We drove to Winnipeg Beach last Saturday to help put flooring in my cousins cabin. There was a boardwalk carnival going on that weekend as well. During the day I went to the boardwalk and bought a couple vintage wood and canvas camp chairs which I'm fixing up this week (will show you later) and we returned after the cabin work was done to check out the arcade and go on some rides. The arcade was fun, but let me tell you something about this part of the summer - we get fish flies.
Fish flies are disgusting. They only live up to 24 hours as adults and basically fly off the water to stick to something and die. They're pretty big and once they hit you, you have to peel them off (sometimes not all of them goes in one piece). They don't bite, but when they're around in biblical plague proportions, you better bet that even the least squeamish will be turned off. I'm talking about a carpet of them on every surface, vertical and horizontal. During the day they were bad, but at night they were swarming all the flashing carnival lights, hitting Luke in the face as he road the only ride he could stand. As it stopped he shouted " THAT WAS DISGUSTING !!!" . I joked that I should have gotten a picture of them for the blog, which I really should have. I always try to focus on the positives of our "home and native land" and this ain't one of them. It turns out if you look closely at the right bottom corner of the second sunflower photo, you'll see a shady silhouette of one of our fish fly visitors. All I know is, I'm not going back to the beach until I know those creeps have been swept away (they'll need a snow plow).