PHOTOS

VANITY GALLERY

A rare picture of me with no facial hair. (Note that I had to be tiewrapped to the steering wheel in order for it to be captured.) The town of Iqaluit is the blurry background.

What I'd look like with red hair.

Mugshot.

My sweetie and I looking uncommonly couth.

The Wanderer and his Shadow, preparing to depart Ottawa.

ARCTIC PHOTOS

A couple of shots my father took while he was working on a Coast Guard icebreaker, circa 1955.

Unloading a barge at Frobisher Bay.

Tugboat threading its way through the pack on Resolute Bay.