My Date with Gimli
Got a call from the local Film Commissioner looking to house a Yeti. “A what?” I asked. “A Yeti… Y-E-T-I… you know, an Abominable Snowman, albino Sasquatch… I need to find a cave big enough to shoot a movie in,” he said in a tone that somehow managed to make me feel stupid for asking. “There’s […]
Up the Yellowknife
Jack Stefanyk leaned on his paddle and chewed his lip looking off a rock outcrop down at the river raging below. I looked down at the river, too; and then over at Jack. I looked back at the river and again back at Jack. He was still biting his lip. “Well, what do think?” I asked. There was […]
