Pretty much just not home. The timeshare is nice, with a rustic look, and Jackman is a small town, far away from a supermarket, although there are stores there, at least one.
I wish, but they don't allow pets, even when they are family. We have a couple of people (whom they have come to know) who will come in twice a day to make sure they have food, water, and clean litter boxes. They'll even put food out for the ferals.
Ken you are a true Ice Road Trucker. I'm sure the scenery there is really beautiful in winter. I have only visited or spent time in a few eastern locations in my life time. I loved New York in 66 and missed seeing the fall of the year when all the tree leaves changed colors. My company was lucky to get to vacation at West Point for the entire summer, something my memories have treasured for life. I was able to see Ohio and spend a summer on Buckeye Lake right on the amusement park grounds. All the early people who had concessions and businesses in the park bought a house on the same water front and a good old family friend had lived there for ages. Like all things the Park is gone now with only a headstone setting on the center spot of the whole area. Money closed it down and allowed the rich to buy it all up. There was a wooden board walk running along side the lake all the way from one end of the park to the other and myself and friends I made while there would lay there on the edge of the boardwalk and nap everyday. There was an overflow valve at the end of the park and if the lake would get too high they would open the lock to let it help drop the level. The lake was full of carp and we made dough balls and caught some whoppers. Not a good eating fish so we would just throw them all back. I won't be making any more road trips but I still think about all those I did make.
It's not tomorrow that we're leaving, although I'm sure that's what she told me. Instead, we will be leaving for Jackman on Saturday.
We are here in Jackman. Kind of a nice place, more rustic than fancy because it caters largely to snowmobilers this time of year. That works for me. I like it.
No, I doubt it. There are so many snowmobilers around here that it would be like a Los Angeles freeway, only colder.
I am going to post pictures of the rest of the unit, but first I want to put up this video of a gigantic herd of deer. This video shows less than half of the group, as after we spotted them, Ken had to make a U-turn and I had to fumble with my phone in order to film. This crossing appears to be right in the middle of town on Main Street in Jackman.
That is insane! I get maybe 4 or 5 meandering in my yard and have had that many cross the road in front of me, but have never encountered a true herd like that. To paraphrase Matthew: Look at the deer of the field. They neither sew nor reap nor gather into the barns, yet your heavenly Father keeps feeding them. Generation after generation after generation, adapting to (and often flourishing within) man's changing environment. I like the straggler at the 0:53 mark who walks up to the road, sees that you're not gonna move so it can leap in front of you at the last second, so turns around disappointed to wait for its next victim. There's nuthin' like unrequited chaos.