J.R. Patterson was born in Manitoba in 1989 and raised on a beef and grain farm on the Canadian prairies. His experiences as a farm labourer, factory worker, and musician inform much of his writing. When not writing, he enjoys flying single-engine planes, paddling his folding kayak, and drinking wine.
What does a journey mean to you?
The pleasure of leaving the writing desk behind, and the promise of returning with a full heart.
Which country or location most inspires you?
River cruises of any kind. The constant movement paired with stillness makes it the perfect opportunity to observe the world.
Where would you go back to, and why?
Honduras evaded me. I was transiting through the country by motorcycle during a time of political change. Massive unemployment made the country restless and fostered a strange, dangerous air. I rushed through, spending only a few days and worrying more about myself than the people and conditions around me. I’d like to return and pay more attention, and eat sopa de caracol, which I missed the first time.
Top insider tip for the Canadian Prairie?
Get out of the city, get off the highway, and onto a gravel road. Find where the old farmers take coffee and chat them up.
What journey would you most like to go on?
Hiking through the Hajar Mountains of Oman. Remote, quiet, with only the essentials to take care of: find water, find shelter.
