Exploring the unlikely intersections of walking, photography and making
Here begins a series of jaunts in the key of white. This week, I follow the Capilano River in North Vancouver. It’s December 26 and the terrain is unexpectedly wintery, the weather too cool for a prairie boy looking for a reprieve from the chill back home. I start high up in the posh residential... Continue Reading →
Grind indeed. The Grouse Grind lies outside any conventional notion of walking. This is no promenade. Want to commune with nature? Find another trail. This is sheer exercise, a cocktail of pure adrenaline spiked with a shot of danger. The Grind rises from the residential edge of North Vancouver and steadily, steeply rises up the... Continue Reading →