Is It Clear?

I have no idea how to write this post, so apologies in advance for its potential rambling nature. On Thursday morning I learned that a mentor, an advisor, a friend of mine had died. I was in Toronto at a conference on food insecurity when I got the news from several friends through email and text….

Adventuring With My Ugly Friend

I boarded my last flight of the summer on Sunday afternoon on my way home from Calgary. After 35 flights and over 93,000 kilometers, I was finally heading home for more than a few hours. You might think that after spending the bulk of the summer traveling that I’d be more than happy to head…

Between Breaths And Breathtaking Moments

Having arrived in Calgary, I spent the next two days and nights working on various projects and reports, and catching up with Rick. Our conversations shifted from adventures past, present, and future, to work, life, and our attempts at some sort of balance between the two.  Our time seemed to be divided between travel, bouts of…

The Wee Fuzzball

Earlier this morning as I was sitting down to begin grading final reports for the undergraduate and graduate courses I’ve been teaching this semester, I was immediately interrupted by probably the most horrifying sound I’ve ever had the misfortune of hearing.

Travel-Sick

A few days ago I boarded a gloriously modern tube-o-metal/lawn dart to be projected through the great blue sky from the Old World back to the New (and subsequently back in time – as is my understanding of space-time physics). I left behind sunny blue skies, spring-like weather, a seriously amazing supply of beer, deliciously delicious coffee,…

On Top Of Middle Sister

Let me begin by saying that it’s the morning after my adventure with Rick and Paul to the top of Middle Sister, and I’m still exhausted. My body is completely knackered, I slept like the dead, and there are several muscles in my body that I am only now aware of. In short, yesterday was epic.

The Trouble With Rundle

Yesterday Rick and I spent the afternoon hiking the East End of Rundle. Located close to Canmore, the 2,530m mountain offers a fantastic view of the surrounding area.

Because 2014 Is So Last Year

So it’s 2015. Every year I like to take some time to look back on the various lists that I had developed to review the various goals I had set; a way to measure where I’ve been and how far I’ve come. This year I’ve also opted to look back on some of the unexpected adventures…

Because Christmas Eve

In the event that I wasn’t able to post while hiking to Everest base camp, I decided that I’d schedule this post before even leaving Canada for the grandest of adventures. At this point in time I should have reached Dingboche (4360m above sea level), unless I’ve had an unfortunate encounter with a Yeti.

Because Everest

Today’s post will be short and sweet because I have to tackle a mountain of grading. For those of you who have been following along for the past several months, you’ll know that my mountain of grading is not the mountain of which I’ve been dreaming.

Because Stevie

On Tuesday eve I was able to cross off another item from my Not So Bucket List. To be honest, I never actually expected to cross this item off of my list since, in some way, it was completely out of my control. In fact, it seemed far more likely that it would stay on my list, taunting me for…

Untitled

This post will likely end up darker than most of what I’ve written previously. For those who came here expecting my usual fare, I apologize. I should also apologize in advance because I’m likely going to drop the f-bomb. Trust me, each and every one is in my opinion warranted. Mom, you may not want…

Buyer’s Remorse? Not Yet

Today is a comfy-pants kind of day. Like many of you, I spent yesterday celebrating the Christmas holiday the way it was intended to be celebrated: with lots and lots of food. And booze. And more food. And coffee. Also scotch. And pie. And because I’m a spoiled bastard, I did all of this while…

I Miss The Mountains

On Tuesday afternoon I made my way back home to Guelph, having spent the prior week visiting Rick in Calgary. The adventure was amazing – but that really wasn’t a difficult bar to pass given that the trip involved mountains, hiking, meeting up with friends, good food, a drink known as Better Than Folgers, more…