Riding Mountain

Riding Mountain

We love road tripping with the kids, but every so often we get REALLLLLY lucky and hit the road as a pair. A couple weekends ago Todd and I had the chance to take Eggie about 3 and a half hours west to Riding Mountain National Park. We parked her at a campground right in the little resort town of Wasagaming. Clear lake is the largest lake in the park, and offers very pretty views, boating, and swimming. We planned on taking a dinner cruise while there, but our bad luck weather streak continued and the water was too choppy. Not only that, but a scary storm rolled in and I worried we might come back to a rolled eggie. Luckily the rain and high winds calmed and we had a cool but dry rest of the weekend.

Riding Mountain is Canada's second oldest national park. It's just full of trails, backcountry camping and black bears! The history here is very interesting and it seems that every time I go, I discover something new. We took the long way home so we could pass through the original East Gate. It's entrance is marked by a very nice log & stone building, built in 1933 by workers hired in a depression relief program. I loved walking through the old log buildings in town, including a bunch of gift shops, restaurants, a movie theatre and the visitor centre. All of them had so much warmth and character. Here are a few pictures we took during the weekend. 

You know what, I missed pointing things out to the kids. I wondered if they were thinking of us back home. But I also completely enjoyed the easy camp set up and take down, a totally relaxed game of Yahtzee with a leisurely bottle of wine, time to take in all the little details, two breakfasts where I could have as many cups of coffee as I liked and NOBODY spilled ANYTHING, and all that uninterrupted conversation. Wonderful. We'll have to do it again sometime I suppose!

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