Nothing says Canada Day like camping at Killbear with baked potatoes and giant Polish sausages on the grill.
And the clouds of mosquitos.
And Charlie the brat at the campsite next door waking everyone up at 6am.
And Adam across the way getting spanked around 630am.
And the sudden rainfall while trying to pack up.
And of course the 6 hour drive home with all the other happy campers.
And last but not least....the 3 hour clean up and air drying of all gear upon arrival home.
*sigh*
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