After the moose encounter (in Forillon-national-park-QC-2), the rest of the afternoon was uneventful. Some washing up, snacking, followed by some cursing, and flinging things about, looking for my camera charger. Where the heck did that go? When I finally found it, I was out of sorts and totally committed to staying another night. Having by-passed... Continue Reading →
Having the honour of serving those that serve, as a PSP fitness leader, on Canadian Forces Base Gagetown, November 11th is a day to pause and thank our current serving members, veterans, and those who perished to safeguard the freedoms we often take for granted. I have visited many cenotaphs over the years and I... Continue Reading →
A hundred meters from the turn into campground B, I am stopped from going forward. I can see several vehicles pulled over to the shoulder and about six people standing outside taking instruction from a lady in a yellow vest and a Parks Canada hat. She has her arm extended out towards them with her... Continue Reading →
Land's End I drive by a sign greeting me to Forillion National Park, a few minutes later you are now leaving Forillion, National Park. I brake but with nowhere to turn I keep going. A few minutes later I see another sign Welcome to Forillion. "What the heck?" Confused, I pull over to the side... Continue Reading →
Usually, I tell you a story and take you with me. Let you see what I am seeing, taste what I am tasting and to smell what I am smelling. Fall is such an expressive season, I don't have to work hard to bring those sensations to you. This last weekend my sister and I... Continue Reading →
"I hear an ambulance coming," the lady at the counter says, raising her head to listen. The pen she is holding remains still in her hand, hovering mid-air. My head swivels around. "I don't hear anything..." I don't get the words out of my mouth before the sirens become audible. "Someone must have fallen off... Continue Reading →
Dunhams Run Estate Winery, 35 Gorhams Bluff Rd, Kingston, NB E5N 1A8 When the first thing you see is oak barrels and rows of leafy grapevines, chances are your first impressions are good. Dunhams Run is described in the New Brunswick winery route brochure as a winery and meadery. I hadn't heard of mead since... Continue Reading →
It is so bright out, I think I must have missed it. I jolt upright, pulling on my glasses and reaching for my phone. It is 4:02 am. "Yes!" I say aloud, throwing back the top of my sleeping bag and crawling out the back window of my truck cap. The campground is quiet as... Continue Reading →
My first glimpse of the iconic rock, is at a rest stop about five kilometers outside the town. I lean up against the guard rail and stretch and shift around flipping my camera from landscape to portrait, to get a decent photo without a piece of the information building, or too many trees blocking it.... Continue Reading →
