Rites of passage
7 years, 9 months ago Posted in: News, Postcards 0

This postcard arrived from Chris Stephenson. Planters, I get email all the time about your postcards–everybody loves them, including me.

Chris writes:

I cried when I stood in this, my first clearcut.  I will never forget the eerie silence and the moonscape terrain.  It was 1995 and I was out from Ontario for a summer adventure during university.  But I also knew I was privileged to spend time in a part of Canada that most people never have the pleasure of even getting to see.  I have done a lot of tough jobs since, but this remains a special rite of passage in my history, and the reason why I moved back to the beauty of the West coast as soon as I could.

I keep this framed photo on the wall of every place I have lived since.  And I still have this first Tilley hat and, of course, my shovel.

In tough or uncertain times, I find myself gravitating back into the Canadian woods where I always find some calm.  This summer I’m looking forward to doing the West Coast Trail and living amongst the trees again.

Well, Chris, if it’s any consolation, I haven’t been able to bring myself to toss my shovel or caulk boots, either. Thanks for writing in!

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