My first Harvest Host stop – a brewery in southwestern Ontario. Set in amongst farm fields, a big barn serving boutique beers, Pelee Island wines, The Pop Shoppe (!) soft drinks, and a chip wagon outside serving real British fish & chips.
Dogs were everywhere, people were friendly, the wine and chips were delicious, and the weather was great. There was another trailer at the other end of the parking lot also dry camping, and the brewery closed at the wonderfully early hour of 9:00pm. A lovely evening.
Until . . . until the place closed, everyone had gone home, it was just the couple in the trailer and me left, and . . . the barn’s security alarm went off. It rang, and rang, and rang. I wasn’t sure what to do, but as a single woman travelling solo, I was not getting out of my motorhome to investigate. Surely the alarm was connected to something remote, and a staff member would come and address. Which, presumably, they did, as it stopped after about 8 – 10 minutes of clamour. After that excitement, a very peaceful night’s sleep.
