The continuing adventures of five boys exploring the Pacific Rim — We woke up to a crow informing the campground that it was a lovely day and we shouldn’t miss a moment of it. The crow was correct; it was a beautiful morning. Crows are smart like that. I got the fire going and the coffee on. …

It was a dark and stormy night on the Pacific Rim and we had nowhere to stay — We left the parking lot and turned north towards Tofino — the sun had just set, there was a light rain, and we still had no idea where we would sleep. Every hotel we came to was booked solid. What was I thinking? …

When in doubt take the road less travelled — With a minivan full of boys and camping gear, we turned south on the North Island Highway and talked about what we would do next. Our only agenda was to end up back in Alberta in about a week so the kids could get ready for the upcoming school year. …

Finding adventure at every turn by turning everything into an adventure — These adventures happened many years ago and I’m just now getting around to writing them down. The morning after the Midnight Miracle at Miracle Beach Provincial Campgrounds, I packed up the tent, organized the inside of the Toyota Previa Minivan of Wonder, cast a sideways glance at the tent next…

A night of camping in Canada that will never be forgotten — Many summers ago, when my kids were much smaller than they are now, my parents took them and two of their friends, Nathan and Joey, to Saratoga Beach for a vacation. …

Does anyone know where did this silly tradition come from? — Nope. Nada. It seems that no one knows where the idea for April Fools Day came from. Of course, you can Google it until the cows come home — if you have cows. …

The secret lies in the potential of broken bones and stitches — Yesterday, Jennifer and I got to hang out with her nephews. They’re in the 9 to 12 age range and into sports. I haven’t asked their parents for permission to name names or share pictures, so I won’t, and this post is really about life observations anyway. For the sake…

This is what happens when goblins read “The Complete Works of William Shakespeare.” — Last night, Jennifer (Panda) and I went out on a date. We Uber’d downtown for dinner and drinks at The Bear and Kilt before wandering up the street to Vertigo Theatre. …

Time to call in the bomb squad and save the day — It was +20°c yesterday in Calgary, and my migraine was off the charts. If I were a canary in a coal mine, there would just be a pile of yellow feathers on the bottom of the birdcage — caught by a gust of Chinook Wind, one solitary feather would be…