Bird Cannons

We chose Oliver as our next destination; a small town, but lush with amazing landscapes. Most of the RV parks were full, but I found one place that was willing to give us a spot for two weeks. I didn’t realize it would be in an overflow area.

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Wind and Water

The campsite assigned to us in Osoyoos at Nk’Mip ("Nk'mip" is pronounced "in-ka-meep") was steps away from the lake. We set up the trailer on the edge of the beach, the wheels in the sand, then unpacked our chairs to enjoy a calm moment.

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Navigating South

Having routines but not watching our watches, just the movement of the sun and light of the day, that flow made us more productive. We looked back at how we had been trained to get up, go to work, make appointments, follow a schedule, and there didn’t seem to be anything we remembered but the passage of time in that past life. Now we could enjoy what was in front of us; lake life, travel, new experiences.

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How Far We Have Come

We felt like we’d been staring down that border for months when it had only been weeks. Gazing over the southern boundary of Osoyoos Lake, we knew it wasn’t going to look any different when we drove Hwy 97 into the United States. It would feel different.

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