Three weeks into the road trip I realize fully why I am here. My mother passed away three years ago. My kids are grown, and my hair has turned as white as snow. I have never before come face to face with my own mortality like this, and I'm struggling to find something meaningful to say.
A trip to the cemetery to visit Mom.
My father turns ninety next month.
It's been a difficult and emotional trip. The fires and smoke, my own illness... nothing has gone the way I expected, and I have done very little photography along the way. I'm searching today to find something to show you.
Sunrise in Wasaga Beach, Ontario.
My wonderful wife Cathy, and our daughter Jenny.
The Humber River, where I used to play as a child.
There have been some good times along the way, it's not all sadness and grief. Here's a rare shot of yours truly posing in front of a "hedge" at my friend's house.
I have spent very little time online while travelling. My family and friends are more important to me.
Tomorrow morning we begin the long trip home. We still have a couple of friends and family members to see, and our first stop will be back at the beach...
...then perhaps back to the cottage. By the weekend we will start the 4,000 km trip home.
I hope everyone is doing well. I'll be in touch soon!