Saturday was a rare warm day (about 10C woohoo) and with Richard away mining (yes, Rich has a touch of gold fever, more on that later) I decided to take Ozzie on a wee road trip. As I drove away from Whitehorse on the South Klondike highway with sweeping mountain views rolling past the car windows, I remembered how cathartic the daily drive to and from our old place on Annie Lake Road was. The stop-and-go Riverdale traffic with a dash of kamakaze pedestrians thrown in, is not quite the same. I felt all my worries float away on the breeze and a wide smile found itself on my face. Ozzie, of course, was oblivious as he was immersed in his iPad game. I know, bad mummy, but I've done several long road trips with Oscar and in my opinion a slightly naughty, but sane mother is much preferable to the alternative (mother in a straightjacket at a suitable facility rocking back and forth and mumbling incoherently.)
We got in lots of quality time in and around Carcross. We had a coffee date at Caribou Coffee. Actually it was more of a chai latte & hot chocolate date, my boy is not going near coffee until either he has left home or I've gone deaf. We explored the Emerald Lake (still frozen), Tutshi memorial, the White Pass Yukon Route train station, Bennett beach and Carcross Desert. Although the weather was beautiful, this early in the spring the roads were empty and there were very few people in town.
We laughed, we saw swans, we pet dogs, we had no timeline and just enjoyed the day. I loved being able to say yes to (almost) every request Oscar had and I let him direct the day.
On our way to the car after our last stop, Oscar grabbed my hand and said, "Do you know what mummy?"
"What?" I asked, waiting for the usual obscure dinosaur fact that this question usually prefaced.
"I had a really fun day with you."
Heart. Melting.
We rounded out the trip with an ice cream at Marble Slab in Whitehorse, me, with the warm fuzzies, and Oscar with a sugar high.
