Embracing Fear in the Mountains

How many times in a day, in a week, in a month do you feel fear? Like real fear, total loss of control and rationality, that all-consuming pressure that one wrong move could be fatal. My life was nice. My life was normal. I was outdoorsy, adventurous and ‘fearless’. I was content but my lifeContinue reading “Embracing Fear in the Mountains”

Seeking Refuge in the Mountains

A weekend of ski-touring adventures on the Tasman Glacier, Aoraki/Mount Cook National Park How insignificant I am standing here in front of a monstrous wall of ice. Yet out of the two of us, it is the hundreds of year old glacier that is now more mortal, more vulnerable than I. It is disappearing. TheContinue reading “Seeking Refuge in the Mountains”

Adventures with Da: Boston to Toronto by Bicycle

The bruises on my knees are yellow, a sure sign of the last stage of the heal. The skin on my bum has started to reform, the little bit of weight I lost, piled back on… I am back sprawled on the couch at home, a cup of tea in hand allowing nostalgia to seepContinue reading “Adventures with Da: Boston to Toronto by Bicycle”