Postcards from Labrador

After almost 7800km across this vast country, we arrived on the coast of Labrador a couple hours ago, to fog. The last couple hundred kilometers like so many before them, along bone-jarring rutted roads flanked with pine trees that seem at once both arthritic and anemic. The roads just seemed to go on and on, through sun, rain, and endless blackflies. This is my country, and I love it fiercely. The thousands of kilometers we drove just to get to Labrador were long enough, but this last thousand was the most rugged, and to me, some of the most beautiful. Trees and rocks, and endless roads to ourselves, the solitude broken only by large trucks connected to mines, dams, or forestry industry, and the occassional RV that seemed way out of it’s element, and even they became less and less as we approached the coast. And now we’re here and it’s foggy and there’s over a month ahead of us to explore, to make photographs, to find out what lies beyond the next

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