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Beaver Watchers
We run hills on Wednesday evening, and in a prairie city full of creeks and a river valley, the only proper hills are where the roads and paths cross the water. It is not surprising then that our hill training brings us close up to nature, the bottom of our training hill being a bridge…
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The Mystery of Big Island (Part One)
I had other writing plans this morning, but a mystery has been unravelling in my own backyard that has piqued and diverted my interest for an upcoming summer of potential exploration. Backstory. I live near the mighty North Saskatchewan River, a twelve hundred and eighty-seven kilometer long ribbon of glacial water that flows, stretches and…