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I have always found Bob to be very caring towards people, he was always ready to help me if I showed the slightest interest… always there to tease and very playful… When I spoke with Bob about my projects I…
I have always found Bob to be very caring towards people, he was always ready to help me if I showed the slightest interest… always there to tease and very playful… When I spoke with Bob about my projects I…
Bob made friends with almost anyone who had a shared passion for the outdoors, but he had a particular ability to connect with and empower young people. He was an excellent instructor but also let you learn through your own…
I moved up to the Yukon in the fall of 1998. I was a fresh teacher scheduled to work as an assistant with Bob Sharp on his ‘Experiential Science’ Outdoor Education program. Upon meeting Bob Sharp, I quickly met the…
Hanging by his fingertips, his wet-suit booted feet scrambling on the wet crumbly rock of the cliff face, the man screamed and wailed in a pretty, melodic language that I did not speak (Spanish? Maybe Italian?). Twenty feet below him…
I had been kayaking for about a year and Leanne had just started…she had a new demo kayak that she was testing down the Tatshenshini. In the middle of the Big C she flipped and wasn't able to roll and…
This past spring Bob was down to pick up a bus and a trailer and some packrafts... So I took a couple of days off work to roll with him and shuttle trailers…we were rolling to Edmonton with a trailer,…
Thanks to Bob’s generosity and invitations on adventures, I have many great memories of paddling trips with Bob. Bob inspired a lot of confidence in those around him, and always pushed me to accomplish things that maybe I didn’t know…
It was the summer of 2005, the Yukon Canoe and Kayak Club had a family-oriented trip planned down Primrose lake to the adrenaline-inducing Primrose River. As we scouted the canyon it was obvious from the number of logs entangled at…
At first light I hear what I think is Bob Mooney out getting firewood for cooking breakfast. My brother hears it as well but thinks it is a moose. I said you better go look. He disappears in his ginch…
In my memories I got to know Bob in 1993 at the Tat, where we camped at the parking spot to run the upper Tat in hard-shell canoes, to train for the long trip to dry bay. Bob was there…