The MS Bike Tours are annual fundraisers for the MS Society of Canada. I participated in the Leduc to Camrose ride for the first time in 2014 as part of team Sus Scrofas. We had a great ride and were very successful in our fundraising efforts for a very worthwhile cause. Last year we road again and had a better year fundraising. So we’re going to do it all over again this year hopefully with even better results! This is where I impose on everyone to consider making a donation to help make this possible. I am once again making a photograph available to donors – details below – to sweeten the pot as it were.
Spirit of the Ride
For every donation of $100.00 (or more) the donor will receive a special edition print of one of my recent spirit bear photographs entitled Spirit of the Ride. The prints are signed 5” x 7” fine art prints matted to a finished size of 11” x 14” and are ready to frame. Make a donation of $200.00 (or more) and I will include a high quality black metal frame with antireflective glass fully assembled and ready to hang. If you have any questions email me at firstname.lastname@example.org or call me at (780)723-2338.
For more information about MS, the Society, the fundraiser please go to the MS Society’s webpage. To donate you can either follow the favoured link on the right of this page or click here. If you want to take advantage of the offer above, the donation must be made to me as a participant.
Here are a few images from the Edson Photography Club outing last Saturday to the MacLeod River near Peers…
It is always a lot of fun creating images like these. On this occasion we were under a bridge which made for some interesting light traces as the sparks bounced from the concrete.
A quick post from Dawson City, Yukon again. Things quickly feel back to ‘normal’ after travelling. I am sitting at a desk in a hotel room after a night in a comfy bed, indoor toilet facilities and a seemingly endless supply of hot running water. We don’t always appreciate the routine things that we have in our day to day lives. Yesterday, our little band of photographers flew out of the Yukon wilderness after spending 11 days photographing ‘Ice Grizzlies’. The days are short in late October at the Arctic Circle so we had to make the best of our time there. Here are the first two images from the collection to share, one of our favourite bear “Sophie” and one of the Northern Lights that we were treated to for four straight nights near the end of the trip. I hope to add posts here with some stories and such but for now just a teaser with these images…
We are on standby due to a weather delay. It has been snowing here a little bit but we have a two hour helicopter ride to our final destination. It’s been about 3 hours of uncertainty. Hoping to get out today but there are logistics in play that we have no control over. We are all itching to get to the Bear Cave Mountain camp and start looking for the Ice Grizzlies. Killing time by updating my journal and taking photographs of the street out front of our hotel. Here is Dawson City’s traffic…
The driver of the closest pickup actually had to wait a little over 3 seconds for the other one to pass before turning. Real world problems. But seriously, ’tis is the first snow of the year for Dawson. The good news is that the skiff of snow should help keep the dust under control. Hopefully we get some word soon or we will have to venture down the road to find lunch. We’re all hoping to miss lunch because we are on the helicopter! Ciaou for now.
Some shit you just can’t make up…
Sorry about that one, just couldn’t resist. Help me for I have punned. Again.
It’s early morning in Dawson City and the last couple of hours before heading off to photograph the grizzlies north of the circle here in the Yukon. We arrived here yesterday after spending a day in Whitehorse – see last post about the wildlife photography there. Spent the better part of the day wandering around Dawson (the locals seem to drop the City routinely) which seems like a bit of a ghost town at this time of year. Most of the businesses are boarded up for the winter and shops/restaurants are closed up making the streets very quiet in comparison to the summer when boat loads of cruise boaters come through. I like it this way more I think. Winter is starting to show itself. Not much snow about but ice is forming on the Yukon River, some of the boats are already out of the water and today they are taking the ferry out. This means that if you live on the other side of the river you can’t get to town too easily until the river freezes up enough to drive across. This may take a few weeks. If you have to get across, it’s a helicopter ride.
I have only spent a few hours here and without the ability to drive around and see the surrounding countryside but it is already easy to see how people get ‘hooked’ on the north. I have spoken to many people who have come to the Canadian Arctic never left – choosing to call it home. The peacefulness, solitude and beauty is unmistakable even in such a short visit. Dawson certainly has made a great first impression for me. I haven’t left and already looking forward to returning and spending more time here. I can only imagine how this feeling would increase if one had a chance to explore some more. Alas, not for me at this time. I leave you with one last view from yesterday and bid farewell ’til we return in a week and a half to the land of global communication…
Well okay, one more just for the heck of it…
First day in the Yukon – October 15th, 2016. The Ice Grizzly trip is a wildlife photography adventure so what better way to spend a day than doing wildlife photography. But, not grizzly bears. What else calls the sub-arctic regions of Canada home? Well, deer and sheep for two…
These little fellas (or could be a gal in the case of the deer I guess) were spotted very close to Whitehorse as we spent a day in the city waiting for the rest of our group to assemble in preparation for the trip to Dawson City and points north of the Arctic Circle tomorrow. Also seen were muskoxen and mountain goats but I haven’t got to those images yet. We’ll see how things go tomorrow but after that we will be in ‘electronic silence’ for at least 10 days. Here’s hoping for some great bear encounters and images to follow.
I am a firm believer in serendipity and happenstance. Especially when it comes to photography. Sure, you have to plan and take every step in the hopes that good things will happen. And we are definitely largely masters of our own destinies. But I can’t count the number of times that good things just happen. Sometimes they involve images that I make and other times they just add to life’s rich pageant. Last Monday was one of the former. As I packed up my gear after a Edson Photography Club meeting I received a text from a member saying it looked like the Northern Lights were going to put on a show. I was tired (exhausted actually) after a long day of errands and meeting preparations and was oh so closed to ignoring the text and heading for bed. Reflecting back that I had missed some great Northern Lights just the previous week and seeing that the sky was essentially cloudless, I changed my mind and drove less than a kilometre from town just to have a look. Only camera gear with me was body and 50mm lens (and tripod) so it was not going to be more that a quick look. It’s a spot that I wouldn’t pick for photographing the lights but it does give one a good idea if they are worth chasing. Sure enough, they were looking good. Watched the greens glows dancing silently across the northern skies for a bit, captivated as always by these magnificent phenomena. Making the decision to head home a get camera gear (and see if Jayne and Michelle) wanted to join me I left – not sure if the lights would continue or if I would return to a blank canvas as often happens.
We traipsed around the countryside watch the lights, which had lost some of their intensity and were having a hard time finding a spot we liked (well, that I liked). Finally, fearing total loss of the Aurora, we stopped at the end of a lease road and decided what the heck let’s just watch for a bit. So, we did. Mother nature rewarded us with a fairly nice display that went on for about an hour before finally fading away. The showed ebbed and flowed some, but kept us enthralled visually and our shutter fingers flexed. The images above are a sample of those acquired and the animation below is a first crack at a Northern Lights animation. Certainly not the most amazing images of the Northern Lights but decent considering I was just minutes from letting my head hit the pillow!
Once again we ride for MS. The Sus Scrofas 2016 Edition is gearing up to ride our bicycles from Leduc to Camrose and back to raise money for the MS Society of Canada. This will be my third year riding in this fundraiser and I am hoping for a great run. Last year we rode with a team of 7 (pictured below) and we raised over $22,000.00.
This year our team has expanded to 13 members and we have already topped $25,000.00 in donations with over a month and a half to go! This blog post is the official announcement of my fundraising campaign. I am making the following offer to prospective donors…
For every donation of $100.00 (up to $200.00) the donor will receive a special edition print of one of my grizzly bear photographs entitled After the Ride?. The prints are signed 5″ x 7″ fine art prints matted to a finished size of 11″x14″ and are ready to frame. Make a donation of $200.00 (or more) and I will include a high quality black metal frame with antireflective glass fully assembled and ready to adorn your wall.
After the Ride?
If you want to take advantage of this offer, your donation must be made to me as a participant. You can make your donation online by clicking on the link below and following the instructions.
Click Here To Donate
For more information about MS, the Society, and the fundraiser please go to the MS Society webpage.
Thank you for considering making a donation to this worthy cause. If you have any questions please feel free to drop me an email.
PS The title of the image is After the Ride? as this is what I usually look like after a day’s ride. Except the bear has no beer!
It doesn’t matter how much you love travelling or how great a trip have been on, coming home is always somehow satisfying. Most of our little dental group left Managua early this morning for a 19 hour travel day (including stops and commute at end of journey) back to Canada.
The trip was uneventful which is always good when travel is involved. Flights were mostly on time, luggage showed up (first off the carousel actually), customs and immigration without issue (in fact the agent in Houston was downright friendly) and all good back home. We didn’t make the last leg to Edson last night as Michelle is back on a plane with Jayne today to visit Las Vegas – a trip that is about two years overdue as they were supposed to go on Michelle’s 21st. I, on the other hand must get back to reality and head to the office tomorrow.
Back to my original point that it is always good to get home…
I love to get away and travel without a doubt. I like seeing new things, meeting new people and experiencing what the world has to offer. I always have and hopefully always will. I am not as adventurous as some travellers but I think I get out there more than others. I certainly enjoy traveling the ‘one less traveled’ as Robert Frost put it, although I’m not sure his poem was so much about travel habits. I have found that the ideal trip duration for me is between two and four weeks with the sweet spot being right at the midpoint three week mark. Less than two weeks and you are just getting into the flow of travel when you have to start thinking about the trip being over. I find it takes a couple or three days to get into a bit of a rhythm of a destination – the people, the climate, the food to name a few factors. Then you have to identify and work toward realizing the goals of the trip (many times for me it is making photographs). The middle of the trip is usually the most enjoyable and hopefully occupies the bulk of your time away. And finally, you have the wrap up phase where you preparing for travel, wrapping up projects and often times wishing you had more time. If you go much over the three week duration I find it difficult sometimes to avoid sensory overload. Too many things to see and do can wear me out and I can get frustrated and weary, not able to really enjoy what I usually like doing. Kind of like going to West Edmonton Mall!
This trip is a little shy of the three week sweet spot but it was the perfect length for the type of trip it was. Two things account for this. One was that it was a ‘working’ trip so much less time was devoted to relaxation and personal travel goals. This is more taxing psychologically and does tire one out more quickly than a purely recreational trip. The second is it involves traveling with a relatively small group of people which usually creates it’s own stresses. Our group was really good and I thought we traveled well together in close quarters for the better part of two weeks. This is made possible I think because we have the common purpose of providing dental care to those in need.
With all that said, I am looking forward to being back in Edson this afternoon after seeing Jayne and Michelle off. Only have a couple of errands to run then back to real life. First order of business will be to get images downloaded and backed up – probably while doing some laundry. Then will need to organize some upcoming projects … and so it goes until the next trip.
Sometimes things happen for reasons that I cannot figure out. Right place at the right time. Good Kharma. Kismet. Destiny. There are many descriptions for these events and occurrences and I think they happen to most of us on a regular basis – at least, they seem to for me (and I hope they do for you, too). One of these happened in Leon (Nicaragua) on Sunday morning. Michelle and I were on an early (before 8am) walkabout around the main square and cathedral in this popular town enjoying the less stifling morning air and the sights and sounds of this central area coming to life. We stop a lot to make photographs along the way, different things piquing our individual interests along the way. Sometimes we happen on something that attracts us both. In this case it was a mural painted on two pillars of a doorway across the street from us. There were bright colours, and some interesting light beginning to hit the doorway but the pictures were caricatures of local ‘heros’. The one on the left was Sandhino ‘crushing’ Samosa (at least I think I have the characters correct – it does get a little confusing sometimes.
So what does this post have to do with Kharma (and Maria)? As we were making our pictures, an older lady in a bright dress approached us and began to speak to us in Spanish. Normally this act would not have attracted our attention and we would politely decline whatever she might be selling or reply with a ‘no intiendo’ or some other bastardized Spanish but there was something interesting about Maria. She spoke slowly and seemed interested in making herself understood often supplementing her dialogue with hand and body gestures. She explained that Sandhino was a hero and had killed Samosa to free the Nicaraguan people. As we moved to the larger mural across the street that is a public landmark depicting the history of the trials and tribulations of Nicaragua, Maria followed. There was something about her that was interesting and we followed her around the whole mural listening to her explanation of Nicaraguan history. She was captivating and I found myself enjoying the whole dissertation. I knew all along that there would ultimately be a request for some money to be exchanged but there were no airs or pretentions on Marie’s part. She seemed genuinely interested in our dialogue and went out of her way to make sure we understood each point she was making.
At the end, coincidently in front of the mural image depicting the freedom gained for the Nicaraguan people Maria asked where we were from – I’m not sure the words she used but I knew exactly what she was asking. When we said ‘Canada’, she said she had friends from Canada and produced a little notebook with a handwritten message from someone from Vancouver explaining that Maria did these little explanations to help support her family. It was easy to part with a few Cordobas and I hope they in some way help with her daily existence because she brightened our day on this morning in Leon.
We saw Maria a couple of times more in our wanderings and she said hello with a big smile each time. She did want to sell us some postcards one time but with no pressure or disdain when we declined.
Thank you Maria.