I thought that the C-Brats community might be interested to hear that my old 22' C-Dory, C-Sick, is featured in the upcoming book: Arctic Solitaire: A Boat, A Bay and the Quest for the Perfect Bear.
https://www.arcticsolitaire.com
https://www.amazon.com/Arctic-Solitaire ... 1680511041
Published by Mountaineers Books, it tells the story of four years worth of solo polar bear expeditions to the arctic ice of Hudson Bay. It’s a humorous look at all that goes into making polar bear pictures the hard way. No crew, no guides and no National Geographic expense money. Just a guy, a boat and a willingness to do almost anything for a photograph.
I trailered the boat from Seattle nearly 2,000 miles to the end of the road in Gillam, Manitoba, then backed her into the Nelson River. From there, it was 75 miles to Hudson Bay. I hung a left at the river’s mouth and headed north. It was a couple hundred miles to Churchill and then north toward the Arctic Circle, nearly six hundred miles as the crow flies. Once there, I motored along the edge of the melting summer ice and searching for polar bears.
I hope this post isn't not too much of a shameless promotion, but I do imagine that folks would enjoy reading about the adventures and mishaps that followed.
https://www.arcticsolitaire.com
https://www.amazon.com/Arctic-Solitaire ... 1680511041
Published by Mountaineers Books, it tells the story of four years worth of solo polar bear expeditions to the arctic ice of Hudson Bay. It’s a humorous look at all that goes into making polar bear pictures the hard way. No crew, no guides and no National Geographic expense money. Just a guy, a boat and a willingness to do almost anything for a photograph.
I trailered the boat from Seattle nearly 2,000 miles to the end of the road in Gillam, Manitoba, then backed her into the Nelson River. From there, it was 75 miles to Hudson Bay. I hung a left at the river’s mouth and headed north. It was a couple hundred miles to Churchill and then north toward the Arctic Circle, nearly six hundred miles as the crow flies. Once there, I motored along the edge of the melting summer ice and searching for polar bears.
I hope this post isn't not too much of a shameless promotion, but I do imagine that folks would enjoy reading about the adventures and mishaps that followed.