Holy Old Whistlin'

Tall trees and tall tales – that’s life in the bush. And Brent Connelly wouldn’t have it any other way. A forester for nearly forty years, Brent was never happier than when in the company of loggers and truck drivers, timber cruisers and cookees – especially when the “office” was his beloved Algonquin Park. And after a long, hard day nurturing and harvesting the forest, what better way to spend the evening than back at the bunkhouse with a mug of tea, a piece of warm raisin pie, and a session of