A Québécois winter
I think it's safe to write about winter now that April is nearly over. But I could be wrong - living in Québec City, I've seen more winter than any other place I've lived. And I loved it.
Besides walking in the evenings while the snow fell heavily, I spent a good amount of time snowboarding (Mont Ste Anne, Le Massif, Tremblant) which had become rare for me in the last years having lived in Ontario and Nova Scotia. I spent a some evenings taking turns around a nearby speed-skating oval. I'm no pro but the speed makes me grin, every time.
This winter my guest book welcomed several signatures, my wool socks got well-used (and soaked at times), my small emergency car-shovel nearly busted under duress, my personal knowledge of poutine expanded, and my kettle became a constant companion.
Here, some photos:
The view from the top of Le Massif in Charlevoix. That's the St. Lawrence river.
Out the gondola window ascending Le Massif.
Vieux Québec
Amongst the huts on the St. Lawrence
Rewarding soup stop at the top of Mont du Lac des Cygnes, Charlevoix
Montmorency Falls. Taller than Niagara.
Québec in October
Moving to Québec City, I've been spending lots of time exploring the old city by foot and roaming the province by Subaru. Here are some photos from my time so far:
Where the Bonnechere starts
It was a weekend well spent, at the mouth of the Bonnechere River.
In the middle of Ontario somewhere between Barry's Bay and Pembroke, a group of friends got together to share core-warming meals and wood panelled quarters.
A beautiful hand built cedar strip canoe hosted live book readings and chartered quiet lake tours, while a single shotgun and a box of clay pigeons provided loud cracks and complimentary cheers.
Many a fishing line was cast, but not a fish came in from the lake.
Here are a few photos:
From Winnipeg to Toronto
In a trusty steed, three of us took to the road and pointed towards Lake Superior.
We found it, and loved it. We would have stayed, but our city was calling our names.
WIND + ROCK + SEA
Last May I took a trip to Newfoundland to see icebergs. I took many many photographs while I was there with no real purpose other than to try to document everything, including icebergs. Now, almost a year later, the images have finally been made into something tangible. I just finished a ten-piece series of images printed on watercolour paper and displayed like school room maps. The collection is a visual journey of my first encounter with Newfoundland.
See WIND + ROCK + SEA at Manic Coffee, 426 College Street in Toronto. Prices rage from $300 - $500.
One quarter Nova Scotian
I took a trip last week to Nova Scotia, one of the nicest places on the East coast of Canada. Every day brought a different fish to eat and a new reason to pull on my Blundstones.
Boiled down to five words, my week was: wind, wool, blizzard warnings, warmth, and Frenchy's.
These photographs were taken in Deep Brook, Point Prim, Mavillette Beach and Jordan Bay.
