Riddle Me This…

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Every day, a man crosses the border on a bicycle with two bags of sand. The border officers get a tip that he is a smuggler. So the customs officers checked his bags carefully, sifting the sand with a fine sieve and found he had only sand. Since they couldn’t find any evidence, they allowed him to cross the border. So, what was the man smuggling?

Drop your guesses in the comments below and I’ll pop back tomorrow with the answer. Good luck!

Body In The Bush…Wait…Where?

Here in the North, I am surrounded by the bush, so it made sense to have my Detective Anais Quinn live here too. But non-Northern readers may not be familiar with “the bush”.

So let me explain.

Wikipedia explains it best, “In northern Canada, “the bush” refers to the massive expanse of primarily coniferous trees that sprawl undeveloped. The term is not generally used in the southern parts of the country.”

Bush flying refers to aircraft operations carried out in the bush. Bush flying involves operations in rough terrain where there are often no prepared landing strips or runways, frequently necessitating that bush planes be equipped with abnormally large tires, floats or skis. (This is what Anne’s (Anais’ aunt) boyfriend, Jackson Orr does for a living.) It is, even in this day and age, a hard reality that many Northern communities rely heavily on this form of transportation for everything from mail, groceries, building supplies, medical care, and much more.

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