Hmm. It appears that I’m in tech­nol­o­gy hell. It’s late, Pho­to­shop won’t work, I can’t charge the GoPro (which keeps con­sum­ing its bat­tery on stand­by) and that point ‘n shoot cam­era shoots REALLY hor­ri­ble video..

With that in mind I’ll upload the last video of the day (once it’s ren­dered) to give you some­thing to appre­ci­ate the beau­ty of this place.. Prob­a­bly in the morn­ing. Because it’s late. and I’m going to bed.. G’nite!

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This morn­ing began with a frosty wind­shield and very lit­tle in the way I excite­ment which, frankly, suit­ed me just fine giv­en the inch­es of grav­el piled and spread about the city of med­i­cine hat.

Spring Roads in Saskatchewan 2

Where I’d been..

From Med Hat to Moose Jaw the sides of the road were awful­ly snowy, and the road sur­face itself was cov­ered with what I can only guess was a lay­er of salt from the last snow­fall.. It had the appear­ance of frost though and despite fan­tas­tic trac­tion from both of my tyres, each cor­ner I did ride was cause for a teen­sy bit of con­cern.. :)

Spring Roads in Saskatchewan.

Where I was head­ed..

Con­trary to what you’d might expect, rid­ing at near freez­ing tem­per­a­tures isn’t actu­al­ly that uncom­fort­able if you’re geared up right. I did tend to notice where my rid­ing gear let a bit of a draft in, but over­all, until my hands start­ed sweat­ing a bit in my win­ter rid­ing gloves, I was com­plete­ly com­fort­able.

Still try­ing to fig­ure out where my fuel stops should be for this bike I near­ly ran out of gas twice this after­noon. That this bike only drinks pre­mi­um gaso­line com­pli­cates things a bit as I’ve been accus­tomed to stop­ping at whichev­er town hap­pened to be at the end of my range. Turns out, small towns in Saskatchewan don’t actu­al­ly car­ry pre­mi­um fuel. –first world prob­lems.

Mov­ing for­ward, I’d intend­ed to cross the bor­der in to North Dako­ta (at a 24hr. bor­der check­point) how­ev­er through some colos­sal nav­i­ga­tion­al error on my part (pos­si­bly pre­cip­i­tat­ed by my over­rid­ing con­cern about being strand­ed with­out fuel on a lone­ly prairie high­way), I end­ed up back­track­ing west toward Mon­tana again. Right about the white dot south of Regi­na on the (larg­er) map below is where things all went pear shaped.

View USA Trip in a larg­er map

Though I lost sev­er­al hours in trav­el time, the dri­ve itself was beau­ti­ful.. I had a feel­ing like I should have dug out the video cam­era to cap­ture some of the real­ly beau­ti­ful ter­ri­to­ry I’d cov­ered, but I fig­ured screw-it, if you’d real­ly want­ed to see that, you’d be here with me. Right?

A few pho­tos will have to suf­fice if you’d like to have been there, but weren’t invit­ed.. ;0)

Borderlands 2

Shades of things to come


A good place to open ‘er up!

So, with ears ring­ing from music too loud and incred­i­ble wind noise, the end of the day found me in the town of Glas­gow MT, which bears lit­tle resem­blance to its Scot­tish name­sake. It does how­ev­er have a sim­i­lar feel to many of the small towns I’ve worked in over the past years, name­ly that it’s full of dudes in work­boots. Seri­ous­ly, I’ve only seen one pret­ty girl here the whole evening. If I need­ed an excuse to di-di on out of here in the morn­ing, that’s it!

And with that, I’m head­ing to bed to get an ear­ly start. One thing I will say for Glas­cow Mon­tana, it’s beau­ti­ful­ly qui­et at night, and the weath­er has warmed up to a point where I actu­al­ly want to sleep with my win­dow open.. So, real­ly, it ain’t all that bad. :)

I’ve had the tremen­dous plea­sure of work­ing with an incred­i­ble bunch of peo­ple on a project in Saskatchewan over the last nine or ten months and though the win­ter was bru­tal­ly cold, and just plain mis­er­able on the open prairie, work­ing with good peo­ple made it pass quick­ly.

As the spring end­ed and the begin­ning of sum­mer drilling sea­son began, I start­ed to real­ly enjoy my dri­ve out to Kinder­s­ley. As much as we poke fun at Saskatchewan for being flat and bor­ing, it’s actu­al­ly quite beau­ti­ful once the fields begin to turn green and the rain reju­ve­nates the myr­i­ad of ponds and sloughs that pep­per the coun­try­side and accen­tu­ates the superb sun­ris­es and sets with some tru­ly awe inspir­ing reflec­tions.

Over the past few months I’ve been strug­gling to rekin­dle my love of pho­tog­ra­phy, some­thing that died a lit­tle when I was doing it full-time and pro­fes­sion­al­ly.. I man­aged to sneak out to catch a few pho­tos at sun­set while work­ing south of Plen­ty. Unde­terred by squadrons of hun­gry mos­qui­toes, I man­aged to get a great walk in just north of the rig and a few pho­tos to share with you..

Seri­ous­ly, I wasn’t kid­ding about those mos­qui­toes..

Farm Equip­ment south of Plen­ty, SK

Mor­ris in the sun..

Prairie jet­sam (note, this was NOT from the rig in the next pho­to..)

Savan­nah 441 drilling in the sun­set