Adventure Awaits

On Friday I boarded a glorified lawn dart home from Vancouver, having spent the previous week taking part in two separate conferences: the Community University Expo (affectionately known as the C2U Expo) and the Canadian Evaluation Society’s Annual Meeting. It also included a week catching up with friends whom I don’t get to see nearly…

Go West, Young Man

Approximately eleventy-billion years ago1 I boarded a glorified lawn dart on my way from here to Labrador so that I might spend some time in Goose Bay and Rigolet as part of the eNuk research program. But that was eleventy-billion years ago. Naturally, you might be wondering how I, a man who valiantly battles the…

The Year That Was

So there you have it, for the good and the bad, the weird and the wonderful, that was 2016. I’m not really sure how to measure this year. On one hand, the world seems like it might be teetering on the brink of some biblical post-apocalyptic nightmare that has begun with the rapture of celebrities,…

A Wee Getaway

So apparently I forgot to publish this last week. Oops. The fall semester is only 4 weeks old and I’m already feeling more exhausted than I think I should. I’m not exactly sure what is causing this, but needless to say the struggle to stay awake past midnight has been all too real. And my level…

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 Beginning Of The End

The last time I was home could best be described as a visit. I was there for no more than 18 hours; enough time to do my laundry, and spend some time with the wee fuzzball who seemed in desperate need of hugs and belly rubs. But that was all very short-lived as I was up…

The Year That Was

Happy New Year everyone. The old and weathered 2015 has come and gone, and we now find ourselves in the shiny sparkly new 2016. May it be filled with awesomeness and adventure, and just the right amount of shenanigans.

All Levels Of Lazy

After conquering Middle Sister on Saturday, Rick, Paul, and I had originally planned on taking on the challenge of either Castle or Fortress mountains, or possibly another peak with a not-so-politically-correct name1. Instead we were all sorts of lazy.

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.

Shenaniganning

Shenaniganning – is that even a word? Actually, I’m not sure I care. All I really care about is that I’m going to be boarding a plane today to head off to Calgary to summit some peaks with Rick and Paul. Can’t. Freaking. Wait.

Because Ringing In The New Year In Kathmandu

Today we said farewell to both Petrina and Sanjay – one returning home to Singapore, the other moving on to the next leg of his adventure in Dubai. That leaves just me, Rick, and Alan, (as well as Timarian – another trekker we met on our journey to Everest base camp) to ring in the…

Because Altitude

Another post written yesterday but posted today. This time due to the solar powered router not having power once the sun set behind the mountains. We’ve arrived in Dingboche without Rick. Having reached 4000m earlier in the day, it became clear that he was suffering from altitude sickness.

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.