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Postcards from Kananaskis.

Every year, as the calendar flips from August to September, the flow of tourism that descends upon Canada’s natural wonders retreats back to urban comfort. As the wild returns to the wilderness, so do I for my annual shoulder season adventure. This has become an annual pilgramage for me over the years. With all the wildfires that have been tearing through western Canada this year, my plans were more fluid than usual…and by fluid, I mean that backcountry plan after…

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  • DeniseOctober 29, 2017 - 4:54 pm

    Beautiful! I would love to experience the wild the way you do one day David.ReplyCancel

Mountain moments.

It is tempting in life to want to see it all; to cover as much ground as possible and leave footprints in a long list of places.  This breadth of experience does have its merits, but it also has its sacrifices: namely, depth within each experience.  Personally, I increasingly value the depth side of experience and choose adventures that are more in the slow travel category these days rather than trying to see the entire map.  There really is a big difference between…

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  • Allison StorsethFebruary 13, 2017 - 7:39 pm

    Thank you for sharing! I really enjoyed reading (and viewing)ReplyCancel

  • RobynFebruary 14, 2017 - 1:39 pm

    Wow David! You really capture the feeling of the mountains well – like, the best! Really, it’s hard (I’ve tried). Keep it up and I look forward to when you return. 🙂ReplyCancel

  • KareniaFebruary 14, 2017 - 3:32 pm

    This may be my favourite photo essay of yours yet.ReplyCancel

Postcard from the Canadian Rockies.

Autumn meets winter in Larch Valley.

It’s shoulder season again – my favourite season – and we’ve just been chased down from the alpine of the Canadian Rocky Mountains by bad weather.  The sky had been threatening all morning, but in the mountains such threats make no promises one way or another so we went ahead and hit the trail up to Sentinel Pass.  Hours later, the weather finally materialized overhead and a cold wet snow blew heavy in our faces with …

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  • DanielNovember 14, 2016 - 8:55 pm

    Wow! This is surreal. Like, out of my dreams surreal.ReplyCancel