The May long week-end couldn’t have come at a better time. Camping with friends on our anniversary week-end was exactly the right way to mourn a little and remember Chika in a place he would have loved.
Englishman River Falls Provincial Park is a large campground, and it was full for the first big camping weekend of the year. But it was still fun, and like all park campgrounds it settled down nicely at night.
We sat around the campfire a lot. Ate s’mores. Walked to some amazing waterfalls. Did some geocaching (treasure hunting that delighted the three year old member of the group). Had an ice cream and visited a used book store. Talked into the night with good friends.