We pulled over to the side of the road, and hauled our gear through the dense forest that snagged at our clothes. Up a hill and over a field, we walked through the low lying shrubs to the edge of a cliff. There we had a beer and rested. It wasn’t until we stood up and saw the red spots on our clothes, that that we realised we were camping in edible bearberry bushes. #spiltmilk
cape breton
Logan Landry. Hurt.
Logan Landry, Running From Hell.
Ben Woodford needs to get a chain for his wallet.
Cape Breton, Nova Scotia.
While in Cape Breton I met a local fisherman named Gordie. I let him take some shots with my lens and in exchange he offered to take me out on his boat for a better view of the boys surfing. He’s been here 35 years and he’s never seen a soul surf this spot. We had a beer with him after and decided to name this left after him.