When I first moved to Nelson, I did it for “love” but it only lasted 22 days after which I found myself without my lil East Van apartment, without a job, and quite frankly, in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere, and I didn’t know anyone. I made a friend called Tory and she took me blueberry picking. I piled into a beat up vehicle with three young beautiful Kootenay women who also happened to be single moms and picked blueberries in Thrums. After 5 hours I had made $27. Tory had made $90. I could see why she did it, wasn’t sure why I should.