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December 2, 2016


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The first thing my Mother said to  me before this trip was “how safe is it for babies (toddlers)?”  I replied that the worst case scenario would be dengue fever, or a scorpion bite. One of which did nearly happen.  Not to mention an unexpected scary surprise in the ocean….

Also, 20 years ago I remember my parents talking about buying a holiday place in Costa Rica.  They didn’t – but they should of.

Tamarindo, Costa Rica.

Definite “gringo vibe” in this far off place. High quality food, service and shopping – usually a sign of steady American visitors, but still stood a nice local touch of coconut sellers, and Costa Rican kids playing soccer in the sand.  Plus the surf was all time! Soooo many beautiful and clean beaches to be seen here. Rent a car, be prepared for expensive insurance on it, but relish in the fact of freedom to come and go as you please.

Rocco drinking a not so fresh coconut…make sure they are kept cool before you buy! ; )



Playa Grande – Possibly the most beautiful big beach ever?


for Surfing and long runs/walks, it isn’t called Grande because it’s small. There were a few secret points for surf schools, and this was the place to be for sunset. I must say, this was a favourite on the entire trip!  You can rent a board right at the beach at a little shack run by Brittany.

Playa Flamingo 

for a stunning bay beach and a snorkel.  Just a place to unwind and read a book.  Seems to be the place to buy a really posh house.  25 min drive from Tamarindo.



Sting Rays hide under the sand soaking up cooler waters around the tropics,  including sands near shore…..where people like to wade, swim, surf, drink margarita’s….so when you go into the shallow deapths, please do the Sting Ray shuffle to avoid what happened to me.

It was a great beautiful day. So good! I was by myself taking a walk and a quick ocean dip and then the next sensation after feeling something spongey underfoot, was a sharp stab to my inner heal.  I came hobbling out of the ocean with a bloody pouring gash and a very strange pain unlike anything felt before. That was the poison. I ran to the nearest person and asked for help and ironically he too once, had been stung by a Raya – so he knew the deal and rest assured I would survive.  The venom slowly started to work it’s way up my thigh, I could feel it doing so and my foot was in a screeching ache!! On the very fast car ride to the doctor – I held my femoral artery in my hip as the venom started to seize there. It was crazy weird. It was oddly painful. Then at the walk in clinic 30 mins late the doctor looked at my gash with a still face and shrugged. Ha! And the Sting Ray probably went back to it’s sandy bed for a rest and I, well I had a new story to tell. That was it.



When I was a girl, I often visited my aunts hacienda en Mexico.  There we broke piñata’s, ate bbq corn and listened to the local bands. I’ll never get tired of the vibrant local colour of Central America.


JJ HACIENDA a great place to stay.  (AirBnB.)



The quiet frontier. With a keen adventurous west coast vibe of good food, yoga retreats and surf. Bomber. A lot of local colour. What more do we need? Just better Spanish skills.

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My first real wave. Caught in Nica at the sweetest beginner spot in the world on my 38th birthday. SICK



I’m going to end it there. I could write a long novel on my trip here, but there’s no need. I can’t compete with these photo’s….I hope you can also enjoy this area of the world. Pack less, learn more and experience some earth.

January 12, 2014





morocco from Katie Schaitel on Vimeo.

Tim and Katie Anchor apres session


Tim surfing at Boilers

Tim surfing at Boilers

Map of Route

Tim and I  decided to buy a cheap van, and hit the road for a climbing and surf quest. With a few quick conversions to the van, we escaped with a surf rack, bikes, climbing gear, a kitchen, bed and motor to hit the highway with. Europe is a very easy place to drive.

Requirements: A Mercedes Sprinter Camper Van. £2500 used. Her name is ‘Goose’ – best wingman ever.

We took a ferry from Portsmouth, UK to Santander, Spain. An 18 hour journey. Complete with sleeping berths and nice showers, it’s like a hotel really. Good times.


Next stop – Portugal.

En Route we took the alternative route to get some up and down time in the mountains of Picos de Europa where I could get on my peddles and descend! 

Peniche. Great spot for every level of surfer, although slightly cold in October. ; )


Next stop: Sidi Kaouki, Morocco

Over to Spain to catch the ferry to Tangier, Morocco.

Fruit stands, shepherds, and beautiful simplicity as soon as you hit Morocco…just remember though, there is a tinge of corruption – but just smile, and drive the speed limits.

After a straight drive down with one overnighter by the sea, we land in Sidi Kaouki. A small village of 20 people outside of Essouria.



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The surfing was ok here – really good in one particular spot for advanced..the camping was great. We stayed at the blue and white campsite where men come to sell you fresh bread on donkeys and fresh vege’s daily.

Next stop: Taghazout. A couple of detours on the way. Like bag shopping. ; ) Watch out for STINKY CAMEL URINE TANNED LEATHER. The smell of those bags do never go away. ; ) You have to sniff your bag before you buy.

And Tagazout finally. Most amazing campsite to stay at with a million dollar view, (and a few retirees!) Complete with a great roof top for doing sunset yoga after surfing  with your laptop. Amazing.


We discovered on this trip that I was pregnant with our first baby.  My surfing (or trying to) – became somewhat limited as a result! Rocco was born in 2013 and his name is a tribute to the beautiful country and people that helped nest me as I planted the seed.


Looking back on our trip to Morrocco- I see the absolute beauty of it all…. sometimes when I’m in it – I’m too close to get perspective.

October 2, 2012


Barcelona from Katie Schaitel on Vimeo.

A man called Gaudi, a beach on the Mediterranean, thriving culture of design and a world of rock climbing near by…these are the admirable assets of Barcelona.

Barcelona Breakdown

1. Sweet design pops up here and there – chairs, restaurants, bars, streets, buildings, retail and food. However the godfather of design whom we know as Gaudi picked Barcelona to build some wild buildings – Lady Gaga would hire him – if he were alive – i’m sure, to design her house.

2.The surrounding crags of limestone for rock climbing, whereby there lies one of  the most beautiful sitting spots in the world at Sant Lorenc de Montgai.

3.There is a beach that lines the city lapping up the crystal clear Mediterranean- ahhh, yes please.

Sweet looking functional design is everywhere here.


Hello, yes, I will come and sit on you!

Antoni Gaudi is genius.

Gaudi building on Passig De Gracia

Park Guell-  Gaudi


Places to stay:

$$$ AirBnB apartment in the center of town

A cheaper option is to rent this GREAT GREAT WONDERFUL apartment in the heart of Barcelona – super peaceful at night, and sooo central to walk everywhere you want and need to :
Rent this apartment – https://www.airbnb.co.uk/rooms/324383

$$$$ Beautiful hotel for a good price |||  The Market HOTEL |||

Looking for a suave room for a few nights: The Market Hotel is a hidden gem, with a SUPER BAR and even BETTER RESTAURANT!  A slight bit out of the way, but only 10 minutes to the center.
http://www.andilanahotels.com/en/hotels/hotel-market  ask for room 208 or if you want a little nicer room – go for 307 – or any of the suites down below. ; )

$ If your not rich ||| Equity Pointe Central |||

$$$$$ If you’re super rich ||| The W HOTEL |||











TApAS 24 $$$$ but incredible quality of tapas http://www.projectes24.com/



Barcelona  $$$$ http://www.rte-barceloneta.com/

There are lots of restaurants, you will not starve…;-)

Celebrate your day with a SUNSET DRINK

 a pequina bottella de Cava – on the top floor of Cortes Des Ingleses department store at Plaza Catalunya. OR head up to the ECLIPSE BAR on the 25th floor of the ocean front W Hotel for a mojito.



Two hour drive from Barcelona. World class sport climbing – a little more challenging grades though.


April 6, 2012

||| CHAMONIX, FRANCE ||| Feature Length ARTICLE

WHAT’S YOUR RUSH in Chamonix?


Charming yet fierce. Dramatic yet calm. Old yet modern. Extreme yet tranquil. Welcome to Chamonix, Rhone-Alpes – a dichotomy unto itself.

Chamonix’s bipolar nature  can be experienced in less than one day –  for example: by cliff dropping skiers who peak on adrenaline for four hours – then change the vibe entirely within forty minutes with a soothing hot tub for après le ski. Or by the relaxed sightseer, riding within the safe confinements of a cosy cable car enjoying the view,  who suddenly gasps while eyeing a mad, nutty skier flying by with a parachute canopy over head.

A mood swing from boring to excitement or vice versa is normal, and completely expected here, just given your physical geographical position of being in Chamonix.

It’s January, 2012 and they’ve had almost an ENTIRE seasons worth of snow fall already, completely different than last year’s shallow snow reports, which goes to show that Chamonix also has a split personality when deciding what to do with its weather. Now, with February, March and April left for the winter season, this means good vibes for everyone – as snow, and lots of it, equals a massive stoke in any ski town.

I arrive to this hyped-up-snow-happy-village via Geneva late evening. The quaint hotel room I check into doesn’t need cheap room spray, as the smell of burning pinewood subtly and most appropriately fills the air.  This coupled with the amber lighting, Norwegian Rosemaling style painted furniture,  and wood fittings make up for the coziest room of all time. Undoubtedly with this set-up, I know I’m going to sleep well. No wait, I’m in Chamonix – I’m going to sleep ‘extremely’ well. After all, it is the mountain extreme sports capital of the world.


Curtains open. Early morning. Rise to mountain peaks – the most dramatic ridge lines I’ve ever seen.  Spectacular….


Avalanche bomb.

Slowly, pink hues illuminate the horsehair clouds behind the mountains. Glorious alpine glow.  This is the floodlight on the mountain stage, cueing the skiers to get up and start acting their roles.

Quick. No time to waist.

Get “French” and skip the muesli, instead reach for the pain au chocolat and espresso breakfast,  then get to the hill.


First bin means fresh tracks and remember, no friends on a powder day.

Outside now, waiting for my ride. Hey, look, there’s infamous American skier – Glen Plake with ski’s over the shoulder – tips in front – headed for the L’Aguille du Midi –  one of the highest cable cars in the world- taking you to the extreme, like Glen himself…. hmmm, makes sense. Should I follow him? No. It’s my first day of the season, I’ll take it easy.

Time? It’s 7:30. That’s late in the world of alpine starts. Better get going…


The Grand Montet ski area will be the choice for me today (and many other skiers and boarders) as it poured 30 cm of sweet snow the afternoon before.  Out of the five choices of places to shred in the Chamonix valley, the Grand Montet offers wide open, and relatively steep slopes that remain in the shade for most of the day, keeping the snow cold and light.



Sardine cans is the best way to describe the commute up the mountain, fifty people with gear pack into the cable car. The freedom to follow though, is worth the 8 minutes of confined restriction.  Upon exit I look up to the virgin white slope to see only 30 tracks, I rush to the next lift to take me higher, then get the snowboard on, and gone! 9:50 am. Fresh turns all the way down, my excitement is summarized by my “whoo hoo’s” all the way to the bottom. I get back on lift and repeat, my coffee-filled-bladder can wait.

A day of shredding is never complete without après. A free bus shuttle winds me back through the mountain valley to Chamonix village where people are starting to rendezvous; ferreting around for pubs, coffee houses or restaurants. Charming walkways display sandwich boards enticing you with Vin Chaud (mulled wine) Chocolat Chaud and specialty coffee.Warm drinks are the selling point on a crisp winters day. Old hotels here and there, speak history and culture with their quaint looks. One reminds me of a Swiss hotel I remember as a kid, and takes me to an imaginary place where old mountaineers might stop to dry their ropes and get a warm meal.

With advice from a local I stop at the small cafe – ‘Le Lapin Agile’ for the best hot chocolate ever known.  It’s decadence so divine – it requires a spoon and supreme resistance to not order two more.

Winter comfort foods like cheese, dried meats, potatoes and bread are a common sight on menus and in shops.  These foods accompanied by wine, equal a typical Alpes picnic.  Many of the restaurants in the village of Chamonix have Raclette, a typical dish in the area which contains potatoes, bits of jambon, girkins, and strong Raclette cheese, served baked. Balance this warm meal with a chilled glass of Fendant, a local Swiss white wine from down the road and you’ve got a local experience to add to your cultured bag.


Sound calorific? Well, not to worry!  You can “ski du fond” tomorrow. In English that would be a “cross country skiing” and unlike most other activities to do here, this one is free. (Minus the equipment rental at 13 euros for 4 hours.)The track that starts just steps from the village proper, meanders through trees, over rivers and under bridges, and flows in one direction looping the valley floor back to the start.

Three different lengths, 3, 6, and 12 kilometers allow for a short go, or give you a challenge if you want to break a serious sweat.

 Too boring for you? Ok adrenaline junkie, let’s swing the mood over to heart-pumping excitement and talk extreme. How about speed riding? This will be good if your comfort zone is the size of China, and

you’ve got some skiing and canopy skills that you want to put to the test. This new hybrid sport of speed-riding is dangerous, so learning here could be advantageous if you’re keen.  Not quite your bag? Maybe you would like to ice climb then? Or B.A.S.E. jump or snowboard down a fifty degree slope?

Cool, no prob man, you’ve come to the right place.


About to have an anxiety attack?

Well, in the same ball park of excitement, but requiring no skill set, is a helicopter ride with Pascal. All I can say is this will show you what a helicopter really can do…. kind of like a roller coaster but better. Oh… and the glacier laden scenery and unbelievable peaks are not too shabby either..


Right, none of this sound like a good plan to you? Don’t worry, because Besides the go, go, go  in Chamonix, try to remember, there’s always the swing to the other side. So what’s the relaxing part?



Spas represent part of the calm side. But, I’m going to have to throw some effort into this spa mix. After all it is Chamonix, so even the relaxed is a little more effort. The effort requires some travel over to Italy, (36 minutes away) and is well worth the drive to get there. The Pré-Saint-Didier spa awaits past the Italian ski village of Coymeyeur through the lengthy 11 km Mount Blanc tunnel.  The lighting design is top notch here (never underestimate the lighting,) and the colourful tiling in the steam room speaks labour intensive. Aromatic saunas situated outside allow you to take a hot seat and watch the stars emerge over a chilly Mount Blanc. Keep your face cold and sit in the warm thermal waters of Pré-Saint-Didier which cascade out from the mountain at a temperature of around 37° C. This god-sent relaxes those skiing muscles while the refreshing cold plunge pool improves your circulation. Explore further to find the cloud themed room enabling you to relax, or you may shuffle in your white robe down to the cafe area for a refuel of juices and healthy snacks.



Speaking of food.

Healthy snacks or hefty meals.  No matter what your food mood in Chamonix, there’s something for everyone’s palette. Play spin the bottle on a European map and let the outcome choose your cuisine. Bottle head points at Sweden? Head to the Swedish owned Munchies, for a modern mixed menu like teriyaki duck or sushi. Italy?  Casa Valerio for an award winning pizza or a tasty white truffle ravioli. Don’t miss the famed Albert 1er, for a French experience in Michelin 2 star dining accompanied by the graceful sounds of an in-house pianist. The kids will like Poco Loco on the main walkway for a quick fix – where the American style burgers are a favorite of Mount Everest guide Kenton Cool. Bon appétit.

Night life.


Every night is Saturday night here.  Stroll the town and find live music, open mic, DJs, and cocktail bars. You’ll often rub elbows with multi-lingual speaking folk from all over the world sipping on cloudy Pastis- a local french liquor, or passing around the potent and strange tasting Ferna Blanca shots.  Certainly, getting to learn about Norway’s fjords, or Russia’s best vodkas with tourists here, isn’t an odd thing. You may even spot the rare local dance of ski-boot-clogging. These dancers are the true lovers of skiing, so much so, that their ski boots never come off.

Strip the mad or mundane human activity, relic or modern buildings and plethora of food choice, and what you have left in Chamonix is pure and natural beauty. Growing up in Canada, I’ve seen a lot of mountains, stretching from the Coastal Range to the Rockies.  Some of my favourites are Mount Currie, just north of Whistler, and Castle Mountain, west of Banff.    Chamonix however, is the Kate Moss of the mountain tribe, dressed lavishly in Versace. The ridge lines cutting the sky are dramatic and spectacular, the glaciers adorn her creases like sparkling diamonds and white pearls. Chalky white, fickle snow decorates the dark massive granite mountains creating picture perfect contrasts. The bustle of our eating, dancing, skiing or spa-ing amongst – is a celebration of it’s beauty at the end of the day.

Thanks to Chamonix we may come and start living our lives at the end of our comfort zones or in turn, relax and soak in it’s beauty from our all too busy lives already.  It’s a special place where you can always find a spectrum of  highs, lows and in-betweens – physically, literally and metaphorically.


Tim’s commercial shoot for Sportlife done in and around Chamonix featuring his ice climbing:


May 31, 2011


The Duke of Edinburgh Award Ceremony

This is the second year that Tim has been honored the privilege to hand out England’s most prestigious outdoor achievement award for the youth of the country – The Duke of Edinburgh award. – A select number of young outdoor achievers from around the country get awarded for their pursuits.

My timing allowed me to join him this year in attending the ceremony, and what an amazing adventure it was. Only weeks before the “wedding of the century” of Kate Middelton and the Prince – I found myself standing in the same space that the bride-to-be was for her media shots of their late engagement announcement. After taking the VIP tour of the residence, we were escorted to our designated area where Tim was to give the awards. It was quite surreal to be sitting in a room with murals the size of my house adorning the walls. As the palace host talked about these murals the words “are priceless – you can’t put a value on them” rang through my ears for a while. I couldn’t fathom the values surrounding me.

Tim was presenting in one of the four red and gold themed rooms of the palace known as the “boardroom.” Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth holds dinners and meetings for world leaders here. Kinda a big deal. However, as I looked around, I couldn’t help but wonder why the cracks in the ceiling and it’s discolorations hadn’t been tended to! This is the Palace after all?  My thoughts however, quickly swung into the other direction and concluded: that’s nice- those cracks…shows that these Royals aren’t too materialistic – which is good! The host continued on to also let us know that we are of a select few of the public that will ever be within these walls – as the only event to be held here is the D of E award ceremony. Wow I thought – how did this small town Canadian prairie gal end up here!? Yee-haw!

Enter Prince after Tim speaks for 10 minutes. Now, Prince Edward only shakes the hand, within the room full of people, of someone with a special badge on – which Tim had one of. So after Prince was finished talking to the youth from a distance he stopped, extended his hand to Tim and Tim then opened up with his first prepared question.

“So when you’re flying fighter jets do you ever get high enough to see the curvature of the earth?”

Edward responds: “Well, I don’t know because I don’t fly fighter jets..” Prince continues “However, I have seen the curvature from the concord…the atmosphere looks very blue from up there.” ( Slightly starstruck, I say “yes” here, in knowing what he’s talking about through looking at Nat Geo photos in the past -then freeze again, as I don’t know what else to say…)

I give Tim all the credit for just having the gusto to ask the Prince questions – as I, tongue tied- just stood there having no clue what to say to Mr. Royal Man.  But next time, i’ll have some ammo I’ve decided. I’m going to ask him about his impeccable posture – and see if it’s owed to a Personal Royal Pilates trainer or perhaps years of ballet or possibly some afternoons of polo playing or something! After all it was the first thing I noticed about him when he walked into the room.

Until the next time when we shall be invited to the Queen’s house again, it was very special to feel like a real-life princess, as you do when standing in a real-life palace…. with a real-life prince.


April 29, 2011

||| THAILAND ||| TON SAI |||


The first time I came here was in 1996. It was quite pristine and undeveloped back then. I was traveling for a month with my older sister, and came across Ton Sai beach 3 weeks into the trip. When we were walking along the sand, I looked up at the limestone walls (had no idea they were limestone then) and saw a couple of bodies scaling the wall. I actually, in my life, had never seen this before.

10 years later, after wanting to do what those people were doing, and learning how, I made a point of returning to the place of inspiration. Before I returned, I had taken baby steps to learn how to scale the rocks….

I'm safe. Look at that rope attached to me!

I returned.

I got off the plane 10 years later, then hopped on a bus,  and when I got off two guys came up to me, and TOLD me like messengers from cupid, to GO to TON SAI. It seemed strange at the time, as I was going to go to Riley Beach – next to it, but alas they persuaded me to change my route convincing me that the Fire Party that was going on there would be amazing. Sounded pretty spectacular to me! Sign me up!

I arrived to TON SAI. Checked into a bungalow, and took 100 steps back down to the beach. As I sat at the Freedom Bar for sunset,  men were finishing their climbing for the day and taking tables around me. It didn’t take long before the lot of them ended up inviting me to sit with them.

As the evening went on, I was making good conversation, and happy to be back to this magical place that I remembered. At 8:30pm, the night had come to full darkness, and the stars were popping out one by one. BUT the biggest star to shine, was about to fall out of the sky and land next to me.

Tim jumping during the day.

It was a Friday night in Febuary 2006. And my future husband fell out of the sky and landed beside me. Pretty cool eh!

Follow your dreams, be open, and if you haven’t found love yet, hopefully when it arrives it comes with a sweeping and GRAND entrance…just to make sure that you DON’T miss it.

April 27, 2011



I get to come along on the journey for a getaway into the wilderness.

Helmcken Falls Lodge

When I talk wilderness, I’m talking moose everywhere.

Including in our morning breakfast! Moose BURGER!!! Dry but great with some sauce.

As Tim and Will climbed for 2 weeks Christian Pondella took amazing photos, and Big Up Productions made a film of it, which will premier at the REEL ROCK tour opening in the Rockies (US) come fall 2011.

One of the shots that Christian took, was featured in the front pages of Sports Illustrated during the Superbowl week. Pretty amazing when it’s typically showcasing football, basketball, and big money sports. Well done guys, that’s what you call expanding the envelope, broadening horizons, or pioneering.

While Tim was climbing, I was packing the ski trails with Andrew – the owner of the lodge on snowmobiles! So much fun.

There’s lots of great cross country ski trails that are maintained regularly right outside the lodge. The log cabins are rustic, and you can be feed three meals a day and lodge for $60CDN a day. The hot breakfast comes at a little extra price. But well worth it.

Life is a daring adventure or, nothing at all. – H. Keller

April 26, 2011



Tim received a letter from his climbing mate in Taiwan in the summer of 2010 asking if he wanted to come and climb up the side of The Marina Bay Sands Hotel for their grand opening.

Photo from http://daman.co.id/

The answer was yes, if he could bring his wife only though. (Nice one honey!)

They agreed that I could come on the basis that I’d hang off a rope from the top of the hotel (only 52 stories! YIKES!)  to help capture some video footage. I agreed.  Alas when it came to it, they didn’t need me….so instead I was the team cheer leader, drink runner, and pool poser.

We joined 21 other talented climbers from the globe, lots of whom we’ve met on the small global climbing circuit.

This hotel is owned by Sheldon Alderson – the 12th richest man in America and all self-made; from scratch. You may be familiar with him – as he owns the Sands Hotels in Las Vegas. This is the first casino in Asia (that adjoins the hotel) along with a shopping center. It’s an architectural astonishment, and has some cool symbolic values to it as well according to the architect, like the towers were build as 3, as that is a lucky number in Chinese (and that is appropriate as it still has a number of Chinese descendants living there.) The hotels most amazing feature is the super suave infinity pool at the top of the hotel on the ‘Sky Park,’ – it’s the highest  in the world. Very neat indeed.

The lobby hosted many unique designs that provided eye candy and functionality rolled into one.












When in Singapore, if you can spend a night at this hotel, do it. If it’s out of budget, then spend the day up at the Sky Park enjoying the pool and restaurants. It may not be a day at the beach – but when you consider the wonder of what man can build, this is the living example of our finest achievements of such.




And…here’s the climbing race!

January 19, 2011

||| SASKATCHEWAN ||| Flatlands |||

This is Katie’s homeland. Saskatchewan is Cree (Native Indian Band to Saskatchewan) meaning swiftly flowing river, their original pronounciation was “Kisiskatchewani Sipi.” This flat-landed province is often the butt of endless space-themed comments  such as “oh, Saskatchewan! That’s where you can watch your dog run away for 3 days!”   Yes, tis true that the TransCanada highway runs through the flattest part of the province, but Saskatchewan has tonnes of Golf Courses, beautiful northern lakes that play host to Moose & lots of wildlife, lots of islands, fishing, canoeing, and radical sunsets. The southern region has endless fields, wide rivers, large cut banks, camping, lots of migratory geese in the fall, hunting and glorious night skies.

Northern Saskatchewan

Southern Saskatchewan

Riverhurst Golf Course


Tim, besides my family being there, would have no reason in the world to ever visit this place, for his life revolves around vertical heights. So when I was chumming with some of my Sasky linemen ( working with telephone poles ) friends,  we came up with a cracking idea: Next time Tim visits Saskatchewan, lets get him climbing. Up what? Well watch and see…..

If you happen to travel in the fall, try to live a ‘makeshift day’ in the life of a hunter (if not a real one!)

My parents and I woke up one October morning at about 4:30 am to head to this area about 1 hour or so north from Swift Current to look at some migratory birds. I’ve just written Dad, to get the details of that journey, and this is what he’s said: –

” …. .

It’s on the north side of the river (Lake Diefenbaker) across from Cabri, I think they call that particular section Gallagher’s Bay.  It’s a large, wide bend in the river, and it is a major stop off point for the geese in the fall.  If you catch it at the right time they say it has around 500,000 geese (both Canada’s and snow geese) settled in on the average nite.  They feed in the surrounding grain fields throughout the day and stay up to six weeks.  It’s quite a sight to catch them just before sun-up as they are waking up and lifting off the lake in waves of thousands to go for the early morning feed.  Little do they know the hunters are hiding (min 500 ft off shore) with their shotguns loaded…”

Now, speaking of shotguns. here’s a short film on some Skeet shooting I did at Gordy’s Turkey Farm in Southern Saskatchewan. Skeet shooting is fun, but wear earplugs and watch out for the dogs, then aim at the flying clay pigeons  and try and nail em with your shotgun pellets!! Great fun!

Summer is the best time to visit Saskatchewan. If you’re driving through, take a diversion, and visit the river bank, go fishing, sailing, windsurfing, kite boarding or whatever. But try not to limit yourself to the mission of just ‘getting through’ the province. Remember, sunsets and night skies too…are unlike a lot of places on earth!

January 13, 2011


France, travelled by the beauty of the glorious sea, is, one of the highlights of life. I personally find Europe slighlty busy, being Canadian and all, and travelling inland amoungst all the people is uncomfortably manic, albiet part of the experience. So when I hit the decks of this catameran and set sail for 5 days I unravelled an unknown passion for travel by the sea.

Here is the video of our trip, in a nutshell….