There’s no place like home . . . June 15, 2003 Following the Easter weekend and the celebration of my 50th birthday, I figured I had about 6 weeks to make the journey from Page, Arizona to Barrie, Ontario for my new job. Before heading north, I consulted my two guide books, Courtney Milne’s Spirit [...]
Read More»Holy Week 2003 . . . April 20, 2003 When I began my Journey way back in the summer of last year, I wondered where I might be for significant dates in the upcoming year. One of the dates I was curious about was my 50th birthday. When I consulted a 2003 calendar, I was [...]
Read More»Turning northward . . . April 12, 2003 Before beginning with my latest adventures, I must submit a correction from my last travelogue. I mistakenly indicated that Brownsville was the most southerly point in the USA. Thankfully, my friend Matt, who is retired from the Coast Guard, was happy to inform me of the error. [...]
Read More»Get thee to the desert . . . March 1, 2003 After a Christmas sojourn in rainy Vancouver, it felt wonderful to be back “on the road again.” Although the rain continued for a couple of days, it finally stopped somewhere in Oregon on the way to California. By the late evening of January 21, [...]
Read More»Per chance, an accident . . . The End of 2002 When I last wrote, I shared that I had received a strong message to “Stay put” in the Vancouver area. The events that transpired over the next few weeks quickly erased any doubt I might have had regarding that wisdom. First, in mid-December, en [...]
Read More»Chop wood, carry water . . . Greetings from Vivacious Vancouver! December 2, 2002 When I began this adventure some 4 months ago, I would have guessed that I might be in California, Nevada, or Arizona at this time. Even as much as 3 weeks ago, I suggested to a friend in Regina that I [...]
Read More»Standing in the ashes of what used to be . . . November 16, 2002 Yesterday was a day of endings–not surprising given the work of the Destroyer in my life at this time. The first goodbye was to my long-time friend, Buster. Earlier in the week, his vets in Regina ran extensive blood and [...]
Read More»The journey collides with the Journey . . . November 12, 2002 When my journey began this past summer, I found great comfort in Psalm 23 and envisioned my soul being restored as I was led beside still waters. From my perspective at this point in the journey, I would say instead that my soul [...]
Read More»And My World Trembles . . . November 1, 2002 A lot of water has passed under the bridge since my last travelogue when I had arrived in Calgary to officiate at the wedding of my cousin, Colleen. It was a wonderful experience to gather together as family and I was deeply honoured to be [...]
Read More»Becoming a peaceful traveller . . . September 14, 2002 Having returned from Prince Rupert rather disappointed at not being able to visit the Queen Charlotte Islands, my journey took me eastward to Kitwanga and the Hazletons. I stopped in a little aboriginal village called Kitwancool in search of totem poles. There, I met a [...]
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