a lesson in perseverance; aka: the day I canoed in the wind
Since it is a rare occasion to partake in any form of lazing on a lake, when I went to Algonquin Park for the first time last Thanksgiving, I couldn’t […]
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four days at Cyprus Lake
I spent a weekend camping, scaling cliffs and playing Magic at one of the most amazing places I’ve ever been…. I might be biased because I actually spidermanned up cliff walls over the […]
the second time I locked myself out of my car
I learned that when I’m at the end of a dead-end, dirt road in the middle of a forest with nothing but my camera and my pajamas, and I think: […]
my “African pilgrimage”
Initially, my “African pilgrimage” was intended to be all for me, an opportunity for a grand life experience, to see an exotic, wild part of the world that has had me […]
all for …. Africa?
After years of begrudging expenses, fears, and commitment, I finally decided I am going to go to Africa. Oddly enough, all it took was a picture of a monkey next […]
hanging a bear bag after dark
One of my fond memories of preparedness, common sense and absolute lack of both of these qualities happened after dark on the first night of a weekend interior camping trip. […]
