St. Martins Sea Caves As soon as I got out of the car I was hypnotized by a strong desire to walk towards the sea cliffs. Forward I went- my eyes toggling back and forth between my next step on the rocky footing and the prize up ahead. It isn't a far trek, perhaps 10... Continue Reading →
L'EteteLords Cove Road I have been pushing the speed limit for the last fifteen minutes. I finally round the last turn, coast down the rise in the road and bottom-out at the ramp. The lady on the deck of the deerisland ferry waves me forward and I slip into the last spot available. The gate... Continue Reading →
I have a memory of an overnight camping trip my family took to a nature park/campground, called The Ovens, when I was between the ages of three and six. I remember two events: my mother's voice warning me to be careful while I followed my sister out on a rocky beach to pick up driftwood,... Continue Reading →
The bus hits a pothole and the jolt tosses me from my seat. The young girl sitting beside her mother in front of me sees it happen and starts to giggle. I join her chuckle with one of my own as I right myself upward, a little embarrassed. It is a 45-minute, vibrating bus ride... Continue Reading →
Coming out of the isolation of Parc-National-de-la-Gaspesie, my re-entry into an urban setting makes me tense. I have a death-grip on the steering wheel as I navigate roads that seem to pin-wheel in every direction. "Can't you people all go home?" I said aloud to myself, annoyed by the unpredictability of other drivers, and pedestrians... Continue Reading →
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