Biography of Bud Taylor
My favorite summer job was at wilderness canoe co-leader in the Whiteshell Provincial Park on the Lake Mantario Trail. One morning after an early hike and paddle i was returning to the cabin and found my co-leader swimming near the dock with a family of loons cavorting round and making a ruckus. One broke off and flew to my nearing canoe danced for me on the waters, calling out a hallo
The most refreshing experience i had was upon the moraine path to Robson Glacier at the feet of Mount Robson. After an exhausting hike i looked up from the moraine strewn path to find a breeze lift from the cooling glacier flow over my weary body and carry my heart heaven ward
It was near there i found two hoary marmots on the meadows of Snowbird Pass greeting hikers on the way to the summit of the trail overlooking Robson Park
Bud Taylor's Works:
Ridership Protocol Laws,2012
Ridership: Investigation into a Greenhouse Gas Quantification Protocol for Vessels & Trains, A carbon offset,2010
Bud Taylor Poems
Remember there's a mile in every smile a well in every dwell Smile before you rise
A Stray Horse
One day a stray horse arrived in the Valley Tired, beaten they arrived
Remember Yesterday It Was You And I
Remember Yesterday it was you and i Yesterday setting out to sea It was you and i
Oh To Fly, Oh To Fly
Perched on the cliff face Looking at a brave, new world I cry from the wilderness, hear it today Hear it for a thousand years
The Magical Minstrels Of Lake Mantario
7 lakes and 6 portages did make all in a day's paddle the up and over we'll take waiting for us all on Shield's lake your yodel will call a summer adventure for seekers all
One Sense Left
If my hearing did lose no melody or chord on piano played nor sonorous tone on clarinet heard not one jot of scale or note
The Shortboard Exercises: A Tribute To ...
I saw your graceful stride alight upon great waves lighthouse bright Image cast upon a page without doubt eternally brave
Frank Cormack And The Forty Sticks Of Dy...
Frank Cormack was a demolitions man working coal seam number eight in the boom town of Cumberland on Vancouver Island in 1933
The Stand In Understand
Upon a bed of rock my brave Black Spruce stands Reaching to the sky the sunlight it
Lady Of The Longboard
My dearest Brother I heard you were Unable to make plans for the holidays Breezed into Ottawa to share a cup of coffee Let us catch up at Tim's in the Market Square
Find Where The Chasm Narrows
Let me tell you of a stallion There is power in his withers deep and strong Light & fleet his croup that of a dancer A sheath of black glossy and long
Lost On The Desert
Lost on the 'Ocean of Fire' Exhausted, tattered The sun searing It cannot compete, my thirst for you
Thru White Capped Waves
On the wharf my craft awaits sleek and light thru white-capped waves a path it will carve
The Ear In Heart
FEAR 'False Evidence Appearing Real'
The Ear In Heart
'False Evidence Appearing Real'
'Healthy Evidence Appearing Real'
Timely Evidence Appearing Real
What can be more real, true or immediate than a tear?
Happy evidence actually real today