#41 – January 21, 2019

And suddenly, all too soon, this part of my life’s journey was over. It had been 286 days since I looked out at the Atlantic Ocean in Newfoundland and asked myself, “How far are you willing to go for someone you love?” Both the sky and the water were slate grey when we docked in…

#40 – January 17, 2019

  20-years-ago this week, I ran out of mainland Canada. It happened at Horse Shoe Bay in West Vancouver with the towering Coast Mountains as the backdrop to the B.C. ferry terminal, where we would make the crossing to Vancouver Island. It was funny. I just walked across the grass and onto the dock and…

#39 – January 10, 2019

20-years-ago today I ended my day in Mission, British Columbia, on the north bank of the Fraser River, 80 kilometres east of Vancouver. We are down and out of the mountains after an incredible week of contrasts, as the road portion of this life journey is nearing its end. I’m looking back in my mind…

#38 – January 3, 2019

20-years-ago today, I finished my day in Keremeos, a little town of 1500 people in the Similkameen valley in the southern interior of British Columbia. Before leaving Penticton where we marked New Years,  Bevin Palmateer drove me back to Kelowna to do an interview on a stand-alone country radio station that has a clear signal…

# 37 – December 28, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Kelowna, British Columbia as we were beginning our descent down into the Okanagan Valley. We were half-way across province number ten, and as 1998 was coming to a close, the snow of the past couple of weeks switched over to rain. In this week’s story, I’m going to jump ahead…

# 36 – December 20, 2018

20-years-ago today, I was in Revelstoke, British Columbia and in a few days, we would be taking the day off to mark what would become the most memorable Christmas of my life. That event would be taking place in the little town of Sicamous, British Columbia, halfway between Calgary and Vancouver. But before we reached…

#35 – December 13, 2018

20-years-ago today at 5:00 o’clock in the afternoon, it was dark, and snow was falling when I stepped into British Columbia. (see video below) The snow was wet and because it was dark, the road crew had me wearing my orange rain gear, which also made me more visible in traffic. I remember thinking to…

#34 – December 6, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Calgary, Alberta.  The good news is, we now have fewer than 50 road days left to complete. The bad news is – it’s minus 28 – and the Rocky Mountains are straight ahead. In the past few days I’ve become aware that I am not as mentally sharp as I…

#33 – November 29, 2018

20-years-ago today I was in Brooks, Alberta, a quiet little town of about fifteen-thousand people, in southeast Alberta. Brooks is where I started to feel that the Prairies would soon be coming to an end. Ever since leaving Winnipeg, the Trans-Canada has been a ribbon of highway that runs pretty much straight across Manitoba and…

#32 – November 22, 2018

This day was bound to come. I didn’t know when. This is the story of my toughest day on the road. 20-years-ago today I was west of Swift Current, Saskatchewan. It was freezing cold and the Prairie wind was blowing. It wasn’t the wind that was on my mind. It was my son. As you…