I am finally getting around to updating this website, including the addition of new galleries. This one, featuring photos from a canoe trip on the Coulonge River in Quebec, is the first, but there will be more so check back again sometime soon.
Ah shucks.
My story, Nowhere but North: a Case for Cornbread and Wolverines, took first prize in this years’ contest, hosted by the Northwords Writing Festival. The story was inspired by a fierce appetite and some unexpected events during a seven-week solo canoe trip in Nunavut…
Our birdfeeder makes our backyard a lot more interesting. Just about anytime I look out the window there are several species of birds taking advantage of the bounty. But last week, I saw something I…
Jamie is a good friend of mine. He was also my original photography mentor when we worked together at Knight Inlet Lodge. After tiring of all my questions, he lent me his digital SLR one…
Today was a good day. It was the kind of day that makes a guy feel pretty darn lucky to be a bear guide. As far as jobs go, it is a good gig.
I know I waxed all eloquent about rain in my last post. And it is all true. But there is a place for sun. Especially for action shots of things like grizzlies chasing salmon…
Walking in an old growth temperate rainforest is, well, awesome. But, taking an inspiring photo of that same forest is surprisingly difficult. So, after a couple very rainy days in the Walbran Valley on Vancouver…
I was out jogging in the Ottawa arboretum this afternoon, when I spotted a green heron standing on a log in a small pond trying to eat a frog. I don’t see green herons very frequently, and this one was much more concerned with the frog than with me, so I was able to watch the action at close range. It was a nice surprise since my legs were feeling quite heavy and I was happy for a break from running.
While I stood there a couple dogs came by followed by a guy with his arm in a sling. I pointed out the heron and we fell into conversation. As it turned out, this guy was Max Finkelstein noted canoeist and writer…
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Stunning shots!
Roddy say’s you look wet and cold, but that you’re that kind of guy that isn’t even bothered when he’s wet and cold. I told him he’s right – you are that type of guy, and when I would get wet and cold and miserable and complain about it you wouldn’t put up with me. And that’s how I’ve come to be the coolest (cousin of Tim) in the world.
By the way, I’m very dry. And very comfortable.