Jasper National Park and Bikepacking

My journal entry, dated July 28 1998, states that Spencer drew a picture of the airplane and wrote one long sentence that had no punctuation. We were on our way to England for a family reunion and I felt that writing about the experience would be a good idea but I quickly gave up that idea but I am pleased to report that, 21 years later, my son was excited to write up and submit this blog post. Continue reading

Hello again Banff National Park 

It’s been close to 25+ years since Ron and I spent any time together in Banff National Park. We spent a lot of time reminiscing and grasping at straws about previous trips. Alas some of the details seem a bit vague.

Something things haven’t changed we noted as we hiked, biked and drove around. Other things have radically changed.  Continue reading

Balance Challenges 

I’ve blogged lots about balance as it  relates to mental challenges. I’ve blogged about cancer and mental health. I’ve never blogged about Continue reading

Inspirational Riders

Last night’s rain preempted a gravel bike ride, that would have pushed me hard, with two friends who have inspired me. They have been, in turn, inspired by two friends.


Let me set the scene for you. It’s full of people with inspiration, courage, energy, sadness and hope.  Continue reading

Grasslands National Park

I am extremely excited to bring you the first GUEST BLOG POST about our National Parks. For me it’s like a triple win; a Saskatchewan park, the wide open prairies (my spiritual space) and written by an inspiring young woman who is a mover and a shaker. Someone I am lucky enough to call my friend and who, with only a tiny bit of encouragement dove into writing about her Parks Canada experience. Continue reading

Canada 150 Park Pass – Rideau Canal

I promise you we weren’t rowdy and we were law-abiding (more on that later in a different post). It turns out you don’t even really need a Parks Canada pass to enjoy the beauty of this setting.

I strongly suspect that the local population rarely remember how Continue reading

Little Voice 

I’m pretty good at ignoring the little voice in my head. As a caregiver I’m quite typical in that I usually put myself last. Obviously when you combine those two factors self-neglect happens.  Continue reading