They believed I would come back for him. That’s why it worked. I drove away from the gas station into the Mexican heat, with a full tank but not having paid. In my rearview mirror, I see Jeff standing surrounded by a small group of attendants, arms crossed, no smiling. It’ll be[...]
True story: My dad was in his 60s when he first went to a massage therapist. An old injury was flaring up, and his doc pointed him straight to the RMT. Because he wasn’t sure what this was all about, or how much was enough to spend, he booked 30 minutes to[...]
Our first go at “heli-skiing” anywhere other than here in B.C. was in Switzerland, back in 2011. I say “heli-skiing” with quotes because heli-skiing over there really isn’t the same as what we do here. It was one heli-drop on Äbenie Flue in the Bernese Alps, one of just a few spots allowed,[...]
Like all uphill landings, it was an unwelcome surprise. Day one of skiing in Swedish Lapland, and we weren’t quite ready for the chairlift at Riksgränsen. Fixed-grip, bare metal, no lifty to help ease the transition. We pushed forward to get to the line and turned around just in time for[...]
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