ArticlesI dressed warmly, filled my pockets with whatever supplies I had, and started walking
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My bizarre-o-meter was flashing red. By this stage, I was ready to jump out of the car and take my chances with the bears.
Read more...I dressed warmly, filled my pockets with whatever supplies I had, and started walking
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My bizarre-o-meter was flashing red. By this stage, I was ready to jump out of the car and take my chances with the bears.
Read more...I met two characters in a little fishing village in Tobermory, Canada. Mal was an old man with one glass eye. Mal’s best friend mate wore thick glasses.
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