Back in late April 2009, we crossed the border into British Columbia at Cascade at the north end of U.S. 395. Guess our number was up because they completely unloaded our Outback and looked at everything while I walked the dog. Every other time I've crossed that border they have looked at our passports or drivers licenses and the dog's shot record and waved us on. We have always been very well treated in Canada. When I showed up unannounced at their National Library to do some research, they sent a special courier to a remote location to get the materials I wanted, and gave my Wife and I a private room with our own copier, which was much cheaper to use than those at The Library of Congress!!