Just back from a qucik trip to Victoria. Flew Harbour Air, sat up front in the co-pilot’s seat with my new friend Brad, who is an aspiring musician, autodidact, and all round curious dude. I’ve flown with Brad a couple of times now and we have great conversations about technology, susbistence, land, First Nations, community building, music and culture. It’s always a full 40 minute flight. I snapped a few cool photos on the way: Brad’s office: the cockpit of HA309 a Turbo Otter (and an outside view) “Freighters on the nod, on the surface of the bay, one of …
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Regina, Saskatchewan I love it here…big open prairie sky meets wide expanse of earth. And over it all, the air is chilled, so cold that I actually succumbed to the spit test. I spat on the sidewalk and immediately poked at my saliva with my boot. It had instantly turned to ice powder. The thermometer in my ride’s car said -41. By this afternoon it had warmed up to -28, which is the current temperature. If the warming trend continues, it’s supposed to be a balmy -14 by tomorrow afternoon. That is a 27 degree difference: the difference between a …
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I’m sitting in the Vancouver airport killing time before a flight out to Edmonton. I spent last night at home, which was a surprising novelty. I have been on Whidbey Island most of last week delivering another workshop on The Art of Hosting Conversations that matter – more on that soon. Yesterday I was due to fly from Seattle to Calgary and then on to Regina where I am spending three days doing work to support the Urban Aboriginal Strategy there. Two of those days (today and tomorrow) were to be a two day hosting workshop and …
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Just when I get home, off I go again. This time, I’m travelling to Whidbey Island for the Art of Hosting and then on to Regina, Saskatchewan for work with the Urban Aboriginal Strategy there, a combination of training and hosting a one day Open Space meeting. So the light blogging continues until I can find some time and connections to speak about. In the meantime, enjoy the recent additions to my flickr account of some photos of Maui, a trip to the Quinault Nation, and life here on my home island.
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Chicago, Illinois It comes off almost as a sigh. Chicago-O’Hare is well known for being a finicky place to make connections, due to weather or traffic. I’ve mostly had good luck coming through here, with only one weather delay. Today though I have enjoyed the hospitality of the C concourse for most of the day, compliments of a United flight to Vancouver that was cancelled at 9:00. I’m now awaiting the call for the 3:25 flight home. So what does the C concourse have to offer the stranded traveller? There are Starbucks outlets, but they …