Tales From the Campaign Trail – Chapter 1

Monsoon Rains, Garlic Cloves and Campaigning
“Why are you running?” This question is one of the first folks ask when you start a conversation about running for election.garlic planting guy
Since I moved to Whistler in 1992 to take my job as a reporter at the Whistler Question, I have been involved in community development — as a pesky reporter, consultant in community engagement, community activist, newspaper owner, local government planner — these roles are all near and dear to my heart as I work with neighbours to make our homes the best they can be.
Last fall, when our family moved onto Collins Cross Farm, I threw myself into this place. Tilling land, planting seeds, building tilth with cover crops and love… when I lifted my head from the carrot bed one afternoon, I realized I had somehow dropped the thread of community development I had woven for 22 years. So, looked down into those delightful purple and orange carrots and saw the thread. How about running for the SLRD Board in Area C? So I reached down and picked up that thread. My lifelong commitment to community development and active representation of neighbours has now presented itself as a quest to get elected to Area C – a vast and diverse region with a fantastic future built on a passionate pioneer past and productive present.
But I’ve got garlic to plant.
garlic beds
We are all busy. Family, work, firewood, farms. These things all need our time and energy. But, your community needs you right now. Think about your values, your vision for this place, think of a story that makes you smile about the people of this place. That is why I’m running to represent the people of Area C.
My good buddy Bubbs is quite a genius when it comes to building things. I borrowed his garlic planter to try and make my sowing faster, and it worked. But Bubbs farms garlic too and he needed it back. His was metal, shiny, heavy and functional, much like most of the things that emerge from his Clover Rd. welding shop. Well, I’m not a welder, but I have a saw, a broken rake handle and scrap plywood… let’s see if we can’t copy this thing.
Half an hour later I was back in the field with my garlic planter. Not nearly as shiny as Bubbs’, but functional nonetheless.
Together we can be innovative.
garlic planter
The recent monsoons have chased me from the field, and it looks more like a rice paddy than a garlic patch. But 3000 cloves are planted and mulched; 2000 to go if we’re lucky.
So, amidst our busy lives, let’s make time to connect over the next couple weeks. I want to hear you, what matters to you and your families and our shared future. Let’s look around, see what’s working and innovate to make our lives better.
I come from a small farming community in Saskatchewan. Golden wheat fields wave in the wind of my dreams… For some reason, my dad texted me a photo of a rusty old combine last week and I smiled a smile of memory and home. My home is a now a small farm. It all comes around. Call/text me 604.698.6030 or email kdamaskie@gmail.com I’d love to come around your farm, business or shop for a chat about how we can work together.
We are all in this together. See you on the campaign trail, at least until our garlic patch dries out, then we can chat while planting cloves in this rich earth.
‘Til then, see you on the campaign trail.