What do you do when it’s -30?

No matter how many layers of clothes I wear, stepping outside when it’s -20 or lower, doesn’t cut it for me; and I’m sure I’m not the only one to feel this way.

Chilly Churchill

I flew north from Winnipeg over snow covered ground. We passed beside South Indian Lake as the sun set. Lights flickered near the Missi Falls before darkness set it.

Sand hills in the middle of Canada?

I had to see this. On my last drive to Calgary, I thought I’d travel the extra kilometre or thousand into the next prairie province. If I thought Alberta’s roads hardly varied from straight and flat, I hadn’t hit Saskatchewan. My arms were locked in the same position on the steering wheel for hours it seemed until I searched for the Great Sand Hills. I discovered like those before and after, that Sasketchewan doesn’t seem to get that signs to its interesting sights need to be before a turn off, not on the turn off.