To be honest, I didn’t think I’d have enough material for this week’s Fri Fotos. I don’t work for a recognizable pro-environment company. I’m not one of those gung-ho enivronmental evangelists nor do I need to laud it over people’s heads. But I do what I can with what I’m aware of. (If that makes any grammatical sense whatsoever.) My dad taught me to turn off the lights and he always used to chastise me about it and saving energy in that simple sense became a habit. Now when I see other people leave the lights on at unnecessary times, I get annoyed and always turn off the light. I recycle. I’m a good citizen. I won the environmental challenge in Grade 8. They even gave me a pretty certificate. Does this count?
But seriously, how in the h-e-to-double-hockey-sticks can I be a better traveler in that sense? Right now I don’t have the time to do a voluntourism type of vacation or take a few months to save the children in Africa. Sorry, not trying to sound sarcastic here but I would love to hear your tips. Here are a few photos I came up with.
Vancouver's Cliffwalk across from the Capilano Cliffwalk. Can't you just smell that fresh air?!
A little photo essay of my “green” photos for #FriFotos. This was fun to seek out. It made me miss Ireland and the forests of British Colombia, but I also realized there is a lot of “green” in places other than Ireland. Come take a peek! Continue reading
2011 was a crazy year. Where did it go?! I had a few monumental trips this year, so here are a few photos. As for people I met this year, I think I’ll keep that a separate post, as there were so many wonderful people that I got to meet this year. Continue reading
Basking in the Sun of Algonquin Park. Perfect weather in September!
Hyperventilating wasn’t among the range of actions considered when planning my trip to Algonquin Park. After swiftly canoeing back to shore on the Lake of Two Rivers, we tipped. I had no life jacket on (it was in the canoe); the only things on my mind were: 1. get that life jacket preceded by “Crap. I’m in an indefinite depth of water and wow, I’m not drowning but I could drown.” 2. remember the skulling technique from swimming lessons taken at the age of eight and 3. how in the F am I going to get back into the canoe? Continue reading
We met four years ago in the summer of 2007. Though, I spent many years camping Haliburton, I never got to see you. We were so close, yet so far. Continue reading