Friday - July 22nd in Goodsoil

Today's Friday and it's raining. While it's been raining off and on for a few days, we've been able to get out and do things when it's stopped. Today we worked on the garage  flooring before it began to rain. We've been shoveling dirt put to level the floor and then Barb's dad, George, is going to have sand delivered and spread. I'm not sure when the walls go up, but it should look great. I asked for a picture of the finished project - maybe Spring? 

Once we were done with the work for the day, we showered and headed out to Cold Lake. I believe the lake is north east of the town, Goodsoil. We stopped for hot chocolate at Tim Horton's and then the few things we needed to get the picture hung and more yarn to start another project. Barb wants to learn to crochet, so we're getting her yarn and a hook, too. 

After passing through the town, we headed out to the lake for our lunch. We found a cute eatery, right at the dock. It was designed with retro things, great things we laughed about and remembered with smiles

After passing through the town, we headed out to the lake for our lunch. We found a cute eatery, right at the dock. It was designed with retro things, great things we laughed about and remembered with smiles. Part of the lunch was Poutine, a traditional snack. It was yummy!!!! calories for sure. It included french friers covered with a thin layer of brown gravy and cheddar cheese.

 Because it was so cold, we went for the soup, and that was great, too. A short walk along the dock to check out the teperature of the water was next and ultimately, a stop into a gift shop there that was beautiful. The houses along the shore front were adorable cottages that served as bed and breakfast businesses, and  looked out on to the lake. We learned that the lake does actually freeze during the winter, closest to March, when it hits negative 40 degrees. I've decided this is NOT a place for me to live during the winter. 

Back to Goodsoil and some down time there at  George's house before the call came to remind us about  "steak Night," in town. At the restaurant/ bar where Drew works, they have steaks for dinner  on Friday night. We hadn't arrived back early enough to beat the oil guys in, but we managed to  get a table and space to cook our steaks, too. It seems you order steaks and Drew gives you your raw, Alberta beef steaks and garlic bread. You take it back to the grill and cook it how you like. While you wait, you can help yourself to salads and bake potato with the toppings. Dinner was great. 

Just before we left, Drew showed up with his computer,so I borrowed it for  a few mintues to check email. Then we were off to George's place by the lake. 

I'm getting a bit better with directions, but I am still not sure I'm going to make it out of here and not get lost! There are very few signs. Luckily, Barb says all I need to do is knock on the closest farm house, and they'll help me. Just as we were turning into the area, we saw a doe and her 2 fawns. The babies had little white spots, just like Bambi. 

With the rain still coming down, Barb and I decided to pack it in for the night. A short crocheting lesson was all Barb coulde handle. She was off to read and get some sleep.