whom we had intended to visit at their cottage retreat two hundred miles north of Toronto. Snow was still a possibility up there, with night time temperatures around freezing, so I proposed that instead of towing our trusty trailer The Jet with us, we would leave it out to pasture in the green field it was currently sinking its tyres into, and just drive our truck Benny 200 miles to Toronto where Karen and her partner Dave have a house. As we couldn’t leave the Jet for too long, we decided that a long weekend instead of the two weeks we had planned would have to suffice for this year’s visit. The cold was seeping into my husband Richard’s and my bones and we intended not to out-wait the weather but head south and west to ...