That Time I Turned 42

A few days ago I turned 42, or as it’s known in some circles – the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything (thank you, Mr Adams). I celebrated the day with friends while enjoying the views of Mary’s Harbour in southern Labrador, complete with a delicious dinner of smoked salmon, fire roasted sausages, chocolate…

Like A Rock

I’ve spent the last almost-week in Rigolet, Nunatsiavut working with students and colleagues on several different community-led research projects. The fact that we just so happen to be in Rigolet during the annual Salmon Festival is purely coincidental and has nothing to do with anything. 😉

There And Back Again

The adventure continues! I arrived in Halifax last night after spending most of the day in the Maple Leaf Lounge at Pearson (having had my departure time moved from 7:55 am to 4:30 pm). Honestly, it wasn’t all that bad, and I now have another shiny AirCanada cheque to compensate me for my troubles. Of…

The Adventure Continues: Take II

Remember that time in February when I was supposed to board a shiny metal lawn dart on my way through Halifax and Happy Valley-Goose Bay to Rigolet? And remember how Old Man Winter decided to crush my travel plans because he’s an old cranky bastard? Well here’s hoping that Old Man Winter doesn’t decide to crush…

The Adventure Is Postponed

So after several flight delays, and then a cancellation, and then further delays and flight changes, and then threats of more bad weather, the Labrador Research Forum was officially postponed until the end of April. Sadly this means that my adventure to Labrador has also been postponed. Damn you Old Man Winter, damn you to…

And Away Again

I spent much of Sunday doing the exact same thing I did on Saturday; chores and meeting up with friends that I’ve not seen in several weeks. It was a fantastic Sunday, culminating in an excellent BBQ filled with laughter, good food and drinks, and good friends.

Northern Lights I

This has been an unbelievably extraordinary weekend; one for which words will never ever be sufficient to describe everything that I’ve just been fortunate enough to experience.

Feed The Wanderbeast

It probably comes as no surprise that I’ve been wanderlusting as of late. What might be a surprise is how strong that desire has been.