We spent four days in Moses Lake, WA, at a Winnebago rally--as an aside, had a meet-up with Gary and Nancy Brinck (aka RVRoamer) on Sunday night after the rally was over.
Today we headed for the Canada / USA border at Osoyoos / Oroville where the line up was several vehicles (rigs and autos) long, on US soil, ahead of the Canadian customs booths. We, like those ahead of us, and those behind, were stopped and questioned by US customs officials; and for those driving rigs, a customs official came aboard (after asking courteously if they could do so ) while another customs offical engaged the driver in Q&A through the driver's window. Do you own the motorhome? Where are you going? Do you have more than 10K in funds aboard--I'm usually careful to answer politely and briefly but in this case I couldn't stop myself from guffawing and saying "how I wish I had that much" and then immediately got serious and said "no, ma'am."
While the Q&A was proceeding the other agent, with revolver holstered, was aboard looking in the bedroom, on his hands and knees to peer under the bed's overhang, looking in the bathroom, the fridge, but not the clothes closet. My wife and I each have our own notebook computer and they travel resting on the bed. The man aboard asked, I see you have two notebooks; why is that? I answered, his and hers notebooks. Do you have any pornography on either computer? I simply said, no sir, which, by the way, is the truth.
So, I asked Ma'am, who was still beside my window, but not saying anything, what's going on, we've never experienced this before in all our years of border crossing? We have the authority to do this, said she, and I said, I'm not challenging your authority, and left it all at that.
All very strange. Anyone experience this at a Canada / US border crossing in an RV?
Ciao,
Doug
PS When we got to the Canadian customs officer, he asked: Where do you live? Gone how long? How much are you bring back (reminds me of a JJ Cale song)? Got any booze? -- not in exactly those words, but you get the drift. Wasn't even interested in looking at our passports.
Today we headed for the Canada / USA border at Osoyoos / Oroville where the line up was several vehicles (rigs and autos) long, on US soil, ahead of the Canadian customs booths. We, like those ahead of us, and those behind, were stopped and questioned by US customs officials; and for those driving rigs, a customs official came aboard (after asking courteously if they could do so ) while another customs offical engaged the driver in Q&A through the driver's window. Do you own the motorhome? Where are you going? Do you have more than 10K in funds aboard--I'm usually careful to answer politely and briefly but in this case I couldn't stop myself from guffawing and saying "how I wish I had that much" and then immediately got serious and said "no, ma'am."
While the Q&A was proceeding the other agent, with revolver holstered, was aboard looking in the bedroom, on his hands and knees to peer under the bed's overhang, looking in the bathroom, the fridge, but not the clothes closet. My wife and I each have our own notebook computer and they travel resting on the bed. The man aboard asked, I see you have two notebooks; why is that? I answered, his and hers notebooks. Do you have any pornography on either computer? I simply said, no sir, which, by the way, is the truth.
So, I asked Ma'am, who was still beside my window, but not saying anything, what's going on, we've never experienced this before in all our years of border crossing? We have the authority to do this, said she, and I said, I'm not challenging your authority, and left it all at that.
All very strange. Anyone experience this at a Canada / US border crossing in an RV?
Ciao,
Doug
PS When we got to the Canadian customs officer, he asked: Where do you live? Gone how long? How much are you bring back (reminds me of a JJ Cale song)? Got any booze? -- not in exactly those words, but you get the drift. Wasn't even interested in looking at our passports.