It’s been highly delayed, but we are still extremely stoked to be able to welcome back Such Gold for a brand new Road Blog edition to catalogue their recent Canadian tour with Living With Lions. The tour happened nearly a month ago, but Nate Derby’s updates are still incredible to read, so enjoy!
From Nate Derby:
DAY 1 - 05/20/11
Although our first official day of tour was not scheduled to start until the 21st, we decided it would be a wise choice to leave a day early, to avoid issues at the border. I’ve done plenty of US/Canadian border crossings in the past, and my experiences have proven that anything can happen. Hitting border traffic at the wrong time during the weekend can be an absolute nightmare. We figured our best bet would be to get through the border and to Montreal as early as possible, and sleep in the bus until the afternoon.
I was unable to make it to practice on the 20th, so at 10 PM we rendezvoused halfway between our practice space and my apartment in downtown Rochester, NY. After hauling my gear into the van, and saying my goodbyes to my fiance, I realized that I had left my van and trailer keys at the apartment - a frustrating and stupid mistake. We now had two guys without van keys (Devan has been missing his for a while now), so we made a stop at the nearest Walmart our next priority.
At Walmart, Devan and I had two new copies of the van key made, and bought provisions we’d need for the trip. By 11 PM, we were finally on I-90, heading east to our next stop: Syracuse, NY. Devon had his parents print out the necessary documents we’d need to enter Canada, which we picked up at their home in East Syracuse. We stopped for fuel, and continued our journey, now going north up I-81 towards Canada.
We hit the border at the Lansdowne Crossing around 2:30 AM; the border guard at the gate directed us towards the immigration building for an official check-in, which we had prepared for. The guards showed us inside and told us to take a seat while another group of three guys were being questioned. As we waited we overheard individuals from the group being questioned about jail time, prior arrests and offenses - it seemed like the guards were going to give them the ok to cross the border until they found some 7mm ammunition in their vehicle, prompting further questioning from the guards.
It wasn’t until around 3:10AM until someone started helping us; our passports and immigration documents were processed and the bus was searched. The officials didn’t find anything worth confiscating or taxing, and our documents checked out so they let us go at 3:30 AM. I wish I could have that hour of my life back, but I guess it was time necessary to spend in exchange for the fun we were about to have in Canada. We shuffled back into the van, Devon took the wheel once again, and we were off into the Great White North. The next thing I knew, my phone was glaring “9:30 AM” at me, and the scene outside the window was of a dismal parking lot somewhere in Southern Ontario.