In northeastern British Columbia, right near the Alberta border, is a place called Dawson Creek that I know nothing about, except that my brother (who, unfortunately for him I suppose, lived there a number of years) insists that it’s a boring shit-hole. To the west about an hour’s drive is Chetwynd, a town that I know nothing about at all. On the map, smack in … Continue reading LNG and Pipelines and Bands, Oh My!