23/05/2026
People always ask what the humans of Wildland do when thereâs no snow and the dogs arenât running.
Apparently the answer is:
go live in the middle of nowhere and willingly get attacked by every weather condition known to mankind đ
Tomorrow morning Jenn and I head out for our second rotation of the season as backcountry park operators for BC Parks, and these photos are from the first one.
People picture this job as cozy mornings drinking coffee beside a lake while softly appreciating nature.
Reality is more like:
getting hailed on in May
wearing winter gloves beside open water
arguing with generators
hauling fuel and supplies across rough lakes
fixing random things that absolutely should not be broken
and wondering if hypothermia builds character đŹ
This first rotation alone we had sun, fog, rain, snow, hail, wind, calm water, rough water, and one day where it somehow managed to do ALL of them.
We also had to evacuate a paddler during the first rotation, which turned into hiking over 5 miles in and 5 miles back out helping bring someone to safety.
So between the dogs and the backcountry apparently our hobby is just being cold and tired in remote places đ€·đ
Most of our days are spent hauling supplies by boat, fixing docks and campsites, checking cabins, maintaining trails, cleaning storm damage, cutting firewood, hauling garbage, helping visitors, and trying to solve problems with the exact wrong tools for the job.
Out here thereâs no âcall maintenance.â
If something breaks, congratulations youâre maintenance.
If the boat acts weird, youâre now a marine mechanic.
If weather rolls in, you simply suffer professionally until it passes.
Honestly though, we love it.
Long days.
Remote places.
Beautiful views.
Terrible weather.
Questionable life choices.
Basically dog mushing⊠just without the sleds for a few months đ§ïžđïžđ€đ„
Also huge credit to Tyler (Jennâs brother) for feeding and taking care of the Wildland crew while weâre off pretending to be wilderness experts