Peace Out Van, We're ACTUALLY Out: Oh Man(itoba) - heavily featuring Chester the worlds cutest cat-man

After we decided that spending the night anywhere near Regina was a waste of time, we carried on like wayward sons to Manitoba. Tamara, I really wanted to sing out loud just then and it really made me miss you. So after driving for a lengthly amount of time we were all beginning to feel pooped and started looking for a place to spend the night.

We seriously contemplated hunting down the Towlers to see if they'd let us set up camp in their yard. However we decided this might be a bit strange seeing as (A) we have no idea where they live (but honestly how big can the town be?) and (B) coming up saying "Hi there, we know your son, mind if we stay the night?!" is more than just a little awkward.

I'm just shocked that I now know where Souris is in the world. There are some places you just think you'll never find yourself. This was one of them.

Not far up the road from here is where we found that super stabby-vibed camp site that Cam mentioned. Here's a picture of the road where we needed to exit to get to this place, this basically sets the tone for the rest of the evening. See those trees to the right in the distance? That's where we camped.

Our time here wasn't all bad. After getting eaten alive by no less than 800 mosquitos, we did a little grocery/supply shop in "town" and this is where we bought a sweet axe because our hatchet was super useless. We drove back to the site just as dusk was settling in, and made dinner. This is when Cam had "nature" call, and I was justified in bringing 6 rolls of toilet paper across the country with us. Not that he needed all 6, but stranger things have happened. After losing a few pounds, Cam and I went for a stroll around the camp ground where we saw all those abandoned campers and a weird little chapel looking building. Like who wants to visit a chapel/get married 25ft from the Trans-Canada highway? One of the weird cats, the one that always had it's mouth open, followed us on our walk. I don't think I can stress enough how weird this place was. I am disappointed in myself for not taking more (or really any) photos of this place.

After we settled down to sleep, the mangy cats that were wandering around the campsite began yowling so we decided this was as good a time as any to test out sleeping with the kitten man in the tent. He was pretty good about it and after a few minutes of exploring all 6ft squared of the tent and attempting to escape out of every "window" we all hunkered down and fell asleep.

This is the only photo I have of this camp site. It paints a pretty decent picture. "Can we please get the hell out of here now?" Yes kitten man. Yes we can.

So like I said earlier, we booked it around Winnipeg and the rest of Manitoba for that matter. We had planned to stay at Whiteshell Provincial Park for the next night, but we making time so we set Thunder Bay as our next destination.