How I spent my summer vacation (or at least one fun day)

Last week – on the coldest, wettest day – my brother Brent, my cousin the Reverend Dave Tigchelaar, and I tackled a stretch of the Madawaska River near Griffith Ontario. If we look dry and confidant here, it’s because it was the first rapids of the day. That is, before my brother and I flipped the canoe 3 times…

Also notable: when heavily concentrating, I stick my tongue out. Just like my son. Just like my dad. My grandfather. And apparently my cousin too. So if I look less than intelligent, I will blame my genes.