And Now, For an Abrupt Change of Plot. . .
5 years ago I made what, at the time, seemed a terribly difficult decision. At the tender age of 25, I had been preparing to leave the sheltered Canadian province of Newfoundland and go traveling...
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As absurd as it sounds, there was a logical process of thought behind my decision to try prize fighting. I had reasons for choosing to do this, now. First, there was sheer curiosity. Which is...
View ArticleSo. . .This Isn’t a Travel Blog?
Uh, well. . .sort of. Whether or not you can call On the Road to Ithaca a ‘travel blog’ depends a great deal on what you consider travel to be. I would call it a travel blog, for two main … Continue...
View ArticleOur Heads Are Assholes
Thurs, Jun 21, 2012 My head was screaming at me in a language of shrill white noise, a tangle of displaced emotion and swirling, half-finished thoughts. When I wasn’t fighting off the urge to go and...
View ArticleJuly
It’s a testament to the awesomeness of the Snows that they can make time in Sydney, Nova Scotia fly by so quickly. Much like my birthplace of Corner Brook, Newfoundland, Sydney (or, more accurately,...
View ArticleNew Photoset: Muster All The Things
54 photos from round one muster at my current home/place of employment: Mellish Park Cattle Station in North Queensland, Australia. Taken throughout April, 2013. Click here to view them via the Flickr....
View ArticleNew Photoset: Yard All The Things
Because once you get em home you need to do something with them. 43 photos from round one muster at my current home/place of employment: Mellish Park Cattle Station in North Queensland, Australia....
View ArticleSo Here’s What Happened: Mellish to Sweers
It happened because: 1 – I am a chatty bitch and 2 – It was the second Thursday of the month. The greater part of the muster was done and Al and Bev had some friends they wanted to visit … Continue...
View ArticlePhotos added
Additional photos (19 of ’em, to be exact) have been added to the photo essay ‘Mellish in May‘. The pictures are largely of baby piglets, and cattle nomming the shit out of some lick. I was, for no...
View ArticleThe Last of the Outback Boxing Tents
As unlikely as it sounds, there was logic behind my decision to partake in an outback Australian tent fight. There’s usually logic behind the decisions I make, albeit often convincingly disguised as...
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