I was amazed at the amount of moisture and water by the roadside as I crossed the central province between Saskatoon and Regina on highway 15. Part of this was right next to the railway - watching kilometer ++long trains go by in the opposite direction. I managed one photo of train coming toward me then waved at the engineer and he waved back just as he passed me.
I missed taking pictures of my last campsite unfortunately - reached Manitoba and turned off 5 from Dauphin to go into Riding Mountain National Park. Staying at Moon Lake was a really treat for Molly where she finally had space to run off leash and leap after sticks thrown into the lake... it was hot Thurs and didn't take much thinking for me to join in some swimming and beach antics.
I decided to take the road crossing Lake Winnipeg at the narrows, so set my GPS (mistakenly) for a place called Ashen. It took me on a hwy 325, which was the longer route, and marked as poor surface road on my map but I missed this. 325 was the first address number I remember as a kid - I thought at the time it would be somehow special. The road was actually unremarkable and well paved despite the map. Ashen had no remarkable features and carried on from there going south, but happened to take a picture of a sign honoring a hockey player who had grown up there - I saw a lot of these types of hockey player signs in the small towns I passed through - particularly in south Saskatchewan.
The weather was not looking hopeful and I found myself only 2 hours from Winnipeg, so here I am at my brother's in a very dry and welcoming placed once more (laundry in the machine this time.) My brother just now told me Ashen is the place my mother's father first settled when he arrived in Canada. Wouldn't you know - at the end of Hwy 325.
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