2013-08-04 16.25.29

August 10, 2013 by 0

Peter Smith

Raised in outport Newfoundland in a town of 65 people, I pursued a post secondary diploma in Information Technology right out of High School. I’ve always been a geek at heart, but yet I love the rural life I grew up with. Fishing, hunting, camping and the great outdoors are still loves of mine, even if I don’t pursue them as often as I once did. Sports were always a big part of our lives, and I played many (badly) and loved them all.

You may also like...

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Random Posts

  • Happy Father’s DayHappy Father’s Day
    This was tough to write… Dad was a bear of a man, him, Uncle Hay and Uncle Lindo all were. Possibly uncle Herven and Lawrence too,...
  • If you’re not gonna share…
    In 1973, the “New” school on Random Island opened. Originally called Random Island Integrated, its now called Random Island Academy. In Grade 11, I was part...
  • Give em the Slip!Give em the Slip!
    Was reading through some old posts the other day, and seeing mention of my buddy Eric, and also of my Uncle, Larry Leawood, I was reminded...

RSS The Granite Grid

  • First Watts July 15, 2026
    Weighing the choices for off-grid power on the land. Here is why I am leaning toward the Anker SOLIX battery setup, and how a quiet backup generator fits into our plan.
    Peter Smith
  • A Turn Around the Rock July 12, 2026
    My cousin, Bernie, recently took a walk across the land and sent over a video of the tour. Watching it here from my room in Nova Scotia, it felt like I was right there pushing through the branches. The land is thick and stubborn, filled with young birch and aspen, heavy fir, and spruce growing […]
    Peter Smith
  • Four Suits and a Cabin July 12, 2026
    When you are planning an off-grid shelter, it is easy to get caught up in the big builds. We spend hours researching solar panels, charge controllers, and waterless toilets. But when the rain starts lashing against the cabin window and the Atlantic fog rolls in thick off the sound, you realize that the most valuable […]
    Peter Smith
  • Fish Bacon on the Beach July 10, 2026
    Every year, right around late June or early July, the damp, foggy weather rolls in off Trinity Bay. Around home, we call it caplin weather. It’s the time when millions of small, silver fish teem close to the shore, rolling onto the gravel beaches to spawn. As a boy growing up on Random Island, the […]
    Peter Smith
  • Before It Fades July 7, 2026
    Sometimes, sitting here in Nova Scotia, my mind wanders back across the Cabot Strait to Random Island. I remember walking past the small, weathered one-room schoolhouses and the quiet rural churches that dot the harbour roads. I never actually went to school in them, mind you—by my day, they had become community halls—but we spent […]
    Peter Smith