There’s been an absence of new posts for a few days and I’m sure you may have wondered why. The answer is I was in New York at an event called Canada Media Market, rubbing shoulders with the Canadian tourism industry and a bunch of cool editors, such as Spud Hilton, travel editor for the San Francisco Chronicle and Sarah Spangnolo, digital projects editor for Travel+Leisure. I even listened to a presentation by the New Yorker’s Adam Gopnik and it was good. In fact, during the middle of his presentation I thought, Good lord I wouldn’t want to follow that guy on the stage.
Managed to win an award at the show,second place in the digital category for my posts on the Dean River last July. I owe it all to a guy named Geoff Moore, who is a promoter of the Caribou/Chilcotin (Land Without Limits) country of central and western Britsh Columbia. He got me to the Dean last summer and he got me to this invite-only conference. And that was a sweet deal; Canada Media Market put us up in the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, which isn’t a dive I can tell you that. I was a bit bummed about the $9.80 Stellas, but not as bummed as Moore who pumped out $20 for each of our Bronx Cocktails, and another large sum for two well-earned, but very dangerous Long Island ice teas. Ouch.
During the conference I met with people from the Gaspe Peninsula; from the Northern Territories; from Manitoba; and from all kinds of places in British Columbia and Alberta. I think it’s safe to say you’ll see some posts coming from locations north this year, including several with my girls, Myka and Tate, holding lead roles. Also, I am now planning on a Yukon expedition where I would trace my great, great grandfather’s trek over Chilkoot Pass and then track down some of his history in Dawson City. And I’d be watching out for a guy named Jim, who I met on this trip and thoroughly enjoyed. He’s older than me, by 20 years probably, and I have to admire his style and ability to rebound from late nights. Pretty amazing.
So, I thought I would let you know where I’ve been and that I’m now back, tired albeit, and I’ll keep punching keys. A few shots from the week. Notice the dudes eye looking at me. And, yes, that is a knife he’s sharpening.