The morning started off rather rough. Winnie ended up urinating in the tent, all over her bed and blankets. Luckily there was a washer and dryer on site so I spent the morning cleaning. Noon had arrived just as I’d finished and I set off into the heart of Winnipeg.
My first destination of the day took me to Leo Mol Sculpture Garden. An arrangement of statues lined the path in, bringing the tourist to a pool of water where stones maidens posed in their natural bathing suit. All sorts of creations from animals to humans found their home under the canopy of trees, a unique blend indeed.
As I walked about I noticed a path leading into an area full of vibrant color and simply had to take a closer look, I’d discovered the English Garden. What a find! I’ve walked through all sorts of gardens in my time but this one was the best. An incredibly array of colors lined the paths at my feet. Exquisite blends of unique flowers I’d never seen before dazzled in the sunlight, sharing their beauty for all to admire. I walked every path, taking the time to appreciate the hard work that had gone into producing this elegant marvel.
It came time to continue the daily exploring, the next destination being The Forks. It wasn’t long until I’d arrived, quickly finding a place to park as I set off to explore something new. Strange but fascinating structures spread themselves out among the area. One of these was a star gazing attraction. The viewer stood in the middle of odd looking horns with circular attachments. At certain times of night the stars would set themselves perfectly in the circles, the fixtures serving to point out the various constellations that found their home among the heavens. I slowly wandered about exploring the other attractions the park had to offer. Restaurants, old trains, paths along the river, various stone creations, there certainly wasn’t a shortage of things to see and do.
Having been there a good few hours my parking was getting close to expiring. Returning to my vehicle I set off towards the campsite I’d stayed at the night before. As I was driving there I got a notification on my phone, severe storm warning. With a chance of extreme wind and rain I decided I’d hold out on setting up my tent, choosing instead to drive into the heart of the storm to watch the lightning. My excursion was rewarded as bolts of electricity arced across the sky, occasionally crashing down to the earth. With the storm moving I saw an interesting sight of a sunset on the right and stormy lightning on the left. This got even better as the day faded away into night. To one side I saw the starry firmament and to the other yellow lightning darting through the clouds. It was growing quite late so I drove an hour back into Winnipeg where I camped north of the city, a place close to the Honda dealership I was bringing my car to in the morning. The stormy weather had cleared up and I set my tent up under the stars, a wonderful end to the day.
