I took a bit of a summer hiatus from my art. Part of that hiatus included a two week vacation to Eastern Canada with my family. 5000 kms of driving and five different provinces we took in a lot of cool sights. This was a vacation on a budget which included camping in a pop up trailer with five noisy and often fighting kids. Marsh mellows, smores and scary stories told around the campfire my kids were scared and sticky messes each night before bed. Now our two youngest sleep with their door open for fear that they will be attacked in the night by three finger Willie (thank you Stephan for your imaginative story). A lot of memories were made in those 5000 kms; and after many mosquito bites, boring car rides, late nights and ocean views my kids are pretty impressed they travelled half of Canada in a two week span. Maybe next summer we will head west.
Our family spends a lot of weekends at motocross tracks. On a race weekend you drive to wherever the destination and camp over. The last race weekend I remember waking up and standing outside of the trailer just watching all of the activity; racers tuning their bikes and getting in their gear to head to the riders meeting. Kids running around playing, laughing, making their own dirt tracks in the sand. Dogs being walked by their owners, a steaming mug of coffee in hand and the comforting smell of eggs and bacon being cooked over an open flame. It struck me then how my kids might look back on these summer weekends with such fond memories, being closer as a family, getting to know the other racing families, the noise, and the excitement. On many a Saturday and Sunday morning during the spring and summer season this is what they will wake up to. And it’s pretty cool if you ask me.