The Many Faces of JamesHe gets around, that lad, usually with bad hair and a broad smile.
The Many Faces of James
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PlacesMy British parents met and married in Scotland and, after service in WWII (my dad was in the Royal Navy and my mum was a sister at Aberdeen Royal Infirmiry) they decided that the UK would not be an ideal pursue their careers and raise a family. So, as the family...
Arctic Swimming, Bug Salad & other Trail Delights
Arctic Swimming, Bug Salad & Other Trail DelightsSomewhere around 1960 or ’61, my dad gave me a Kodak “Hawkeye Flashfun” camera he got free in a promotion for buying gas from ESSO (to fuel an über-handsome—not!— pink and black Plymouth that he bought because he...
Wild Things
Wild ThingsHaving spent a great deal of time outdoors as a kid growing up on the banks of the Speed River in Guelph, learning through experience about the plants and animals that went about their business through the cycling of the seasons, I got it in my head that...
Faces
FacesWhen I first went to the wilderness (now I’m not sure such a thing exists except inside our heads) the draw was the relative absence of people. It was travels in backcountry of the north particularly that showed me through chance meetings and the kindness of...
Canoes
CanoesAs a first generation Canadian, I’ve come to appreciate that Canada is a nation of rivers and, by virtue of that geographical fact, a nation of canoes. When I think of Canada, I think of rugged coastlines and of great waves crashing into rocky shores which take...