That Young Life Thing?

It’s raining outside. Hard. The kind of rain that sounds great on the roof when you’re curled up on the couch with a cup of tea and a cookie, but is straight misery when you’re on a boat in the middle of a wide, wide lake. Thankfully, my situation is the former; the latter is…

Day in the Life: The Spatsizi Report

I was thinking maybe it’s about time I got myself organized and gave a more cohesive picture of what exactly I’m doing up here in the Middle of Nowhere. The last couple posts haven’t exactly been explanatory. So if you’re one of those wondering what exactly it is I am doing up here, and where exactly…

Dish Poem #2

Australian laughter Siberian smoke with Crème brulee and tres leche while washing a pot made in Korea. African tales under rainbow trout snowshoes and stuffed caribou. For such big land it sure is a small world. ~~Post-Script~~ Dude! What’s with this? Since when did I have anything do with poems? Je ne sais pas… Maybe…

Life Lesson #91

Life lesson for ya: Always wipe clockwise, when cleaning showers. Particularly the knobs. Trust me on this one. Love from your ever-wise and experienced cleaning lady, ~Anna Brown P.S. It’s harder to remember than you’d think!

Our Monday Exploit

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls….I am pleased to announce that a Happening has occurred! Something other than cleaning! Outside of the dishes! Beyond the laundry room! Lo, outside of camp even! Yes, ‘tis true – I left and came back. We went, we saw, and we conquered…. The Great Stikine. Finding an afternoon with…

Day 14: Halfway to Halfway

Landmark Day! Today is Day 14 of 56, which means I am officially halfway to halfway.  I’ve been very particular about keeping track of the days up here. It’s incredibly easy to let all the days merge into one and let it all slip into a blur of day after day. Sometimes that’s a good…

A Poem Composed Whilst Attending to the Dishes

Skeeters in the sink Skeeters in the sink Skeeters in the sink aren’t nice I think.   Skeeters in the air Skeeters in my hair Skeeters are pretty much everywhere.   Skeeters in the outhouse Skeeters in the yard Tryin’ to avoid them is just too hard!   Skeeters up my nose Causin’ me woes…

If You Hate Scenery, Pass This By.

It’s been a week and a day since I left Smithers. After driving North for six hours, we unloaded the pick up and ate some fries and I hoisted my duffel, backpack and trusty ol’ gumboots in the back of a floatplane and clambered in. Then we flew, and this is what I saw: Green…

Day 1: The Land of the Red Goats

[I will write now and post later, seeing as internet is all the way over in a different building than I am presently in. Current time:10:00pm, June 30, 2012.] Though this post be brief, it shall be sufficient, for it’s purpose is merely to alert the world I am alive and have not much to…