Meandering through life beyond the pavement.
Nobody should ever describe a trip to Cape Scott Provincial Park as 'quick'. Cape Scott occupies the northern west tip of Vancouver Island and the western reach of the North Coast Trail (the younger, muddier sister of the world famous West Coast Trail). It is a long drive from Victoria (or any of the urban … Continue reading A Quick Trip to Cape Scott Provincial Park
As extensively alluded to in my previous post, life has been moving at quite the intense pace recently. All the ongoing changes are being welcomed with open arms and great enthusiasm, and I am teetering at the precipice of both exhilarated and completely overwhelmed. I try to be mindful of when I teeter, so I … Continue reading Staying Grounded During Life Transitions
Over the Easter holiday (a four-day weekend, here in Canada), my partner and I headed up to Quadra Island, one of the Discovery Islands wedged between central Vancouver Island and the mainland. Quadra Island is my favourite of the Gulf and Discovery Islands: it embodies the true west coast island style, with funky hippie houses … Continue reading Easter Weekend Rock Climbing on Quadra Island
36 hours is not a lot of time to decompress between two long, intense weeks of business trips; one must be focused and intent on having some serious R & R. Being left in Houston, Texas with a car and a credit card, I took myself on a road trip, hitting Natural Bridge Caverns (Part … Continue reading Going Rogue: Texas Edition, Part 3
I was left unattended for 36 hours in Houston, Texas, with a car, a credit card, and a mandate to relax and decompress between two intense, week-long training sessions. So I took myself on a road trip, hitting Natural Bridge Caverns (Part 1), Pedernales Falls State Park (Part 2), and Austin, Texas (Part 3). Part 2 … Continue reading Going Rogue: Texas Edition, Part 2
I recently had 36 unattended hours in Texas. My only constraints were to drop my colleagues off at the Houston airport at 0500 Saturday morning, and be on a flight at 1700 Sunday evening. It was glorious. I had been in Houston for five days, completely occupied with boardroom meetings and wrangling maritime captains and … Continue reading Going Rogue: Texas Edition, Part 1
Sometimes we get injured. It sucks, and it happens. As discussed in a previous post, I sprained my ankle a few weeks ago. My usual, busy schedule has been thinned to a few sedentary activities. Needless to say, I'm going a little bit stir-crazy. I always try to make the most of such non-optional idleness … Continue reading 12 Things To Do When You’re An Injured, Active Person Who Loves Lists
Last weekend I had a wee mishap, that could have been a major mishap: I gave my ankle a wretched twist on a piece of simple, flat trail. My intention was to head out early with my dog for an excellent hiking double-header: Maple Mountain and Mount Tzouhalem. Both mountains are a brisk two to … Continue reading A Wee Mishap on Maple Mountain
I travel a lot. My job demands extensive travel so I spend a lot of time on airplanes, at hotels and Airbnbs, and in boardrooms. Recently I have repeatedly found myself in the American south east which, coming from an island on the Canadian west coast predominately populated by wealthy hippies, is more alien than … Continue reading Finding Vegetables in Houston
"Pardon me thou bleeding piece of earth that I am meek and gentle with these butchers" - William Shakespeare I grew up on Vancouver Island during the early 1990s, as the environmental movement was just gaining momentum. The environmental activists in Carmanah Valley, Walbran Valley, and Clayquot Sound were heroes protecting ancient forests from irreparable … Continue reading Bearing Witness to Changing Landscapes
