As I paddled my kayak along the muskeg shoreline of Lost Lake this past weekend, I had a squadron of defenders watching my back. It’s not news to anyone who has set foot outside this year that …
The blood on my snowshoe trail the other day, right behind our house, was the first clue that something had happened overnight. By the time I saw it, our dog Loki was already a step ahead of …
“I wish I had a river, that I could skate away on…”
“River” by Joni Mitchell
As we settle into winter here, I’ve been thinking about why this has become my …
I always have a slight sense of trepidation when my wife Jodi drops me off on the far side of the Lost Lake Swamp, with miles of remote, unbroken bushwhacking ahead of me. Earlier this month, it was …
A new bird that has become a regular at our feeders recently reminds me a bit of Rodney Dangerfield… he just gets no respect. It’s a black-billed magpie, and it’s the first time …