Rolling into the Ontario leg of the journey Vannah and I found a hidden gem we like to call the Half Baked Beach. The snow hazed over the sand like a glass ice bong, and it was trippy to be able to enjoy the snow and the sun at the same time without a coat. I felt I could get couch-lock watching the mesmerizing crystals sparkle in the sun. The snowmobilers and picnickers I met were eager to meet Vannah and join me for high tide here at the Half-Baked Beach. I’m excited to keep vandering in my new home as I roll across the country.