No fixed address, no fixed destination.

Blue River RV Park, Blue River, BC (no stars)

Well, Lee thinks this pulling the Schooner is coming back pretty fast. After lunch in Merritt, he ended up on highway 5A instead of highway 5 (the Coquihalla). No problem, back into a small side road, and head back in the right direction. Sometime later while getting ready to fill up in Kamloops, he pulls a turn into the gas station a little too tight and touches the side of the Schooner on a barrier. He catches it in the mirror in time and backs up but the door step has been slightly bent. Need to practice and pay attention a little more.

We settled in at Blue River campground for the night. A little primitive in all aspects. With some help from the operator, we got the electricity and water working.

There's nothing like a good bottle of wine and king crab to make you forget you are RV-ing.

Lez grimaces: OK - so when we started using the various media devices in the RV we were so excited we had brought along our 500 CD's. After about a month, the CD unit quit playing a CD after about 50 seconds. Any CD. SO, sigh, we spent the rest of our time listening to local radio stations. Works great as long as we could find a good Rock and Roll oldies station!

Fast forward a year to our docking tonight in Blue River Campground. With full service, the campground is so VERY Rockies - mountains, forest and meadow and the freshest pine smell not in a spray! Mother Earth is coming out in me.

As I unpacked my laptop and straightened out the shelves of CD's that shifted in travel - well, it's always darkest before it dawns on ya! (quote from Charlie Farqueson/aka Don Harron). I have a CD PLAYER on my laptop!

We dined on our French Creek BC Crab Legs, a Tinhorn Pinot Gris - and The Guess Who groovin' and we're groovin' right along. Big smile.