Cover Stories

This time last year I was finally stepping foot onto African soil after two years of fundraising. I went to Kenya for three weeks and 10 of those days I spent with an aid organization called One Horizon.

For two years we travelled the country to find off-gridders, and studied their ways of life. It was in 2011 that I first understood what off-grid living really meant.

Forest Service permitting issues complicate a southwestern Colorado tragedy

As more hockey players move on from Whistler than ever before, we delve into the Whistler Minor Hockey Association, where it all begins

Even a career as glamourous as a surf photographer is in danger of becoming monotonous. Sandy beaches, sun-drenched bodies, sexy swell — it all has the potential to morph and blur into sameness.

Experience, action and looking afterourselves in Sea to Sky country

I no longer feel secure. The stiffness of my alpine ski boots — that rigid plastic that helps keep me upright on skis — is nowhere to be seen, replaced with a flimsy rubber sock lined with neoprene.

As the industry dials in to increasing demands for wireless, communities do their best to speak out. But is anybody listening?

It may be the oldest emotion. Before happiness, before sorrow, before exhilaration, and way, way before the urge to climb mountains and bomb down steeps, there was fear.

The clap of boots and the squeak of skins are the only sounds up here, save my own breathing. Step by step, I ascend the Trorey Glacier, my eyes scanning the horizon for depressions in the snow.