Helen's Home World: RPod Adventures - Fitzroy Provincial Park

Sunday, July 28, 2019

RPod Adventures - Fitzroy Provincial Park

Last week, my youngest sister, her husband and I went to Fitzroy Provincial Park. Fitzroy is only about an hour or so from Ottawa. Since we are all retired we went during the week arriving on Monday and leaving on Thursday. I was surprised at how quiet the campground was since it is just mid summer although we weren't in the campground nearest the beach so I'm sure that helped.

We were to convoy up to the park but after getting through the city (and running a red light) I lost them at an intersection when I had to let the oncoming traffic go ahead of me. Once I found the signs for the highway, I just went my own way. We arrived at the park virtually at the same time.

At my site, the power post was set way back and I didn't have a long enough cord to reach it if the trailer was parked on the gravel pad so my brother in law moved the trailer over nearer the fire pit. Since they had the next site, it wouldn't matter if we couldn't use the fire pit on my site. We got our sites set up and prepared to have a relaxing few days.

We had planned some great meals Mexican corn and shrimp, salmon and asparagus, baked apples with vanilla ice cream and pizzas were the three dinner menus that we had planned. The shrimp and salmon dishes were foil packet dinners, the best way to cook when camping. The shrimp dish was excellent. You don't really need all the peppers that are called for and I'll bet you could feed more than four if you had sides. We just had it with tortillas and ate it like you would fajitas.

Shrimp and Mexican Corn

We didn't do any real hikes just some walks around the campgrounds and checking out the better sites. We decided in the Pine Grove campground, site 4 was the best non-serviced site as it had river access with a flat rock ledge that you could use as a patio and, for me, site 53 was the best electrical site, not too close or too far from the washrooms and an easy site to back into. We were in sites 49 and 52 which weren't really bad either. We enjoyed some nice fires at night.

Carp River

Ottawa River

The second day we did drive into the town of Arnprior to walk around a bit. The town does have a nice little down town core with antique shops and restaurants.

Madawaska River

Town library and museum

I think the dogs enjoyed both the trailer and being outdoors. Beckett is now at the age where I don't need to tether him, for the most part he just stayed on the camp site. Keltic, on the other hand, was antagonized by red squirrels, chipmunks and plenty of grackles.

Keltic

Beckett

Dinner time in the trailer

After dinner nap time

All in all it was a nice little trip, I bought 30 amp extension cord as soon as I got home. Hopefully with another 25 feet of power cord I will always be able to reach the power post. I head off down east for my long solo trip this coming Saturday. I've broken the trip down into segments so none are really all that long. I also upgraded my CAA membership to include the RV as I can't imagine changing the tire by myself. Crossing my fingers that nothing like that happens and that it is a good trip but more about that in future blog posts.

5 comments:

DukeJuly 28, 2019 at 4:41 PM
What a beautiful and relaxing vacation! That camper really suits you, Keltic and Beckett!
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Bella Roxy & MacduiJuly 28, 2019 at 4:56 PM
Sounds like a wonderful, relaxing trip. It's great being able to get out during the week. The dogs here think you NEED to be alert for squirrels, chipmunks and grackles!

Good luck on your solo trip. Can't wait to hear about it.
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DawnJuly 29, 2019 at 7:27 AM
This was a good trip! Glad it was quiet for you. I saw the decal on the front but couldn't tell what it was. Very neat that it's a dog's paw and a hand!

Looking forward to hearing about your next trip!
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Lassiter Chase and BenjaminJuly 31, 2019 at 4:25 AM
pawsome adventure! we like how comfy u look ruffing it out on that bed.
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Agility Blessing

May the tunnels not have too much suction,
May the course be fun and fast.
May your dog not stop to say "hello" to the photographers they pass!
May the table not be too slippery,
May the chute house no scary beasts,
May all the yellow parts be touched with one little toe, at least
May the wind be always at your back,
May no bars fall on the ground,
May the A-frame have no stop sign on the top,
May the judge's whistle never sound.
May your dog obey all correct commands,
And ignore the ones that are wrong.
May your heart be light, your feet be sure, and the bond with your dog grow strong.
At the finish line, may great joy abound, regardless of your score,
You have your dog, your dog has you, and who could ask for more?

Written by: PJ Hughes

What is a Title!

Not just a brag, not just a stepping stone to a higher title, not just an adjunct to competitive scores. A Title is a tribute to the dog that bears it, a way to honor that dog, an ultimate memorial. It will remain in the record and in the memory for about as long as anything in this world can remain. Few humans will do as well or better in that regard, and though the dog himself doesn't know or care that his achievements have been noted, a Title says many things in the world of humans, where such things count.

A Title says your dog was intelligent, and adaptable, and good natured. It says that your dog loved you enough to do the things that please you, however crazy they may have sometimes seemed. And a Title says that you loved your dog, that you loved to spend time with him because he was a good dog, and that you believed in him enough to give him yet another chance when he failed, and that in the end your faith was justified.

A Title proves that your dog inspired you to have the special relationship enjoyed by so few, that in the world of disposable creatures, this dog with a Title was greatly loved, and loved greatly in return. And when that dear short life is over, the Title remains as a memorial of the finest kind, the best you can give to a deserving friend, volumes of praise in one small set of initials before or after the name.

A Title is nothing less than love and respect, given and received, permanently recorded.

Written by Sandy Mowery, Wisconsin

The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.

You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.

We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end

And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.

Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;

We've been so close -- we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.

Author Unknown

Beyond the Rainbow

As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we played,

I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade.

I saw a wondrous image then of a place that’s trouble-free,

Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity.

I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, and on the other side

Were animals of every sort as healthy as could be!

My own tired, failing body was fresh and healed and new

I wanted to run with them, but I had something left to do.

I needed to reach out to you, and tell you I’m alright

That this place is truly wonderful,

Then a bright Glow pierced the night.

Twas the Glow of many candles shining bright, strong and bold

I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant shades of gold.

For although we may not be together in the way we used to be,

We are still connected by a cord no eye can see.

So, whenever you need to find me, we’re never far apart,

If you look beyond the Rainbow and listen with your heart.

Do you think the time is right?

May I say goodbye to pain filled days and endless lonely nights?
I've lived my life and done my best, an example tried to be.
So can I take that step beyond, and set my spirit free?
I didn't want to go at first, I fought with all my might.
But something seems to draw me now to a warm and living light.
I want to go, I really do; it's difficult to stay.
But I will try as best I can to live just one more day.
To give you time to care for me and share your love and fears.
I know you're sad and afraid, because I see your tears.
I'll not be far, I promise that, and hope you'll always know,
That my spirit will be close to you wherever you may go.
Thank you so for loving me. You know I love you too,
And that's why it's so hard to say goodbye and end this life with you.
So hold me now just one more time and let me hear you say,
Because you care so much for me, you'll let me go today.

I Loved You Best

So this is where we part, My Friend,

And you'll run on, around the bend.

Gone from sight, but not from mind,

new pleasures there you'll surely find.

I will go on; I'll find the strength,

Life measures quality, not its length.

One long embrace before you leave,

Share one last look, before I grieve.

There are others, that much is true,

But they be they, and they aren't you.

And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,

Will remember well all you've taught.

Your place I'll hold, you will be missed,

The fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.

And as you journey to your final rest,

Take with you this...I loved you best.

-Jim Willis

The Price We Pay

There is a cycle of love and death that shapes the lives of those who choose to travel in the company of animals.

It is a cycle unlike any other.

To those who have never lived through it's turnings and walked it's rocky path, our willingness to give our hearts with the full knowledge it will be broken seems incomprehensible.

Only we know how small price we pay for what we receive; our grief, no matter how powerful it may be, is an insufficient measure of the joy we have been given.

Suzanne Clother