“Why does it always rain when we go to Manitou Beach?” It doesn’t always, but when you wake up on a Saturday morning and the rain is drizzling like a Vancouver winter, it seems like a good day for a soak in a hot mineral spa.
I can’t believe it’s already six years since I visited Windscape Kite Festival in Swift Current.
To describe the midsummer day as sweltering would be an understatement. The thermometer had soared past 35° C shortly after noon. At 5:30 p.m. I’m slouched in one of two big wicker chairs on the porch of a 100-year-old log cabin.
Western Magazine Awards winners announced for 2014. My Westworld Saskatchewan story about Ghostown Blues Bed and Breakfast, Bunking with History, won GOLD Saskatchewan Article.
Deep in the recesses of my mind is a distant memory of a place my parents took me to once. It was a beautiful place, a canyon with groomed pathways, a lush garden, and a long waterfall.
Hidden in the back lanes of downtown Trail, British Columbia, dozens of colourful bicycles ride a whimsical tour.