Peachland-y Keen

Aug. 3-6th

Alright, after a month of camping and general lollygagging with some beautiful island people in beautiful island places, we decided to make a solid effort to head east. Our first stop was the Okanogan. As the Okanogan is a region made up of a bunch of different towns, we honed in on a couple of friends living in the area, leading us to Peachland; Which is just as charming as it sounds. 

Spending two nights parked on the beachside curb, there couldn't be a nicer place to wakeup. Unfortunately the wind was out of control, and after trying to keep hold of our stuff and a couple hard knocks to the head we decided to take shelter. Being in the Okanogan and never more than a couple clicks away from a vineyard, it was wine o'clock. 

We like wine, we drink wine, we wine tour, we know people who understand wine (and by proxy occasionally drink good wine). So when we roll up in our campervan with yesterday's clothes on and a fragile baby needing a nap, we know we're not throwing off sommelier vibes. What's worse was our frantic exit, as Tyler suddenly realized that he had forgotten his bike (the only thing of value we didn't sell before leaving Vancouver) at the park. Nothing confirms everyone's notion that we're Cousin Eddy like double fisting your tastings before throwing cash on the bar and running out the door. Sorry Brenda, we don't care that the chardonnay was aged in an oak barrel.

As mentioned, we have a couple friends who live in Peachland--As an added bonus to their stellar personalities (and aforementioned knowledge of wine) they had blooming fruit trees. We felt like we hit the lotto as they sent us packing with fresh apricots, cherries, jam and even a homemade pie. Honestly, the way to my heart will forever be genuine kindness, positivity...and home cooking. With beachside park-ups, wine tasting and gorgeous fresh fruit, Peachland had us thinking this would be an amazing place to settle down! (You'll find this a common theme as we visit towns and cities across Canada). But seriously, Peachland is, well, a peach.

Feeling peachy!