Pics, v5.0

Crossing the border into Canada was interesting. We had a bit of paperwork to fill out, since the RVs are rentals and the trailers we are pulling are brand new and have no license plates yet. I was a little bit worried, as I wasn't sure if I had all the paperwork I was going to need.

The border checkpoint.

I made a run for the border. Get it? Ooo, I slay me.

This is Oslo, pictured here in a state of relief after the border crossing paperwork was done.

This truck was parked next to me at the border station. Evidently the good 'ol USA does not have exclusive ownership of rednecks - it's tough to read it, but "Saskatoon, Sask. Canada" is painted on the door.

My first gas buying experience in Canada. If my math is right, $1.02/liter Canadian works out to roughly $3.50/gallon US. Ow.

This is a shot of a typical rural Saskatchewan town. I think we passed through a few dozen of these, but I was bummed that we didn't get a chance to visit Moose Jaw.

Driving through rural America, you don't pass by stuff like this too often. In Canada, every damn farm has at least one abandoned building. They're *everywhere*.

This was just off the side of the road in rural Saskatchewan. In case it's tough to see in the pic, that's a mannequin sitting in a lazy boy with an exercise bicycle and the bottom half of a toilet behind him and the maple leaf proudly flying from the TV in front of him. I almost locked up the brakes on my RV trying to stop for a picture of this little gem.

Lotsa sky here. Wide open spaces.