When I was a kid in 1950s Vancouver my father often took me to watch the Mounties play baseball at what was then Capilano Stadium. In fact I was part-owner of the club; at some point the team was community owned and my dad bought me a $25 share. Truth be told I found the games a bit boring but I appreciated spending time in the bleachers with my father and I daresay he felt the same...

People have been living "off the grid" in cabins and floathomes around the shores of Burrard Inlet since before the creation of Vancouver. Squatting on the foreshore was one strategy for finding affordable housing in what has always been an expensive city. Little by little these foreshore squatters were evicted from their homes to make way for port developments until today...

One reason to take a trip up BC's Inside Passage (see below) is to witness scenes like this.

The vessel was dawdling up Blackfish Sound near the top of Vancouver Island when this adolescent humpback decided to put on a show. It was with us for about half an hour, breeching and fin slapping and generally showing off. Coincidentally (or was it?) we were just passing by Orca...

While preparing to set sail (see below) I've been reading a fascinating account of daily life in the Depression-era government work camps established by the Department of Defence to get single, jobless men off the streets. The book, edited by Peter Neary, collects the correspondence of Alan Collier, a Toronto-born artist who travelled west in search of work in 1934 and ended...

This space has been quiet of late while I packed up the house I lived in with my family for thirty years and moved to a new base of operations. Buying, selling, moving: stressful times. But they are behind us now.

To celebrate, we are going on a cruise. An outfit called Uncruise Adventures has invited me to be on-board...