CANADA HERE WE COME

After dropping off the boats in Kent, Washington, we received our next dispatch to head to Richmond, British Columbia, Canada to pick up a truck used for de-icing airplanes. Since we were already in the Seattle area, we decided to spend the night at the USA border in Blaine, Washington before crossing into Canada. On our way up I started noticing how the leaves were changing and that the hint of Fall was fast approaching.


The small truck stop we stayed at had parking along a narrow stretch of dirt that bordered the local airport. We had the pleasure of watching small aircraft land and take off while we were there.

Another highlight of this truck stop was a local coffee shack just across the street. Since we had the time Wednesday morning, we took advantage of their outdoor seating, grabbed a local paper, and a couple of cups of java and took in the crisp cool morning in style.


After our morning coffee we headed off to the border crossing. When you are not hauling anything it is so much easier to get across. Canadian customs had us on our way in no time at all after careful inspection of our passports. A mile down the road we got our official welcome.


Let me first start off by saying this day started off great, but soon turned into a comedy of errors, a Murphy's Law type of day. I know one day soon we will laugh about it, but for right now we will keep the details to ourselves. First off the traffic around Vancouver is horrendous. The routing which they gave us was wrong and if it wasn't for another trucker talking to us on the CB we might still be lost in Canada.

One of the nicest things was crossing the Alex Fraiser Bridge. It really was pretty going across the water and seeing the greater Vancouver area come into sight.


So after finally locating the address to pick up the truck, we had the pleasure of finding out it was over the height limitations for Canada and Washington. Needless to say there were some faxes and phone calls, permits and routing information to be obtained. But we got it loaded onto the trailer to make our way back across the border.


This is where our little story almost became "The Couple Without A Country". I promise we will tell this story to anyone interested over a nice bottle of wine. This quick trip to Canada is one Craig and I will never forget!