Humour · Travel

More chronicles of a peripatetic shutterbug

I’d always been warned not to fly via the USA. Stories of delayed flights, rude staff, lost luggage and chaotic customs had all terrified me into avoiding America’s skies like the plague. But this trip saw me flying on a United Airlines ticket. Only one of the legs – to Los Angeles – would be… Continue reading More chronicles of a peripatetic shutterbug

Travel

I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream

So, yesterday I boarded a Bombardier Q400 Jazz flight from YVR to YXS after spending a few days on the lower mainland. For those of you who aren’t as cool as me and don’t know what I’m talking about, in layman’s terms: today I boarded a narrow Air Canada prop-plane from Vancouver to Prince George… Continue reading I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream

Travel

Jetting out with nursing nippers and muffled “moutons”

Here I am in the air again over some or other continent, island or ocean. Over the next just-shy-of-three-weeks I will be hanging out in the western-most province of Canuckistan – a place I once called home. By the time I get back to the southern tip of Africa I will have used five airlines… Continue reading Jetting out with nursing nippers and muffled “moutons”

History · Travel

Wordy Wednesday: abandoned between the Rudy Johnson and Quesnel

I had intended doing a “Wordless Wednesday” blogpost but realised that just wouldn’t be possible. Instead, here we go with abandoned places between the Rudy Johnson Bridge north of William’s Lake and my current hometown Quesnel here in western Canuckistan. The Rudy Johnson bridge (which is still very much in use) spans the Fraser River… Continue reading Wordy Wednesday: abandoned between the Rudy Johnson and Quesnel

Autumn · Travel

Definitely the road less travelled, in this case

Yesterday I wrote about my journey between Edmonton and Prince George, and the fact that I took several back roads, service roads and dirt roads – all in order to see more than just the highway. It started with a small lake at daybreak just before Jasper National Park, and ended with a detour to the mall… Continue reading Definitely the road less travelled, in this case

Autumn · Travel

Cruising Canuckistan on the Tete Jaune

The Yellowhead Highway (Tete Jaune in French, if you wondered where the title of the post came from) runs east-west from British Columbia, through Alberta, then Saskatchewan and into Winnipeg, Manitoba – a total of around 2,960km. I have travelled the portion from Prince George, BC to Edmonton, Alberta, three times now. It is, undoubtedly… Continue reading Cruising Canuckistan on the Tete Jaune

Photography · Travel

The perfect time not to shoot the city

Early morning, late afternoon or a full-moon night are perfect times to shoot a city. The middle of an Autumn rainstorm is not. But last Saturday three of the teenagers from the church in Edmonton asked if I wanted to go with them on a photographic adventure in the city. If it hadn’t been for… Continue reading The perfect time not to shoot the city

Nature · Night time · Photography · Travel

Chasing northern lights in Edmonton

If I had a bucket list, seeing the mystical Aurora Borealis or Northern Lights would probably have been on it. As I’m more of a “fly by the seat of your pants” kind of guy though, I’ve never kept a list of things I’d love to see. But since I arrived in Edmonton, the Northern… Continue reading Chasing northern lights in Edmonton

Eating Out · Night time · Travel

An unexpected evening photo shoot in Edmonton

“Let’s go out for ice cream … or something,” I suggested to my friends here in Edmonton late one afternoon. They agreed, and we headed downtown. What started out as a trip for creamy goodness, however, became an impromptu photo shoot at the Muttart Conservatory including cool little shots like these: From there we went… Continue reading An unexpected evening photo shoot in Edmonton

Eating Out · Photography · Travel

A little snack at Little Brick

I am no coffee snob, and since arriving in Canuckistan two months ago I have downed my fair share of Timmy’s coffee. Since getting to Edmonton, however, I have discovered that the people who work at Timmy’s do not seem to understand my accent when I order through one of those drive-through speaker thingies. And so… Continue reading A little snack at Little Brick

Photography · Travel

The time I got lost travelling to Edmonton

Saturday saw my friend Caleb’s memorial service in Kamloops, British Columbia. The church was absolutely packed, but I expected nothing less. There were many tears shed, but plenty of laughs shared too! Straight afterwards, rather than hang around town, I decided to head up to Revelstoke on my way to Edmonton, in the next province… Continue reading The time I got lost travelling to Edmonton

Night time · Quesnel · Travel

The early bird catches the shot (how hokey)

I am anything but an early bird – ask anyone who knows me. My best work seems to be done anywhere between 10pm and 2am, and I seldom see the sun rise. But I also have gained a reputation of not sleeping much here in Canada. I don’t know where that comes from, but it… Continue reading The early bird catches the shot (how hokey)