Day two

So no peanut buttered tree, though it seems we simply missed this ritual. The kids however were loud. The most interesting spectacle that occurred was between our neighbours (the ones with the loud kids) and people a few spots down. They had an unending supply of kids and adults who talked to them just like the people on the Jerry Springer show.

So the Jerry Springer show had a few episodes. It started just with adults trash talking the kids, waiving hands around and in general being all dramatic. We leave for a bit. (Darien managed to break his brand new sandals.) When we come back the Sheriff's car is there as is the park police. Most provinces in Canada don't get their own police, yet the parks get their own special police force. Not sure why, other than the specific case with the Jerry Springer campers. This camp ground is incredibly small to need its own police force.

So drive in to see the Sheriff, the park police, a couple of park rangers and the adults from both camps. We can't tell what they are saying, but their body language is full of crossed arms, hands on hips, and some indignant hand waiving. Later we hear the issue involved the kids of one family talking trash to the other. But really its was just dramatic and like reality TV. Seems this family gets kicked out of the park almost yearly.

The park also has the most 'non fun' swimming area of all time. They could have saved time and just put a sign saying NO FUN out in front of the swim area.



On a more typical tourisity note, we went for an amazing amazing walk with the dogs. Darien will do a photo blog in the next day or so, but until then check out these pics.

Tomorrow we are up bright and early to meet a breeder in Massachusetts. Then head down to Maryland to camp near Chesapeake Bay.