Yeah, it’s got the makings of an alternative rock video for sure: wind blasting oceanside cliffs. Waves crashing. Fiddlers and pipers jamming on the moors. Guys in kilts and bulky sheep’s wool cableknit sweaters.
Stuck in a rut at work? Don’t get enough vacation time? Maybe you should follow the example of Stephanie Lee in her inspirational e-book The Art of Solo Travel: A Girls’ Guide. She jacked in her job and hit the road.
Seals pop up from the inlet like periscopes around your kayak. Caribou chomp tundra greens and ground squirrels race through wildflowers under the midnight sun. Is that thunder or the thundering hooves of muskox on the move? Trek to the world’s highest Arctic waterfall, canoe the Burnside River or explore ancient Thule campsites.
The “juice” of a Malpeque oyster is not actually juice. It’s a half-ounce or so of distilled Atlantic Ocean that the prized mollusk seals inside its shell, like a time capsule, the moment it’s pulled from the sea.