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There’s two sides to every storm

on March 29, 2016

Side 1:

Let me tell you, living in Canada is not all about playing with white stuff or feeling like the incredible hulk as you add a 5th layer of clothing.

Southern Ontario was hit this week with a major ice storm, and I was reminded how foreign winter phenomena’s are to many people.

An ice storm consists of freezing rain. This is not hail, but instead it’s rain that falls at or just below zero degrees. As it falls it becomes supercooled, which helps it freeze on impact with roads, trees, cars, and powerlines.

Ice storms are much less frequent than the typical snow storm, but have a tendency to wreak havoc. Since the freezing rain causes ice to form on the trees and powerlines, it adds a considerable amount of weight, so it’s common for tree branches to come down on powerlines and cause power outages.

We got a call at 10pm, “The back up generator hasn’t kicked in, the basement is starting to flood”.

When the power goes out in the country, there’s one main issue … so let me introduce you to a sump pump.

A sump pump is probably the most important machine to operate at all times in a rural property. You will generally find a sump pump submerged in a basement, particularly in townships which have a high water table level. It pumps as needed to remove water from the basement drainage system to avoid overflowing and flooding.

When the power goes out in the country, the sump pump stops working.

When your back-up generator doesn’t kick in… any guesses? Yep, your right. The basement starts flooding, and during a snow melt and/or heavy rain, it doesn’t take long.

We asked, “How much water?”

“I’m treading in water, and it’s only been five minutes.”

“Really?” (Or perhaps some other words to express surprise and immediate concern.) “We’ll be there as soon as we can.”

When we arrived at the property, the water level on the lower half of our basement was now a solid 4 inches underwater. Most things in this room sit on crates to avoid too much damage in this exact situation. However, we probably had only an inch or so before it would move into the higher (and finished) half of our basement, which was full of belongings.

Outside with torches we checked the generator. Maybe the battery was dead, causing it not to start? Well, there was only one way to find out. After finding the manual override button, this was the moment of truth. Would everything be lost in the basement, or would we avoid this by the narrowest of margins?

As we held down the button, it tried to start. It kept trying to start, and a few seconds later it turned over. The sump pump came to life and the water started receding immediately.

A very close call. Phew!

Side 2.

It was a beautiful storm.

There’s two sides to every storm.

Happy living

Roaming Days

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Blister in the snow

on January 30, 2015

January has almost been and gone. It was a month that felt a lot like being back in the RV. We’ve had no internet, no television, and we live in a space only marginally bigger (maybe a double wide for our trailer park friends). But we’re happy. Being back at work is exhausting.

It’s not so much the work, but walking to and from. I cover at least 5km a day, and whilst it may not seem like the greatest distance, the heavy winter boots, and 4 layers of clothing, take some getting used to. I think the main issue is the blisters. In a slightly re-seasoned version of the Violet Femmes, ‘Blister in the sun’ it’s more like, ‘Let me go on, like a blister in the snow’. The temperature in the first week averaged -15 degrees, with the worst day being -29 degrees. A bloke from work says to me, “So you walk to work? You do look a little colder than most coming in”.

The family has adjusted amazingly to this phase of our life. The kids just love living in a high-rise building. To be as high as the birds, gives them yet another perspective on life. There are lots of advantages of living on the 30th floor. Spotting school buses in the morning is just one of their favourite things to do! However, our windows go from floor to ceiling, which makes me very nervous when the kids run full ball at the window. I’ve relaxed a lot! But we still avoid unnecessary leaning or banging against the window for my own health. They also play, without exception, a competitive game of ‘who will pick the right elevator’. It involves selecting one of the 4 elevators, and the excitement can hardly be contained as we wait to see which door opens. The winner usually jumps around in celebration, regardless of who, or how many people are in elevator. These kids bring joy to the building, and a bit of screaming too!

The condo has a ton of facilities and things to do, and we’ve had visitors for the first 3 weekends in our new place. It’s been a really busy, yet fun adjustment into condo living. The kids are swimming as much as they possibly can. Both Dora and Boots are gaining a lot of confidence in the water. Boots a little too much so. Under close supervision, with no arm-bands, he dived off the steps. He was adamant that he could swim. I’d like to say he just magically started swimming, but that’s not the case. He sank. As I pulled him up, he did not for a second appear perturbed. He just asked for his arm-bands back and off he went again. Dora is mastering floating, treading water, and a slightly wild version of, well, swimming. It looks a little like someone trying to fight off a shark attack 🙂 Seriously, she is progressing wonderfully. Most importantly she is becoming relaxed in the water, and she could make it to safety if it were required. We’re very proud of them both.

So life in the Saga is treating us well so far. The outdoor skating rink is a stone-throw away, and we visited the rink with our good friends from Stratford a couple of weeks ago. This was the first time that we didn’t have one of those plastic pushy things for the kids. Previously, a metre was the furthest distance Dora had travelled unassisted. Suddenly, she was to skate around the ice. She would say to us, “I only fell down 4 times that time!” I really love her commitment to things, and her willingness to give things a go. It was Boot’s first time on real ice skates. Last year he had those skates that strapped to his shoes, and they were honestly useless. He was better walking around on the ice trying to get a feel for it. With real skates, he could walk around exceptionally well off the ice, and not at all on the ice. However, undeterred, and with the biggest grin on his face, he yelled “zoom, zoom, zoom” as we hunched over and skated him around. Mummy and Daddy were thinking, ‘pyhsio, pyhsio, pyhsio!!!’

We can’t wait to explore and start roaming around Mississauga. We’re not too far from the water, there a few big libraries and parks, play centres and kids activities. Of course, there’s the Living Arts Centre, which hosts many productions for both the young and old. I think we will have a really great time here.

I’m excited that February is around the corner. It means that we have 1 or 3 months of winter left. Either way, Mississauga is not the snow haven that Grey County was. Unlike the Queensland (Australia) slogan, “Beautiful one day, perfect the next’, Grey County’s slogan was ‘Snow one day, buried the next.’ Mississauga on the other hand has had very little snow (maybe 2 or 3 days in January). The biggest plus is that there’s zero snow accumulation. It’s always gone within 24 hours. Whilst I miss the beautiful scenery of the snow in the country, the practicality of getting to work is much easier.

I’m truly thankful for the wonderful experiences the last year or so has presented us. I may have taken a step back into corporate life, but somehow I still like I feel like I’m on a holiday. Trust me, it’s not a lack of work. It’s the mindset. Happy living everyone!

Our introduction to RV life

on April 14, 2014

Our first 1000 miles of RV life have been exactly what they were meant to be. Full of adventure, laughter, challenges, and things we’ll truly never forget; a cyclone warning, torrential rain and wind, a blown tire, our first couple of nights in a Walmart parking lot, and so much more.

The wheels started turning on Monday morning as we headed south towards the USA border at Niagara Falls. We didn’t rush out early, as the whole point of this trip is to relax and take our time. We had no time constraints, and there was no-where we ‘had’ to be.

Ready to roll, goodbye snow.

I’ve not had a smooth border crossing in to the US for some time, and the trend continued. Despite having a current ESTA (Electronic System for Travel Authorisation), which is the new and ‘easier’ way to travel through the USA under the Visa Waiver Program, for land border crossings it doesn’t help at all. We pulled up to the window and straight away we were told we had to go inside.

The officer inside asked us the address of where we were staying, but Marlea had left the address in the RV. The officer says to us “I can check the white pages”. So we gave him the home owners name and town. He then says to us, “Is the home owner aged between 60-64?” Last I checked the white pages didn’t provide this information, but of course this was not a time to question the privacy of US citizens.

So officially we entered the USA, and we headed east through New York State. We stopped at Denny’s near Batavia, and it was at this point that the weather channel told us that there was a cyclone warning for North and South Carolina, which is where we were heading. The US news tends to over exaggerate things so I wasn’t sure whether this was a ‘blow your hat off’ or a ‘tie down your Motorhome’ type warning? Therefore, it was no surprise that as we started heading south in to Pennsylvania, we encountered some very heavy rain and winds. The Motorhome handled the conditions extremely well, and gave us a lot of confidence that the wind wouldn’t blow us over anytime soon.

It was after midnight by the time we pulled into a Walmart parking lot in Lewistown, for a well earned sleep.

Our first night at Walmart!

Tuesday was a slow start. After going into to Walmart and both kids having a minor meltdown, we took some time in the Motorhome to ensure everyone was well fed and relaxed before starting off again. We had also experienced some issues with our RV 12V battery, which powers the radio and interior lights, and starts things like the generator. After buying a new one at Walmart and installing it, everything worked like new.

A few hours later we arrived in Gettysburg, and we were very excited! We drove through the downtown, and as we turned to head up towards the visitor centre, I had to take a tighter turn than I’d hoped as there was a car at the stoplights (and the streets were tiny). The back wheel clipped the gutter/curb and there was a sudden rush of air. We made it to the visitor centre before assessing the damage, as the RV still drove normally.

I won’t lie, I was furious. Firstly because I’d hit the gutter/curb, but more so because I knew the afternoon would involve sitting in the visitor centre car park rather than doing a driving tour of the battlefields. It was an unfortunate incident on the second day of RV life, but if I’m ever going to blow a tire, this is the way to do it. We weren’t travelling at high speeds, and the family was not put in any danger!

The kids having fun while the tire is being changed.

A blown tire… day 2… good start 🙂

A local tire dealer popped out to put the spare tire on, and this was followed with a drive to a nearby gas station to pump up spare tire. It was at this point that I was ‘almost laughing’. The air valve was on the inside of the outer tire, making it almost impossible to attach the air pump! While the owner of the gas station tried to help me, Marlea had to be on look out for people entering the gas station… seriously!

It took me a while to find the calmness that I’d had up until this point, and nothing like peak hour traffic via Washington to get my attention back on the road. In all honesty, we had a beautiful run through peak hour and found a little mexican/indian taco joint for dinner, not too far passed the city.

We had a great night, and did books and bed time routine with the kids in the parking lot. Everyone was settled after another big day. We strapped the kids into their car seats and we were on the move again. Before we new it, the kids were asleep and the night was ours to chat and get some miles under our belt. We drove late in to the night, finally settling at 1am in another Walmart parking lot. This time we joined a number of fellow RV’ers, and we felt right at home.

Our 2nd night at a Walmart, with fellow RV’ers

Our 3rd and final day on the road to our first stop was the best so far. Our only obstacle was the sudden closure of a small country road. All the driveways on the street were narrow and to each side was a large dip for the water drainage. To add to the drama of performing a 10 point turn in a narrow driveway, the property owners dog had joined us and ran around and under the front of the RV. The owner stood and watched from the house, and eventually came down to drag the dog away.

We stopped for lunch at Greenville, North Carolina. Today we suggested the kids should go in to the food store and pick their own lunch. Dora was great, selecting a yogurt, the makings for a BBQ chicken sandwich, and a juice for herself. We opened up the RV and took an hour to just sit and watch the world go by. What’s fascinating to me is how relaxing a parking lot can be! We had parked in a shady spot near a patch of grass and it felt like our own little peace of paradise.

By mid afternoon we’d arrived at our first stop. We’d driven through Ontario, New York State, Pennsylvania, Virginia to arrive in New Bern, North Carolina. What an absolute gorgeous part of the world this is, y’all. We’ll show you around in our upcoming blogs.

Until then, happy living 🙂

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