2006/08/05
Hanover
August 3 to August 5
Leaving Kincardine we drove about 50 km east to the town of Hanover and stopped at a campground on the Saugeen River. This campground had the most amazing gardens around some of the seasonal sites. As it was the August long weekend we weren’t surprised to see a lot of people arriving with tents ...sure.... We were a little surprised when they tried to set up on already occupied sites where trailers were parked. A neighbour told us that around 300 people were expected from the “Mississauga Filipino Athletic Association” and that they liked to be near electric outlets. When we went to bed Friday night we figured there were about 50 people from the association there. When we woke Saturday morning (around 7:30 am) there were at least a hundred more people with more cars arriving every few minutes and electric cords running from every outlet. Shortly after 8 am, Ed and I decided we better get a move on if we wanted to be able to get the trailer out of the site. As soon as we started packing up, people started hovering around our site like vultures — one group had picked up their tent and was putting it on our site before Ed had even started moving the trailer. As we drove out our wake was filled in by a sea of tents. Somehow Ed managed to miss the trees (1 foot tall), the plastic rollers from the electric cords, the cars and the tent (by a foot) — I did have to close the doors of one van so we wouldn’t remove them.
The next stop was the Hanover airport — where we were parking our trailer by our friends (Anne and Victor) hanger. The airport was blissfully quiet and peaceful after the campground — even with planes landing and taking off. Victor has been working on rebuilding his vintage Navion aeroplane for the past fifteen years and hopes it will fly later this fall- if nothing else it will be the most perfectly assembled and painted aeroplane in the country.
The campground in Hanover.
Victor, Anne, Lou, Gino and the airplane.
Look how clean the engine is -- the entire plane is a work of art.
An air ambulance getting fuel before heading to London.
Leaving Kincardine we drove about 50 km east to the town of Hanover and stopped at a campground on the Saugeen River. This campground had the most amazing gardens around some of the seasonal sites. As it was the August long weekend we weren’t surprised to see a lot of people arriving with tents ...sure.... We were a little surprised when they tried to set up on already occupied sites where trailers were parked. A neighbour told us that around 300 people were expected from the “Mississauga Filipino Athletic Association” and that they liked to be near electric outlets. When we went to bed Friday night we figured there were about 50 people from the association there. When we woke Saturday morning (around 7:30 am) there were at least a hundred more people with more cars arriving every few minutes and electric cords running from every outlet. Shortly after 8 am, Ed and I decided we better get a move on if we wanted to be able to get the trailer out of the site. As soon as we started packing up, people started hovering around our site like vultures — one group had picked up their tent and was putting it on our site before Ed had even started moving the trailer. As we drove out our wake was filled in by a sea of tents. Somehow Ed managed to miss the trees (1 foot tall), the plastic rollers from the electric cords, the cars and the tent (by a foot) — I did have to close the doors of one van so we wouldn’t remove them.
The next stop was the Hanover airport — where we were parking our trailer by our friends (Anne and Victor) hanger. The airport was blissfully quiet and peaceful after the campground — even with planes landing and taking off. Victor has been working on rebuilding his vintage Navion aeroplane for the past fifteen years and hopes it will fly later this fall- if nothing else it will be the most perfectly assembled and painted aeroplane in the country.
The campground in Hanover.
Victor, Anne, Lou, Gino and the airplane.
Look how clean the engine is -- the entire plane is a work of art.
An air ambulance getting fuel before heading to London.
