First Day in Canada

Wednesday was a busy day. Bob's old golfing buddies from the Port Huron Church invited him to play golf in the morning.  After thunder storms on and off all night, the morning was perfect for golf. Linda did some laundry at Gary and Shirley Rhody's house and then went out for lunch with one of the other golf widows and Shirley. In the evening we had dinner with a long-time Presbytery of Detroit friend, Needa Nichols.  A busy, full day.

Thursday we drove over the Blue Water bridge into Canada.  It was a quick and uneventful crossing.  At the end our our driving day, we had reserved a spot in Grafton, ON.  When we entered the park, we learned that an Egg Fest was going on.  We didn't have a clue what it was.

It happens to be a group of people, all of whom own a small, fiberglass trailer that was made in the seventies and could be pulled by a small car.  They were called Bolers. We met some nice people camping here.  Our Phoenix Cruiser looked like a giant among these trailers.

Here is one that's painted to match the car pulling it.

Do you like pink?

This seems a little more reasonable