About

My great-great uncle travelled from Fort Garry to St. Albert in 1875 and later, as an Oblate priest in Lethbridge, took my orphaned grandfather under his wing. So my Alberta roots are fairly deep.  I was born in Calgary in 1952, one of a family of ten children raised a few blocks from the Bow River.  Books were a big part of our world, and so was nature; I got hooked on both and have never recovered.  Eventually I even wrote some books — mostly about nature.

I got tired of putting overly-long posts on Facebook and need a home for transcribed journals from my long-ago explorations of the wild. This blog site is for those who love nature and the wild — it’s meant to hold stories, musings and insights about the things that live beneath the Chinook arch and those of us who care about that world. Basically, it’s an outdoor writer’s archives, shared.

Enjoy!