The late afternoon crossing of the Juan de Fuca Strait promised to be a cold, lumpy affair. Seas pushed by...
In the evening’s sweet light, the blue water of Bedwell Harbour matches the blue sky over South Pender Island. I...
Of all the people you know, how many prefer winter? I can think of one, a friend who likes to...
In the Port of Friday Harbor Marina, handrails and masts sport glowing, festive colours. Soon, in the darkest days of...
What would St. Patrick’s Day be without glittered shamrocks and leprechauns, and for the menu, green beer and corned beef...
The bitter wind howled down Colvos Passage with all the force of the frozen north. White caps, like a battalion...






