Historic Mail Flight in Desolation Sound
Desolation Sound has been my boating backyard for decades. I know these waters well from my marine photography adventures aboard my last boat, a runabout named Snoopy, and in recent […]
Desolation Sound has been my boating backyard for decades. I know these waters well from my marine photography adventures aboard my last boat, a runabout named Snoopy, and in recent […]
After discovering the Sacramento National Wildlife Refuge in California, it didn’t take long before we started exploring the other wildlife refuges nearby. Colusa National Wildlife Refuge is just a short
Over the years, Trona Pinnacles, California, has become one of my favourite places to photograph in the desert. With its wide open spaces, relatively few visitors, unique tufa formations, and
I can’t believe we drove right past Sacramento as many times as we did. The air quality in California’s Central Valley can be rough, so we always tried to get
There are moments when nature offers up a surprise that jolts you out of routine and asks you to pay attention. We often step into a place with expectations, and
After a season of slow travel through the Broughton Archipelago aboard Vestri, I’ve finally gathered all the threads into one place. This post brings it all together: a fly-over video
As much as we were enjoying Dusky Cove, nestled in British Columbia’s Broughton Archipelago near the wildlife-rich waters of Blackfish Sound, a storm was on the horizon and we needed
We had been enjoying Blackfish Sound so much during our trip to British Columbia’s Broughton Archipelago that we decided to try an anchorage that was on the north west edge
Blackfish Sound is one of those places I dreamed of long before I ever saw it. Like the savannahs of Africa, the Yellow Mountains of China, or Haida Gwaii (still
After the supply run at Echo Bay turned out to be more wishful thinking than reality, we pointed Vestri north – still winding our way through the Broughton Archipelago –
After four days of swimming and luxuriating in the magical silence of Simoom Sound, deep in British Columbia’s Broughton Archipelago, our supplies aboard Vestri were running low. It was time