{"id":249,"date":"2011-09-02T13:57:00","date_gmt":"2011-09-02T21:57:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mixhart.ca\/blog\/?p=249"},"modified":"2013-11-24T16:48:21","modified_gmt":"2013-11-25T00:48:21","slug":"camp-cold-comfort","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.mixhart.ca\/index.php\/camp-cold-comfort\/","title":{"rendered":"Camp Cold Comfort"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Early Morning Bathroom Break (note the shoes: I grabbed Peter’s and Pip put on Tabs’)<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Breakfast!<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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A Morning Read in the Car<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Marshmallow Breakfast<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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The River at Our Campsite, Just as the Morning Sun Peaked Above the Mountain<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Peter Teaching Pip How to Fly<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Supper! Veggie Dogs…YUMMY \ud83d\ude09<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Me and My <\/span>Vienie<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Camp Girls<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Cuddle Time<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Fire Time with Papa Ganoosh<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n\n\n\n\n
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Our Tent Site at <\/span>Illecillewaet<\/span> Camp Ground<\/span>

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Illecillewaet Campground, Glacier National Park, Canada<\/span><\/b><\/i>

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Our tent site lay right on the bank of a glacier fed river. The amazing roar of the rapids was most unusual to try and sleep to. At first I liked the roaring sound but in the evening, by the fire, I longed for a little quiet highlighted by the odd owl or wolf.\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>The park had the best campfire sing along in the evening–the girls and I ventured out while Peter napped in the tent. We sang many great songs (can’t beat Country Roads! Also a few the ranger made up about the area to\u00a0<\/span>The Eagle<\/i>s<\/b><\/span>\u00a0tunes) and the park ranger played both guitar and banjo and told great historical and ecological \u00a0stories of the area.<\/span><\/div>\n
That night, as I was drifting off to sleep in our tent, the roar was rather disturbing. Though, I noted that just before I nodded off, the roar became so distant to me, I hardly heard it–weird how the brain can dull the sound. Alas, I was innocent in thinking the only negative to the roaring rapids at night was the noise. Sleeping beside an icy glacial river is well…glacial!\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
We all finally nestled down for the night in the tent. OMG was it a COLD night! I was hypothermic. To make the night worse, I awoke at about 1 a.m. feeling deathly ill. I felt super weak and nauseous. I crawled out of the tent into the dark and into the car. I asked Peter to follow me. I told him he better drive me to Revelstoke to a hotel as I was going to be up all night vomiting. I realized though, that it couldn’t be done. The nearest town was 2 h away in either direction and we could not leave the children in the tent. So I lay in the car, still, and freezing to death. I did not sleep a wink yet, amazingly enough, the virus was short lived and had passed by morning.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
I had fantasies though, that I would start up the car and drive it out to the campground parking lot and crank up the heat and heated seats until I was warm again. Alas, I could not as I knew the crew in the tent would freak if they heard me drive away and I was too weak to walk back to the tent and tell them my plans.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
I waited for the crack of dawn and stumbled from the car to attempt to make a fire. Damn if I couldn’t do it! It was so stubborn. After an hour I woke up Peter for his assistance. Thank G he was a cub scout. The fire was soon blazing.<\/span><\/div>\n
\u00a0Despite the cold, the campground was so wondrously beautiful and the mountain air so fresh–I didn’t want to leave.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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