I got a new co-pilot on the trip over to Chetwynd and Fraser Lake to visit the parents - we kidnapped Isabella (Fuzzy Belly) for the trip. She seems pretty much a natural for the right seat, and I had her saying "on the road again" almost from the start.
Of course, she has to get used to some road food for travelling - rotisserie chicken with all the fixins - does it get any better than that?
Isabella got her first chance to swim in a real lake... think she took to it? You tell me. Only downside was that we neglected to remove the Pamper, so the lake level dropped a couple in inches by the time we left.
Camping's not camping without 5:00 "Hooch Time". This one's at Mount Robson.
