My mom taught me were to find wintergreen, how to make paper from tree bark, and that there’s magic to be discovered in a forest. Because of my dad I can change a flat tire, filet a fish, and play cribbage. I’m not terribly good at any of those things but I love them all.
I moved to Vancouver, British Columbia, in 1997 with a backpack and a line on a job. Ten years later I left big city life for an adventure in the Okanagan and I haven’t really looked back, although I do love the city and spend as much time there as possible.
Life revolves around a spoiled rescue cat named Tippy, a track car that needs way more work than I bargained for, and an embarrassingly large quantity of wine.