Pancake Bay
We drove all day again the next day. We went up and down over and over again. I was starting to feel a little sick and wished that we'd just drive on a flat road for a while. I could tell that Carm wasn't having fun either. I don't think he liked going down the hills. I looked out the back window and wondered if our camper was pushing us down the hill. It was hard to sleep.
Finally we turned onto a campground road and my sisters and I waited in the truck while Carm and Laura went into the little building. They seemed excited when they came out. We drove a bit and then we were at our campsite. There were lots of trees. When we went for a walk Laura and Carm asked someone where the dog beach was. I wasn't sure what a beach was, but when we got there I was amazed. It was a big sandy area with other dogs and they were swimming in a really big lake. Laura said it was the same lake we had seen at the Terry Fox statue. I couldn't believe my luck! But when I got close I thought the water was too big, and maybe a bit scary. I waded a bit and that was fun.
We stayed there a few nights. One day Laura said I looked scruffy and that she was afraid that if I got lost people would think I had been abandoned. She got out the clippers and clipped my face. I wasn't really happy about that, but I did feel cooler after.
to be continued…
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