Pique'n Yer Interest

Last week, I went back home to Ottawa for a visit. It was perfect timing to escape the first dose of cold days and torrential rain that often signals the end of summer in Whistler. Luckily for me, Eastern Ontario was hit with a late-summer heatwave.

Last week, we learned of the sizeable illegal encampment that's been operating within earshot of the Upper Village—on a small island in Fitzsimmons Creek, near the Squamish Lil'wat Cultural Centre.

"What do you want?" "Well, I was told outside that...

In the lead-up to the 2015 federal election, Prime Minister Justin Trudeau took part in a virtual town hall broadcast on the Aboriginal Peoples Television Network.

Growing up on the prairies, it was kind of weird if you said your favourite season was anything but summer.

Around the Pique newsroom, for all intents and purposes, I am known as the reporter on the "Bigfoot beat.

With the sweltering heat of late, I've started swimming in the evenings. I dive into water and race towards the dock. On the way back, I glide on my back, staring up at rich green forest and Whistler Mountain, basked in golden light.

From the time I first learned what it was, meditation never really appealed to me.

This past February marked my 25th anniversary as a vegetarian/almost vegan. This is also the first time I have ever written about my choice to go meatless in any professional sense, despite having a forum for the last 19 years.

Far too many times this summer, I've sent late-night messages to my Toronto friends, essentially to the effect of, "...