Welcome to Canmore: Experiencing the Force of Nature and Enduring the Flood

Peter saw the first of the mud water flowing down the lower driveway.  That should have been alarm enough.  Then we saw rapids running through the yard of a house down the street.  We looked down from our fifth floor condo unit and wondered where could all that water coming from.  Minutes later the light flow of mud colored water from the P1 upper parkade level became a … more


Representing Nunavik at The Grand Defi Pierre Lavoie

When I told people in my world outside of Quebec that I was going to do Le Grand Defi Pierre Lavoie (GDPL) the response was ‘the what and the who?’.  It’s not just the language barrier that led to the blank stare.  English Canada has many charitable events and I’ve done a few of them.  Events that raise awareness for disease, disaster or give voices to those silenced … more


A Most Excellent Rocky Mountain Bicycle Adventure

Peter and I are known for our late departures.  Specifically when it comes to departures of the adventure kind.  There’s always that ‘one more thing’ to do before finally heading out the door.  Last week’s bike tour takes the cake.  Peter admitted the 545pm locking of the door, clicking cleats into pedals and riding away from home time of day was a record for even him.   The … more


Returning to the Great Slave Lake: Part 2: Dancing under the northern lights

Just how I ended up in the two stepping shuffle of the drum dance line at 1:20am in Lutsel K’e, NWT, is a story that began over three years ago.  What and where in the world is Lutsel K’e, you may wonder?  It’s the only village in the East Arm of the Great Slave Lake.  I arrived that afternoon for the Spring Carnival, aptly dubbed the ‘Slush Fest’.  … more


Returning to the Great Slave Lake: Part One, Thaidene Nene, ‘Land of the Ancestors’

Just how did I end up in Lutsel K’e not once, but twice?  Well it’s a long story that begins with the last time I skated on long blades.  After the 2010 Olympics, my adventurer husband Peter and I decided to do something out of the ordinary.  As a leg athlete, a trip on water seemed outrageous.  We decided on a journey into a land we learned of … more


Northern Exposure in Nunavik Part 2: The Cup

It made it’s way to the northern village of Kangiqsualujjuaq with us on the plane.  I’m talking about The Cup that had a whole lot of folks all across Nunavik crazy for hockey a  few weeks before.  Three years earlier, I brought a medal of my own to this same place.  A bronze medal won less than a month before at the Vancouver 2010 Olympics.  Much of the … more


Northern Exposure in Nunavik, Quebec

You can leave the North but the North never leaves you.  It remains in the memory bank, dormant but ready for the prompts urging it to come front and center once more.  The memories I have from all over Canada’s Northern lands come to life each time I see a photo, read a story or listen to news from way up there.  Up there in a land that … more


The Baja Diaries: Day 3&4….in the cactus jungle again…

The winds calmed to a pleasant breeze, a welcome reprieve from the constant northern gale.  A sliver of a moon hung above our camp.  It was as if the man on the moon lounged on the crescent and smiled down our spot in the cactus jungle.  Cinnamon stick tea simmered over the small fire while on the side a bunch of mesquite burned to make coals.  Corn tortillas … more


Right To Play Liberia: Clara Town

I had no idea I had a namesake town in Liberia.  Well, to be honest, Clara Town has nothing to do with me.  Apparently it’s named after a woman named Mrs. Clara who was a good woman and did a lot for her community.  That’s all I could get out of the locals we met yesterday afternoon.  I’m working on living up to the ideals of Mrs. Clara.  … more


Right To Play Liberia: The Sweet Joy of Play

It seemed almost an accident that I found myself high in the air en route to Liberia.  It’s rare I dread getting on flights like yesterday.  Only 36 hours before I had landed in Florida from California.  Ended up in tourist hell after a week of bike touring heaven.  After 3 hours to New York, seven hours to Paris, Seven plus hours to Guinea and then the last … more

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