Kenora vs. London

I took this picture of the Winnipeg River about two years ago when I was out on Ochiichagwe’Babigo’Ining Ojibway Nation. This is the kind of scenery and much in abundance all over Northwestern Ontario and around Kenora.

Many times, and to numerous people I have spent a long time telling people what I hate about Kenora. From the racism in the judiciary, police and general society… to what I perceive as a general lack from the population to go forth and see what else exists in the world beside this small town.

Some things will never change and I doubt race relations will ever improve to the same level as a city like London, but I’ve definitely started to try and look at the greater sides of life in Kenora.

I took this image as I was driving my rental car across the Thames. Seeing it live was far better than this picture does it justice… but it was breathtaking for me. Even though I’d grown up seeing it all the time, being away from it I came to appreciate sights like this that many Londoners take for granted every day.

But the point is… both of these images draw me into them equally. Each image is breathtakingly beautiful in completely different ways. Maybe it’s come to pass that I’ll forever be a British Canadian… instead of a British bloke living in Canada.