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The Mud Underfoot

Fort William Native Reserve, Mount McKay-21.9km’s I must have taken a wrong turn. The mud underfoot is thickening and sucks greedily at my shoes and the undergrowth is closing in claustrophobically, with errant branches encroaching on my airspace and worrying my face...

History and Sadness

Fort William, First Nation Reserve I have never been comfortable with my own company, but on this disused dirt road that is all I have. I turned onto it from a two-lane highway I’d already run down a piece, also empty but for three logging trucks that passed me by. It...

All These Things And More

Downbound St. Lawrence Seaway-Ashtabula, Ohio to Quebec City, Quebec Though the word is not confined to the provinces of the middle-aged and the elderly, it was when my doctor said it, ‘colonoscopy’, that I believe the lid on the coffin of my youth finally slammed...

The Lonely Impulse

Bruce Mines, Ontario There are moments, when running down a quiet road, where the spirit will take me, and I’ll be compelled to lip synch along to whatever song is playing on my ‘Ultimate Workout’ playlist. Other times I might play a little air guitar or perhaps wave...

Breakfasts and Breaths

Goderich, Ontario-15km’s Running on a treadmill is to jogging outside what Oasis are to the Beatles, mostly plodding, with the occasional flourish of brilliance. However, as a runner, cooped up on a laker for days at a time, I try to run a minimum of 5km’s a day, to...