The week after I didn’t go to Mexico I decided to spend the winter on Vancouver Island. I packed up my little Honda fit with my sleeping bag, warmest clothes and enough food to last a month or so and set off. My plan was to take my time and hike my way across Canada and the West Coast. Three days out, more lockdowns kicked in, and B C was also talking about closing its border to tourists. I had to take a good hard look at what I was doing. I’m not in a financial position to winter in Canada without working unless I’m rough camping. And while that’s my thing, the way things were going, I could get stuck between hither and yon in the winter. In the end, I turned around and headed back home. Even so, I’m glad I went. I never really wanted to winter camp again but it certainly scratched my adventure inch, and I had some beautiful hikes in northern Ontario. But I have finally accepted, and made my peace with, what other people have long since accepted; this is not the year to travel.
So it will be a season of winter-land walking, cozy writing in front of the fire, and working. And feeling especially grateful for my wise and wonderful children who impress me every day.
I know you love your winter adventures far from this great white cold north. I
always enjoy your adventure blogs and pictures of you in far away lands. I too am
thankful that you are home. Safe at home. I look forward to your winter musings from the fireside.
Stay safe, stay cozy.
Hi Shelley, thanks very much! ❤️
Happy to hear you have settled in with the rest of us. Adventures will await on the other side of this current situation and happy to see you are making the best of it. Hugs xo
Thanks my friend! Hugs and love. ❤️
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Now that you are home just wanted you to know that we have a beautiful ice rink in our bush beside our house that winds through the bush. You are welcome to skate any time.
Thanks very much Shelley. I may very well take you up on that! ❤️
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