Tag Archives: Arctic Stories  It may be surprising to some that I am not a great believer in the significance of photographs, perhaps a heresy and doubly so as I am a professional photographer, a peddler of seductive images. Still when it comes to the Arctic I can’t help myself and I am seduced, as many of us are, […]  Wisdom and enthusiasm for all things northern was thick on the ground during my recent tobogganing trip to Maine, not only did we have of Garrett Conover and Alexandra Conover Bennett of North Woods Ways but also Ben McNutt and Willow Lohr of Woodsmoke Bushcraft. Ben and Willow teaching Gary to ice the cake. Meanwhile, […] no comments  For me one of the greatest pleasures of winter travel is food; cold and labour conspire to create raging appetites quite unlike anything I ever experience at home. Taste is accompanied by a total awareness of food as fuel – a palpable sense of sugars dissolving into your blood stream and surging around your weary […] 2 comments  A post this time not from Alaska, “the last frontier”, but from what English settlers would have considered the first frontier, New England. Alaska and New England not only share a pioneering heritage but Maine, in the north of New England, marks the southern extent of the boreal forest – a vast swathe of trees […] no comments |
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