Our camp fire is getting greater each time, attracting more new people every day. Which is saying something being that we are very limited in neighbours. But it’s nice.
So for some reason we woke up yesterday to a beer or few, I guess it was to ready up for the England v USA world cup match.
However the previous day whilst about town my wallet dissappeared from our car. I had it out of my pocket to lay on the beach, and later to skate.
Losing a wallet is a big inconvenience. Yes I shouldn’t have kept all of my cards in there, and I won’t. Well I think they are all cancelled now, but a bigger issue is my lack of drivibg licence, so I won’t be driving for a while.
I’ve called up my insurance and I can claim £250 to cover the loss which almost covers it all so I’ll just have to be penniless for now.
So for the football we headed down to a pretty posh campsite across the lake where all of the R.V.s are the size of a bus. It was a modern bar by the water front so quite pleasent.
There isn’t much I can say about the match except that what should have been a fine win was not. Better try next time I hope.
While in the camp we couldn’t say no to €1 showers, and our first proper wash in several days. Mmmmmmm
So after a sleepy drive up to Kelowna we stopped at hemp city to ask about where there was to party, and it seemed that everybody was off in the mountains at a music festival. Well $75 is a bit much to spend on a night out, for homeless, unemployed people so that wasn’t an option.
We drove on out of town a little to find some woods and an abandonned mill behind walmart inhabited by lots of pine martins and a beautiful meadow with hoodoos for a back drop. So camp site found we got some bread, humous and cider and enjoyed the sunset, with the occasional boy racer trying to drift through the car park.
That done we set off on foot Ali g the railway, honing our tight rope walking skills as we went.
In town we got chatting to some random English girls who guided us to a nightclub where we had a soberish, but entertaing dance for a while.
The fun came after our little sit by the waterfront an we gained enough energy to make the hour long walk back to the car.
I Insisted on taking an alternative route back “never go to the same place twice” and a couple of seconds after I stepped out of the road a huge pick up plowed through the car where I had just stepped from, and tore off down the road. An Audi A6 took the worst of it and after we provided the neighbours with our details for witness records we headed off to walk the rest of the way home.
Well to our fascination and mischief there were some machines re-doing the lines on the road. So with little hesitation Malcolm and I set to leaving our mark upon the town and walking down the lines, collecting paint on our feet we ran around the road leaving White foot trails.
Next luck we found a Dominos pizza with 10 minutes before closing, however they refused to open for us. But when there’s a will there’s a way, and I happened upon the idea of making a call and ordering a pizza to be collected so we waited around the corner. 10 mins later and our $7 pizza was done.
Just in time for the road markers to cone back for the other direction. Fun fun.
So we set up tent at 4am beside a stream which made for one of the nicest sounding camps within a city I have ever had.
What better than to wake up to a beautiful morning to set the day going.
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