There And Back Again

Visiting Guelph is fun. Yes, I know I live here, but given that I seem to spend more time away (that’s not a complaint for someone who is constantly wanderlusting), it really does feel that most of my time in Guelph is visiting.

The Great Escape?

After a week of feeling like a giant bag of smashed hammers, I’m happy to say that I feel almost human again. I still have a stupidly annoying cough and the subsequent muscle aches that come from coughing fits, but even those are fortunately fading into a distant memory. Now the next challenge is to…

A Return To Rigolet

After spending an entire day working from Jungle Jim’s in Happy Valley-Goose Bay, Nic, Jason, Frazer, and I awoke way too early this morning to make our way to the airport to catch the flight that would deliver us to Rigolet.  This would be my first time back to the community since August of 2018….

Rigolet Bound

In less than 48 hours, I’ll be heading to the airport with Nic as we make our way back to Rigolet. That’s right, folks. I’m ditching our lovely Ontario winter weather to head north for a slightly chillier, and definitely snowier adventure.

The Big Delay

After a few days in Happy Valley-Goose Bay for meetings, Nic and I awoke on Wednesday morning at the crack of way too early. Despite our exhaustion, we had a flight to catch and were quite eager to board our tiny but shiny metal lawn dart on our way to Rigolet.

The Case Of The Missing Luggage

Yesterday, Nic and I boarded the first of two shiny metal lawn darts on our way to Happy Valley-Goose Bay. We’re here for a few days of meetings, and then will be boarding yet another shiny metal lawn dart on our way to Rigolet.

Postponed

In case you haven’t been following along, I was supposed to have boarded a shiny metal lawn dart on my way to Rigolet, Nunatsiavut, via Happy Valley-Goose Bay this past Sunday. However, things happened and now we’re holding off our trip for another few weeks. The wanderbeast is not happy.

Leaving On A Jet Plane

It’s difficult to believe, but the last time I boarded a shiny metal lawn dart was back in the old-timey days of early May. In fact, it has officially been forty days since I hurtled through the air travelling from somewhere to somewhere. It probably comes as no surprise that this is making me somewhat…

The Great Escape

After having our Wednesday morning flights cancelled, Nic, Jason, and I found ourselves stuck in Happy Valley-Goose Bay at the whims of Mother Nature. Given the snow that fell overnight, and the snow that continued to fall throughout the day on Wednesday, we weren’t really complaining. We were safe and warm and comfortable inside, and…

Snowbound

Mother Nature has decided that it’s probably best if I stay in Happy Valley-Goose Bay for a little while longer than I had anticipated. Also, in case it wasn’t obvious, I’m currently in Happy Valley-Goose Bay.

Research Onesies

We arrived in Happy Valley-Goose Bay Friday afternoon following a snowy ride from Rigolet onboard the Northern Ranger. While not nearly as quick as flying through the air in a glorified metal lawn dart, travelling on the Northern Ranger was a fantastic and relaxing way to make the journey while providing an opportunity to see…

Destination: Labrador

In one week, at around this time, I’ll be taking off from Pearson International Airport in a glorified metal lawn dart on my way to Happy Valley-Goose Bay (via Halifax), on my way back to Rigolet.

A Labrador Thanksgiving

As is the case with many of my mornings, my Friday-self awoke early’ish to finish laundry, write a few last-minute emails, snuggle with the wee fuzzball, pack my bags, and make my way to Pearson for the first of two flights to Happy Valley-Goose Bay, Labrador.

Retreat

Today we pack up our things to begin the long trek back to Happy Valley-Goose Bay from Mary’s Harbour. We’ve spent the last almost-week here developing a 5-year vision for the eNuk application, complete with a list of proposed papers, student projects, and a rough sketch for a grant application to support said vision.

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…