This is #ProjectNomad

Aaron met my eyes as we leaned against our trekking poles, catching our breath as a summer storm poured driving rain down on top of us. "I think we need to change our plans," he said. "I don't think we can do this." I didn't answer right away. Beside us, the tastefully named Owen Creek churned its way down from the alpine, still somewhere high above us. We'd been following its course for five hours--the first early steps of a planned five-day adventure. The weather had turned

"How many dogs do you have in that van, anyway?" the lady asked, leaning across from the driver's seat of her car to peer out at the motley assortment of crates, food bags, linens and cleaning supplies we'd spread out across the scrub grass beneath the closest thing to shade we could find in North Battleford, Saskatchewan. I swapped a glance with Alexis, my best friend and rescue partner, both of us already occupied trying to convince our dogs to eat, or pee, or drink a littl