“...there were only fifteen thousand polar bears in the world, and five billion of me. To let one of them devour my all-too-common flesh would, if only slightly, help adjust the grievous imbalance.” — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
Generous in spirit, richly poetic, and packed with memorable characters. — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
“...there were only fifteen thousand polar bears in the world, and five billion of me. To let one of them devour my all-too-common flesh… — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
“A few years later, in Inukjuak, I learned that SFU is the Inuit texting acronym for "snowmobile fucked up," and that POOS is the… — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
After a day on Mykines, I changed my mind about life not going on. A sort of life was going on, beating with a… — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
“Once when I looked up, I happened to see a sea eagle poised on magisterial wings above the knurled summit of the mountain behind… — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
“Another day I walked out of town to do a bit of climbing in the mountains behind the airport. I scrambled up and down… — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
“The last wendigo died in 1962, or so the story goes. Reputedly, he (it?) stood in front of the train to Churchill, Manitoba, believing… — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
Travel is the realm of the impossible adventures, the quick fix, the ship passing in the night. It entitles you to meet interesting people,… — Lawrence Millman Copy Share Image
