Cataracts Provincial Park is a lovely little spot for a picnic. It’s nominally accessible in winter, but for the love of your suspension system do not approach it from the dirt road through Markland. Holy ruts and potholes, Batman! We crawled down that road at top speeds approaching a blistering 20k/h and Katherine learned lots…
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Road trip, part 1
At nine-thirty this morning it was grey and cold and bland outside. John and I had been looking at each other and wondering what, among the myriad of options available to us, we were going to do. Then I said, “I feel like I need to be in Whitbourne. I don’t know why.” John blinked…
Any port….
March can be a tricky month in which to find colour in these parts. It’s rather like November in that regard, being dull and drab and not quite one season or another. We took advantage of a rare flash of sunshine yesterday afternoon to walk around downtown and along the harbour apron. I liked the…
St. Patrick’s Church
St. Patrick and I are relative strangers; none of my family hails from Ireland, I’m not Roman Catholic, and, insofar as hagiography goes, Patrick has never really been one of my favourites. I prefer the saints reputed to have wry senses of humour, like Lawrence or Agatha. At least, I hope Agatha was finding some…
An adventure, of sorts
I think it must be this seemingly never-ending winter. It makes me feel pent-up and claustrophobic in the house; like someone who has been living in a very small room for a very long time. Whatever the case, I decided to get out for a bit today and to go on a Quest. For a…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 