Category: Weekend Report
Its official: I’m a terrible surfer. I’ve always known and embraced this fact, but it’s never been so glaringly evident as it was this weekend. It turns out,…
Last week, nothing was going well. I was on strike, which was more morally defeating than I expected; former and current relationships were pushing at sore spots with…
The first time I tried whitewater rafting, at the age of 19, somewhere in the no-man’s-land between Ontario and Quebec, I discovered my inner selfish jerk. I had…
“Do you think we’re getting old?” I forget who said it, but it came at the end of a conversation in which we’d all been extolling the virtues…
I’ll admit it: when I first heard about plans to build the Sea to Sky gondola in Squamish, I was not ok with that. It seemed like a…
One of the best things about living two blocks away from the beach (besides, of course, the beach) is the amazing view I get of the North Shore…
No, surf and snow didn’t happen on the same weekend -at least not this time around. I’m combining two trips into one post, because I’ve been awol for…