To actively promote a tale of Euro promises, blithely broken, resulting in the vast degradation of Indigenous lands is beyond simply tone deaf.

This has been a year for the record books. The wrong records. A world-wide Covid pandemic closed much of the […]

David Wilks, mayor of Sparwood, was quoted in the Free Press, ““Don’t go to Fernie unless there’s a need to…”

In reading the many comments to my previous piece, Fernie. Essential Travel for Alberta!, I must admit I may have gone too far.

On Saturday at 2PM in Lot 2, the nose-in parking on the left as you drive toward the Wolf’s Den, held thirty-two cars. Twenty-one of them had Alberta plates.

In my youth, Christmas arrived by train.

The ski area, and our town, died on March 16. Suddenly and dramatically, we drove off an unseen cliff.

The City must work with the employees to better their wages and move them out of “affordable housing” into their own homes, so the next group of residents can follow in their footsteps.

Next Saturday we’ll get back half of normal. The ski hill is opening, with some conditions.

Today I woke and walked downstairs in the half-light of early dawn. Two tracks broke the blanket of snow in the street. The falling snow diffused the street lights.

I want to look out the front door and have a difficult time seeing my vehicle covered in snow.

Standing in the front yard, about to take walk with Gordie, I see the Three Sisters newly plastered with white.