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Come away, O human Dad, to the waters

Written on the beach at Cavendish, PEI, 1100 km from home, with apologies to W.B. Yeats. Come away, O human Dad! To the waters and the wild With a campsite, full of sand, For the tent more needs a sweeping … Continue reading

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Quiet hours

I want to be buried in one of those deep-sea diving suits, the metal kind, like Sylvester the Cat might wear in some over-complicated and ill-fated attempt to eat Tweety. One hundred million years after my demise, give or take … Continue reading

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Pull my finger

In action movies, snap decisions usually go like this: “Captain McMurdock, sir! The albino cannibal protestors are closing in on the compound with thermonuclear pots and pans!” “Wicked picketers! OK, team, listen up! Sully, you and your men round up … Continue reading

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Freshly squeezed at the border

Some things just aren’t worth the price, like arcade claw machines or protest votes for the NDP. Fibbing to Customs officers just to save a buck or a few moments of inconvenience is likewise too risky. Unless, of course, you’re … Continue reading

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Real campers eat pathogens for breakfast

The reason we go camping in the 21st century is to remind ourselves how our pioneer ancestors lived, which is to say: not very well at all. Deprivation is the key to any successful camping weekend, a cheap and mostly … Continue reading

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