Since I always loved school as a kid, summer vacation was bittersweet. I’d be thrilled at the end of the routine, but already looking forward to the Brand New that the coming September* promised.
My summer vacations were filled with bike riding, reading and lots and lots of time with friends. There were 4 or 5 summers with my best friend and her mom where we took their motor home around the western US and Canada. One summer, we went south, touring the southern part of California, New Mexico and Arizona. Then we traveled up to Yellowstone before returning home. Another trip featured driving north through Oregon and Washington and up into Vancouver.
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| Motorhome |
But the best summers were those where we traveled to Minnesota. These featured long stays in Yellowstone Park, one of my favorite places ever. We’d then head to Minneapolis to visit their family (and once also to Milaca to visit mine). As the Minnesotans headed north to their lake cabins, we’d hitch along, spending a few weeks at Cass Lake near Bemidji.
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| Cass Lake |
When we’d leave for home, we once took the direct route home to California, but once, we went north. We spent time at Lake Louise and Banff National Park in Canada, before driving across Canada and down through the Pacific states to home.
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| Glacier in Canada |
* What is up with school starting in August these days? When I was a kid, the day after Labor Day marked the first day of school.
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