We knew there weren’t many good days left. Snow had already sprinkled across the tree line and daylight was shortening...
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Revelstoke is aglow with colour, lights and shapes as we wander hand in hand down an alley, a blanket of...
It was late summer, and the time had finally come for the camping trip my cousin from Germany and I...
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At the end of a bright autumn school day, the phone rang. On the line was well-known travel writer and...
It helps to know where you’re going on the backroads. There’s extreme danger in following a Google map in the...
In the winter of 1975, after finishing university classes in December, I moved back to Terrace, British Columbia, to take...
