More Vancouver Island Exploring (BC) – 22 July 18

We were woken during the night by two loud sirens followed by emergency sirens. After looking outside and finding no movement at all I turned over and hoped for the best…

On researching in the morning I found that they were fire sirens. A longstanding tradition, alerting the community’s volunteer firefighters to head to the hall for a call-out.

I was just glad they were not tsunami sirens…

Apparently, there is a discussion at the moment in regards to their modern-day use. I get the traditional aspect and all but since the invention of the telephone, you would think that would be a better means of communication?

Maybe save the sirens for a catastrophic emergency, like a tsunami, earthquake, the whole town is going to burn down…

Although, I can see both the positives and the negatives, and you know what they say, ‘if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it’…

Today we say goodbye to our two-night, slightly of the grid stay in Crofton.

As we were leaving the town we witnessed the strangest sight, a deer crossing the road on an actual crosswalk.  A very safety conscious deer…

A short drive and stop at the quirky town of Cowichan Bay where we were very happy to discover a real bakery, with fresh bread and fresh sweet and savoury pastries.

Plus, we found a cafe that sold real sausage rolls. We could not believe our eyes, nor could our stomachs which encouraged us to almost buy the shop out.

A pie yesterday, sausage rolls today AND I had vegemite on my toast this morning. All we need is a lamington and my Aussie food cravings would be complete.

A slow walk back to the motorhome basking in our bakery food coma.

Onto the bigger harbour town of Nanaimo where the locals were enjoying the beautiful day, both the ones with homes and hopefully to some extent, the homeless, in their railway siding campsite.

Unfortunately or maybe, fortunately, we were unable to get a park for the motorhome. Nanaimo was a drive through exploration only.

Back on the road and onto our campsite for tonight in Rondalyn Ladysmith, a Parkbridge Camping and RV Resort.

We were hot and tired and spent the afternoon relaxing in the motorhome.

 

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