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Day 95 – Who? You That’s Who.

I woke up a little late, got a late start after finding the Cornwall Walmart and gather a few supplies. Cereal bars, cheap juice, etc. Stuff that I won’t spend ridiculous amounts in gas stations and that can also double as “breakfast”.

After that I found myself in a great mood. Very positive and feeling like no matter what happens this whole trip, the money concerns and life in general is going to work out wonderfully. I spent some time last night reading and learning about gear, techniques and looking at photos like the ones I hope to make money taking when I get home. That said, I’ll be available for portraits and creative photo projects once I’m home and ready to go. The positive side of needing certain gear is that I found out it really isn’t as expensive as I thought it was.

I drove the back roads most of the day today, finding some old farms, barns and the odd cool “tree” with a good layer of snow as a background all around. I found myself throwing caution to the wind and at many crossroads flipping a coin for the next direction. It was this that lead me to meeting my newest friend. I had just made a coin-flip turn and out of the corner of my eye saw something large and winged landing itself on the top of a fence post. Now I’m not a big brain when it comes to birds so I’m just gonna say it was a big beautiful light colored owl. Sitting there, hanging out.

I spun the truck around, pulled up on the opposite side of the road and quickly got my gear ready and slowly made my way across the road, taking shots every step. I got quite a few of him, sitting there, looking at the ground, looking at me. He seemed pretty casual, not threatened by me. We had a few moments then a car pulled up, slowed down, and proceeded to back up. Two guys get out, one armed with his point and shoot camera and proceeded to get closer and closer. As one decided he had to talk to me as his buddy approached the owl I was off my game. When my owl friend decided four is a crowd and flew away I missed capturing his departure as I hoped I would. None the less we shared a minute or two and that made my day.

So here I am in Kingston Ontario, home of the Tragically Hip. Sitting in the Second Cup having a coffee and using the wireless and more importantly enjoying the seat. Doing some edits to upload to this site and will hopefully have a shot of said owl friend up in a little bit.

My New Friend

My New Friend

Day 94 – Quebec City, Montreal and Out.

I like Quebec City, I like Montreal. Both great cities and I wandered through each of them today. As far as photography goes they have a lot to offer. Today, I was simply uninspired. The weather was beautiful but I just wasn’t feeling what I need to hunt down the shots I would have liked to see. There was a fair amount of snow in both cities and a lot of mucky muck on the streets. Add to that “traffic” and I was just wanting to get to some open road and find something “quiet”.

For the record, next to Richmond BC, Quebec has the worst drivers in the country. I won’t even get into it as my blood pressure can’t handle reliving the day.

I’m now in Ontario, Cornwall to be exact. I came down from route 40 through the farm country as the sun was setting and got some nice shots along the rural roads. Not a whole lot of shots but some good ones.

Was hoping to see a Walmart here as I actually need to get some cheap supplies but haven’t seen one yet. Tonight I listen to the Canucks game and relax. I tried the library here to see if they were open and maybe get some editing done but it’s closed. Oh well.

Jacob's Ladder

Jacob's Ladder

Day 15 – Quality over Quantity

Today was a slim day for shots, sort of. I had less stops but when I did pull over the subject matter and light was pretty damn good. I found an old Chevrolet Stylemaster from the 30′s that looked like it had belonged to Bonnie and Clyde, rusting peacefully in waist high weeds and straw. It even had bullet holes in the door.
Bonnie and Clyde
As well as some more farm houses and some Ontario lakeside shots as I looped up and around Elliot Lake. Which is quite a nice little city. It was larger than I expected and nicer than a lot of Ontario towns. So nice that the ladies at the Tim Hortons gave me a $10 dollar Tim card because the wraps I ordered took awhile. I wasn’t in a hurry but it was a nice gesture and very welcomed.

Then of course, as I passed through Sudbury I had to stop for the “tourist geek” shot of the day at the infamous huge nickle.

I soon had this tied to the roof of my truck for gas money. Hey, finders keepers!!

I soon had this tied to the roof of my truck for gas money. Hey, finders keepers!!


Tonight I’m in Parry Sound. I’m considering a relaxing day of Laundry, coffee and working on some photos if I can while I connect with people I know in Toronto. Hopefully to hang out there for a couple of days. We’ll see.

Day 6 – Great Sand Hills, Coyotes and Mud

So I woke up in Sceptre which is close to the Great Sand Hills in Southern Saskatchewan. The morning sky was again cloudy and gloomy but I did get a few short breaks throughout the day. On my way into the Sand Hills I was being raced by a coyote until he jutted off into the weeds. I got a couple shots of him before he disappeared. The hills were as I remembered them (was here for a music video once), from where I parked I had to hike in a little to the larger set of dunes but it was worth it. It was weird to to see and feel frost on sand dunes.

After leaving the hills I actually got lost amongst the rural farm roads. Not that I was too worried. I had lots of gas and just wandered, many old farmhouses and barns to be found. One totally abandoned farm even had an old Chevy parked in the garage. On my way out I came across the St. Johns School. It was a heritage site, one room schoolhouse that was in operation from the 20′s to the 60s. The thing I found pleasantly odd was that it was open, with all the desks and books and even a globe of the earth in the corner. You were welcomed to come in and look around and sign the guestbook but there was no one there. It was just “open”. It made me happy to know that “somewhere” there are places like this that don’t get trashed, enjoyed by public passersby and left intact. I signed the guestbook, left a couple of my cards in the pages and carried on my way.

A few more farm houses on the way, some road construction on the 32 and here I am in Swift Current Saskatchewan. Not sure where I’m heading tomorrow but all is well.