As has now become an annual tradition, Ray and Nick started off the summer with a camping trip, this year to Bon Echo Provincial Park. They had an active week, one day cycling six hilly kilometres to get to the trail, hiking 10 kilometres and then cycling another six hilly kilometres back afterwards. Then they napped.
Canadian camping is a bit more ‘wild’ than camping in England, with a greater chance of wildlife encounters. Ray awoke in the middle of their first night to the sound of a raccoon rifling through their stuff in the screened-in area of the tent, and they heard that one of the other campers had been chased by a bear while doing some off-trail hiking.
On their second evening, Ray and Nick roasted marshmallows over the bonfire. Ray hadn’t packed graham wafers and chocolate to make S’mores, so Nick invented his own version of that tasty treat by heating two chocolate chip cookies on the grill and then putting a gooey, roasted marshmallow in between. In typical fashion, the guys started putting together a business plan for marketing this new invention (called S’nores, with an N for Nick). They both swear this is exactly what happened next: They were talking about how the tv advert for their new product would go and Ray suggested that it should have a twist ending. Inspired by the intruder from the night before, they decided that it would be funny if a raccoon ran off with the marshmallows at the end of the commercial. Minutes later, they became aware of movement behind them and turned just in time to see the resident raccoon disappearing into the woods…carrying their bag of marshmallows. Nick took off like a shot after it, causing the raccoon to drop some of the marshmallows along the way, which he was able to salvage for his S’nores.
They also did a bit of canoe fishing. From Nick’s journal: “I catch a two-foot long perch. Dad catches NOTHING!” And later, “I caught a massive small-mouthed bass while dad only caught a puny sunfish.” Ray, of course, contested Nick’s version of events. Given that there are no photos of either of them posing with their trophy fish or any mention of a trout fry-up around the bonfire, I strongly suspect that Ray has been teaching Nick how to tell “fish stories”.