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Mellie guided the fully loaded station wagon up the gentle incline and into the parking lot cautiously. She'd never packed her car this thoroughly before and she'd found it had even less manoeuvrability than she could normally expect, which wasn't much to begin with. Add to that the fact that she couldn't use her rear view mirror or side windows and she felt as though she was driving blind.

The little owl peered up at her from the nest she'd created in the hollow underneath the passenger side dashboard. She had been very careful to make sure he was both blocked from view of the window and that nothing would avalanche onto him, even if she had to break very suddenly. It had been a delicate and frustrating activity, made even more so by the insistence the little owl had for her making sure to leave a place where he could perch and look out the window, for once they got onto the highway. Mellie wasn't sure how she'd been so sure that he was insisting. His gently hoots weren't exactly forceful, and yet she couldn't shake the idea that he wanted her to make him a perch so he could watch the world fly past. The sense of satisfaction when she rolled her eyes at her own whim and placed a pillow on top of the pile was more than a little unsettling.

It had taken her hours to pack, and she wasn't sure exactly what use all of this was going to be if she couldn't drive right up to whatever place Landon was going to direct her to. She certainly didn't have a way to move it, and packing it all herself any real distance wasn't likely to end well. She wasn't out of shape, really, but she wasn't fighting fit either. Hauling everything out to the car had taken judicious use of a dolly she'd found tucked under the stairs in her basement and she'd made sure to pack the unwieldy device just in case.

She wheeled the wagon to a stop in a parking spot far from the entrance to the super mart. She didn't think she'd forgotten anything, but it wouldn't hurt to pick up a few, small, extras; drink powder, feminine supplies, biodegradable shampoo and conditioner, that sort of thing - the little extravagances that could make camping less of a trial. From what Landon had said she was pretty sure she'd be camping, but not positive. Maybe they would drive out to a seedy motel, or a cabin near one of the many lakes that peppered the country here.

She parked the car, opened the door, and stood leaning on it as she looked around. She hadn't had anything worth strapping to the roof, but she had brought ropes and bungee cords in case she found a great deal on a canoe or something. She wasn't holding her breath for it, but it was better to be prepared.

It seemed she'd beaten Landon here, although how that was possible she'd never know. She left the door open and sat back down in the drivers’ seat, leaving her feet on the pavement. Hopefully he'd be here soon, she didn't want to drive in the mountains while it was dark and at 2 pm they were getting close if she had any real distance to travel once she left Calgary. It had been a fair drive already from Lethbridge, but she'd been prepared for that part of the drive. She checked her watch, Landon had agreed to meet her here at 2pm today...hopefully he wasn't running too late.