I think I have said it before but the heat of a wood stove is my favourite type of heating in the cold winter nights but to be able to do that you have to get the wood somewhere.
My Dad and I went out past Behchoko, NWT yesterday morning to the spot he often frequents. I was testing out a new little trailer I got and we managed over a cord of wood in it. Driving into the bush to accomplish something is for more enjoyable to me that just going for a hike nowadays. The idea of driving through a forest of dead standing trees and cutting your way through is pretty exciting.
Now is the part where I get a little nostalgic. Since coming back to Yellowknife in January 2012 my relationship with my dad has grown to one I’m truly happy with. I now have my own life, house, vehicle, career, so that aside him and I can be friends and I can’t ask for anything better.
I admire this man. He is a machine. For a guy who has had two open heart surgeries, half a dozen seizure in the last decade and broken his neck, he still keeps going. I’m proud he is my dad, despite his quarks.
The funny part about this excursion was that it took us 3 hours to drive out to this spot and back but only an hour and a half to actually lay down, length and load the cord of wood. If we go out