The highest peak

I haven’t published anything on the blog in a while, not for a lack of activity in my life, but rather due to a superabundance of change and events that have kept me leaping nimbly from one lily pad to the next to avoid submersion. Now that the dust has settled a little, I almost…

That’s the way the ball bounces, a chance encounter

I was sitting in the window seat at Rocket Bakery the other morning, drinking a very nice cup of coffee, revising a training programme, and generally getting into the day when a woman stopped, transfixed, in the beam of sunlight that poured through the bay window. “This window seat…. it’s just like one I found…

“I can do that. I just need a wetsuit.”

Monday evening, as we stood on the beach at Beachy Cove, staring across the channel to Bell Island, I told Katherine about my friend Steph Porter and how she and her friends swam across from Bell Island to the mainland. Three miles is the distance. Almost five kilometers. It’s a long swim in open water*….

Where in the world is Flat Katherine?

Clearly I have some catching up to do. Flat Katherine has been travelling hither and yon for quite some time and I haven’t told you what she has been up to. I owe you at least two posts, maybe three, so here’s the first one, concerning Flat Katherine’s return to Newfoundland. When last you saw…

Oh, the people you’ll meet!

I love Newfoundland, not only for the scenery, which is gobsmackingly beautiful, but also for the people you find here. The other evening it was beautiful and warm. This may be one of the few things of which I am not particularly fond in this marvelous place; the weather. It was 20ºC (which is about…