The leaves are changing to their fall colors, and we saw a full Harvest Moon illuminate the night sky. The moon was so very bright that she cast very distinct shadows. When I awoke to her glory, I couldn’t even see the constellations. The days continue to be warm, even hot with a lot ofContinue reading “Fall”
To get to our next camp, it was decided that we should caravan. In the past, trucks got lost along the way and ended up arriving after camp set-up. I suspect that was part of the rationale for the cravan. That, and the fact that we really are in the middle of nowhere. North ofContinue reading “The Middle Of Nowhere”
We stayed in the woods near Plaster Rock for several weeks. Although the logging road in became very familiar, the fourty-five minute drive to get to town was waring. Days off became marathons of driving to other towns to do laundry and then do the shopping as well. The move to our next camp wasContinue reading “Blackville”
Working for a tree planting camp has led to an exploration of New Brunswick. We moved from the small town of Juniper to a site on private woodlands near Plaster Rock. The journey was quite an adventure. I relied on Google Maps to get to the new location. The app must know I have aContinue reading “Camp Move #2 – Plaster Rock”
Tree Planting Camps move according to where the trees need to be. We relocated to our first Bush Camp a coupla weeks ago. A change of scenery is not a bad thing, but it was a stark change to say the least. We moved from the farm, where we camped in a lovely grassy orchardContinue reading “Bush Camp”
Keeping the planters fed is more than just putting food out.
Just as I have a job here to take care of the crew by feeding them, Rebecca has established a routine of duties.
Usually, when in town, it’s all business.
Camp Life has a way of accentuating simple pleasures: a nice warm shower, quiet, clear nights, with brilliant stars, an outdoor privy with a nice view. Camp Life, not unlike Boat Life offers simplicity by it’s limitations. On cooking days, I generally don’t leave the camp. My commute is less than 20 steps. I goContinue reading “Simple Things”
Working seasonally is a lot like Summer Camp. There are many people that you only see during your work season. Shenanigans are a given, and there’s a distinct sense of some other place. When you work seasonally, the real world feels left behind. In my current Camp Life, I’m on my own about 90% ofContinue reading “Camp Life”