In 2016, I became fascinated by a place in Washington near La Conner called "Fish Town." This was an area just south of La Conner where, in the 70s, a group of artists rented fishing shacks along the slough where they settled an unofficial town.
2017 had a pretty rough start for me,but it finished extremely strong. When I look back on the year I feel pretty happy about the accomplishments I have made. I'm almost done my lib tech course, I began learning the ukulele, adopted a dog, took some road trips, wrote a new book, started submitting my work to publishers, and I met a really amazing woman.
For years I talked about travelling to Hell's Gate -- and not just so I can say I've literally been to Hell and back. Hell's Gate is nestled in the narrowest part of the Fraser River just down from Boston Bar. In 1808, Simon Fraser uttered the phrase, "(it's) a place where no human should … Continue reading James in His Jeep Getting Java – Hell’s Gate Edition
I'm not sure where I was going that day, but like any good road trip I was prepared to find joy anywhere I wound up. Grinfinn and I took the first turn from I-5 towards Fairhaven, where we hit up my favourite lunch place--Avenue Bread and Deli. When the weather is nice, it's a great place to grab a sandwich and sit on a patio with the dog.
The look on Grinfinn's face when I grab his collar and my Jeep keys is priceless. He always does this little dance when he knows we're going for a Jeep ride, and it's the only time he bolts out the door as fast as his one inch legs can carry him.