Setting off on a camping trip on a non-working day is simply the only way to go. All morning to get prepared and were rolling only forty minutes later than planned, which is probably a record for us.
This first trip of the season is for business rather than pleasure; sorting out an ongoing issue with the tadpole’s father. Courts are involved so you can probably surmise what the issue is. Anyway, we needed to be in the Ontario town of Collingwood for July 2nd, so had booked a couple of nights at Craigleith Provincial Park, just twenty minutes west along the edge of Georgian Bay. The run up from Chatham isn’t that straightforward and I resolved to let the SatNav decide our route, which would have been fine except that the Park wasn’t listed in the device’s database. It picked up every other Provincial Park for miles around but not Craigleith for some reason. So, I had to approximate its position and let the electronics sort it all out and we found ourselves heading up the Highway almost to Toronto before striking north through Brampton and Orangeville.
Travelling on Canada Day I thought would be fairly quiet and, whilst it wasn’t weekday busy, there was so much commercial traffic on the road. The weather forecast said sunny and warm so naturally we drove up under cool, overcast skies and some nasty winds – you kind of get used to the way weather operates here. Towed Haul tracked nicely behind us and I was very pleased as we scaled the Niagara Escarpment on Highway 10 that the Toadmobile was pulling strongly. Mind you, the less said about the fuel consumption the better.
We duly arrived at Craigleith, a little strip of land between Highway 26 and Georgian Bay. The Bay, as you scholars of Geography will know, is a very large lake, 5,800 sq miles to be precise, formed at the bottom of the Niagara Escarpment and filled from Lake Huron. It`s considerably deeper than Huron and, as a result, the water is very cold even if it is a fabulous shade of blue. It`s a great place for boaters, from kayakers to sea-going cruisers and is a very popular place for Torontonians and visitors from the US. Anyway, back to Craigleith; the signage at the entrance is a bit confusing but not as confusing as the directions given by the Park staff to get to the RV dump station. We did a little detour around the place along some very narrow tracks and we surfaced at our camp site to find it occupied. It wasn`t really a problem as the people there had only acted on the Park staff`s instruction to pick any unoccupied site. You`ll note that the Park staff are playing a blinder here. The people on our site moved without complaint, though, whilst we eventually found the dump station and somewhere to fill our fresh water tank. We were able to `pull through` (that is, not back) onto the site, for a change, and set up without a problem. It had clearly been raining a lot in the days prior to today as it was a tad boggy underfoot, but it didn`t cause us much of an issue. The only downside was the unseasonably cool temperatures; definitely not sitting out weather. I did, of course, drag Mrs Toad on a walk around the Campground as I like to look at the RVs and trailers, and to count the number of Airstreams. This evening it was one. Towed Haul.
I have to report that after Gumbo, bread heels and beer, we turned in early to read; something we don`t often get the chance to do. I managed about a page and a half before falling asleep and I don`t think Mrs T was that far behind.
We were looking at an early start in the morning with a 9.30 appointment in Collingwood, so an early night was good, really.
Stay tuned for day two`s excitement; let`s hope the weather warms up a bit. As to when this blog will get published, I can`t really say. The phone signal is poor and that`s our only Internet access here; technology hasn`t reached Provincial Parks yet.
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