Haida Gwaii, the Haida Brave and the Haida Gwaii not so brave.

Part 2 Before I was so rudely interrupted at the end of part 1 of this story, you may recall that we had set up camp in the forest not far from the log loading facility. We had also just witnessed our first moon bow. Full moon + distant rainstorm = moon bow. We were excited and stayed up late. Because we totally needed a reason. OK enough of that hippy la la shit In practical terms, what I had...

Reports of my death are generally exaggerated

Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated - To paraphrase Mark Twain  But it was close! I’ve just had an amazing travel adventure. A 30 km dash followed by 5 days in bed. Ummm, in hospital. Typed on Gionny’s sickening Olivetti Lettera 22 View from my bed Boring Context For a few weeks I’d been experiencing an increasing shortness of breath. At first I attributed it to lack of...

Marjorie

“David’s new amante.” When I was retired by Greenpeace a few years I had many plans for my future. One of them was to buy a large van, convert it, then live, travel and work from it. Typed on Gionny’s continuingly friggingly annoying Olivetti Lettera 22 Have van will travel. Now I have Mercedes, or rather “A Mercedes” otherwise know as Marjorie. Why did I wait so long? Many reasons:...

Haida Gwaii and the Haida Brave – take 1

Who, what or maybe where the F**K is that?  You don’t have to be crazy before you camp with us, we will train you! Before going to BC for the first time, I spent two weeks in the Costa Rican peninsula of Osa. I thought it was the most beautiful place I’d ever been, until I found myself in British Columbia.  We were working in an area officially named the “Mid-coast Timber Supply...