In Guatemala – Part four: Walking in the clouds.

(continued from Part three: Lake Atitlán.)

The paved road gives way to gravel, which eventually narrows to a rocky path before disappearing altogether. Here, at the literal end of the road, lies a tiny island of Guatemalan cloud forest and the community protecting it. I was to be a guest of both in the coming days.

Step. Stop. Listen. See. Walking through the cloud forest with a skilled guide, it is abundantly clear how much of the ecosystem, teeming with life around…

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Full circle at Winnipeg Folk Festival 2018.

Every year as I return from breezy festival fields to my warm urban apartment, I bring home with me a sense of renewal.

The official vision of the Winnipeg Folk Festival is to cultivate experiences of discovery and learning through the celebration of people and music; however, a quieter goal that has been shared with me over these past few years is that of creating a safe space in a troubled world. In both cases, these aims address larger social values, and it is in this …

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In Guatemala – Part three: Lake Atitlán.

(continued from Part two: The coffee farmer on the volcano.)

A loud thud resonates through my bones as my head slams into the metal ceiling once again as the driver forgets to tap his brakes in lieu of an oncoming speed bump. I can attest to the strength of this inconspicuous van, in that my head hasn’t yet left even a dent in the roof despite repeated attempts. There are speed limit signs here in Guatemala, but in a country where low literacy rates result in buses needing…

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Winter camping in Nopiming.

Once upon a time, I thought that camping season started on May long weekend. Over the years however, I’ve come to realize that it never really ends. Year by year, each shoulder season excursion I’ve embarked on has pushed a little further against the edges of the calendar – until I ultimately found that late autumn isn’t actually that distant from early spring, and that there really is no off-season in between.

I’ve noticed that a lot of people think I’m …

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Winterpeg.

A blizzard doesn’t arrive with the surprise that it used to. Watching the radar, murmurs of what may be coming are uttered from the lips of weather reporters and citizens alike. Parking bans are set on city streets, pantries are stocked, and commuters set their alarm clocks a little earlier than usual in hope that they will be able to get to work at all.

When the rumoured weather does arrive, there are two choices: seek shelter, or step out into the storm. Personally,…

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  • KareniaMarch 13, 2018 - 8:21 pm

    I particularly like the last photo 🙂ReplyCancel

  • AllisonMarch 19, 2018 - 1:19 pm

    Beautiful! ReplyCancel

In Guatemala – Part two: The coffee farmer on the volcano.

(continued from Part one: The holiest of weeks in Antigua.)

It is dawn. Spiralling upward, a rickety metal staircase presents the first task of the day: climbing up from the kitchen to the rooftop terrace with a full cup of coffee, each step creaking and tentative, and hopefully not losing my precious liquid along the way. As I emerge victoriously to the open air from the shadowy indoor light, the sun simultaneously crests an uneven horizon, casting its first light …

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  • Allison StorsethMarch 5, 2018 - 3:23 pm

    Really enjoyed reading, and learning about co-op coffee producing, and your experience. It’s very exiting to hear that it is improving the quality of lifestyle for the growers as well as the cup of coffee! ReplyCancel

  • PatrickMarch 16, 2018 - 10:06 am

    Awesome story and pics! Love that final portrait. ReplyCancel

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David Quiring is a photographer and writer hailing from the prairies of central Canada. David is drawn to the wild places of the world with a deep interest for understanding the greater ecosystem in which we are all part; translating his direct experience into a shared narrative with camera and pen always in tote.

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