Under Pressure

My university rugby coach was the head of the English Department. He was a published author and wrote poetry. My favourite expression of his was, Charge forth with reckless abandon. He often used words we didn’t understand but we always knew his meaning. One spring, we were getting ready for the club’s annual tour to… Continue reading Under Pressure

Into the Wilderness – PART II

… continued from Dec 28 We didn’t drive too far; after all, we would have to find our way out of the wilderness the next morning. We also knew that there were living things in the wilderness that might not appreciate our company. There was a clearing to the left. We turned off the dirt… Continue reading Into the Wilderness – PART II

Into the Wilderness – PART I

In the spring of 1981, I participated in my university’s rugby tour to New England. I had just finished my BSc. I was going to work for a year before pursuing my BEd. I was soon to start a six month contract with the navy. Life was treating me well. It was a ten day… Continue reading Into the Wilderness – PART I