The first episode of Elsewhere, Slowly, for anyone who’d rather read: why the show exists, and how a stubborn, technical kid who was rarely told why grew into someone who can kneel beside a patch of moss and feel something close to reverence.

Climbing the ghost of a glacier in the Ogilvies, and coming back down faster than the mountain would like.

A stolen glacier, a plum going soft, and a day in Dawson City that would not hold still.

One bluff here above a marsh, one there in the Ogilvies. Carrying both in the same chest.