We started out this morning with a few snow flakes - but that ended soon enough. We headed south toward Whistler on some of the windiest, steepest roads we've ever been on. There were several hills posted at a 13% grade. Good thing those trailer breaks work.
D told us how much the sea to sky highway area changed since he and K were there. (WAY before we were born) Now there's lots of construction men working in their big trucks and lots of really tall buildings like apartments, condos, stores, etc. Not very pretty - we'll just save our good scenery for Banff and Jasper in September.
D took the "scenic route" through North Vancouver, West Vancouver and Vancouver. We really didn't understand what he was saying... but we knew he wasn't happy. Something about misleading road signs and needing his navigator. Finally we found the road to the Canadian/US border. Maybe this time they'll want to look at our stuff.
Be careful what you wish for. Boy, did they want to look at our stuff. So much so - we had to get out of the truck and go sit in the customs office while two guards searched the truck and trailer. (did they think we were smuggling cats?) They checked all of our paperwork and asked lots of questions. They wanted to know if D had any canned goods. He explained that K packed the groceries and he didn't know what was in there. Maybe they searched the trailer so they could let D know what we had. Oh well, they gave up pretty quick and let us go on our merry way.
We're stopped for the night in Ferndale, Washington. Cute little town - nice RV park - and we have a heater again tonight. Were so close to Seattle - maybe we'll sleep in tomorrow morning. Nah!
Daily Observation: There's no place like home - or at least your home country!
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