This unusual job is taking us all over the country to places I would have never otherwise been to, or maybe even heard of. For example, we’re now on our way from Quesnel, BC, to 100 Mile House.
We’ve made it to the mountains! Stopped in Jasper for one night to catch up with one of my friends, and take in some of the stunning views. When we came through last year I promised Chesney bears, moose, goats, elk, and all the other Rocky Mountain regulars. But we saw nothing – like literally nothing. I think we saw one goat or something.
It’s easy to forget sometimes that we’re here for work because we spend so much time in the car looking at beautiful landscapes. But this week is so go-go-go, there’s no way around our work being all consuming. It’s also easy to forget we’re still freelance writing part-time. I’ll admit that on more than one occasion I’ve remembered I have an article deadline just a few hours before hand, and had to scramble to get it done. Whoops!
No one out here is wearing a mask. We noticed a shift even before we left Ontario, with people in smaller towns walking around like there’s no pandemic devastating the world. But once we got to Manitoba it was like a parallel universe, and it’s only continued as we’ve moved further West. Here, we’re more of a pariah for wearing masks than not wearing them. I think it makes people think we’re feeling sick. But we feel just fine and even got tested for COVID before we left! Don’t worry, we obviously both tested negative.
It’s our first working day! We’ve made it to Winnipeg, Manitoba and are driving down to Winkler for our first job site. The drive, unsurprisingly, is flat and surrounded by farmland as far as the eye can see. There are so many locusts everywhere that we murder about 1,000 of them with the front of our car. Gross.
It’s the middle of the night, and a storm has rolled in. Which means it’s time (whether we like it or not) to test the durability of our little trailer.
What’s more, is that we’re parked up in the middle of a field with virtually nothing around us to provide any kind of shelter. As much as I haven’t loved being parked up next to monster campers in the past… at least I could have hoped they’d act as a windbreaker in a situation like this. Here goes nothin’.
Our trailer is “self-contained” which just means we have a bathroom on board. That’s nice and all, but I had it in my head that we could get away with never needing it. Well… we haven’t even left the province yet, it’s only been a few days, but with COVID keeping most campground bathroom facilities closed… we’ve had no choice.