It had been over a decade since I last visited the island of O’ahu. I, for so long, thought of it as nothing more than a big city on a small island. I chose it’s neighbouring islands over and over again, overlooking the possibilities hidden on O’ahu. This time I spent a mere four days and in that time did six hikes, spent hours trying to slackline, played in the ocean, watched sunsets and sunrises with inspirational humans (and I even managed to get a little work done). I met some of the most wonderful humans (heres looking at you @noahawaii , @kelsealoha and @meganhassa ) who call this place home and made me regret underestimating this place for so long. Is it too early to go back?
pc: @noahawaii #oahu#hawaii
congratulations @serenamaylock@westcoastleah - I can’t wait to see your adventures (you will have to let me know if you choose the igloo or the trip to Peru!)
I just stepped off of my flight from Hawaii and had such a great time that @michaelmatti and I want you to too... so we have teamed up with our friends @glampinghub to give one of you $500USD towards a stay at any of their properties around the world (there are igloos and islands and yurts, oh my!). To enter: - Follow @glampinghub, myself & @michaelmatti + tag a friend in the caption below and let us know where in the world you guys would go! - Closes Feb. 21 at 8pm MST - Good luck and go play outside! #myglampingstory#glampinghub
Waking up above the treetops, finding perfect heart-shaped tidal pools so deep I could not come close to touching the bottom, getting tossed around by waves on a beach from my childhood, eating cheeseburgers in paradise with good friends, driving one of my favourite narrow winding roads in the world and confirmation on a bucket list trip... I may be biased but being single on Valentine’s day might just be the best! ⠀
pc: @michaelmatti #maui#hawaii
After there days of camping at sea level I don’t think I was prepared for the night spent half way up Haleakala. I can honestly say it was the coldest camping I’ve experienced this year. With temperatures hovering around freezing and the forecasted sunrise not terribly promising I was cursing myself (and of course @michaelmatti) for not heading back down to sea level. But, as always, the sun rose and all of that frustration washed away as I stood at 10,000ft above the ocean (under 7miles away as the crow flies) watching the sun rise from above the clouds.
I spent the week in a familiar place - nearly a decade ago I came to this island for my very first solo trip, that solo trip because an annual occurrence and eventually has evolved into something more frequent and over time the durations grew longer. The once strangers turned into friends and then somehow became the family that I call in times of crisis. I have celebrated the majority of my birthdays here over the past ten years, a week (or two or three) spent in my home away from home. This year is no exception - spending my days waking up on the side of a volcano and falling sleep along the ocean, this might be why they call it paradise.
pc: @michaelmatti #maui#hawaii#nakedearth#discoverhawaii
A photo that sums up my last 364.5 days perfectly. Amazing friends in a new and beautiful place with a (little) adventure along the way. Tomorrow starts a new chapter and if its anything like the last I simply can not wait.
pc: @travisburkephotography #birthdayeve#oregonexplored
A pretty typical view hanging out with me in the Rockies, pointing into the distance, yammering on about rock compositions, peaks climbed or how mountains are formed. Only a few hours after @cassheridan and @bsonnntag landed in Calgary we set off to watch one of my favourite sunsets of the year along the Icefield Parkway. One of my favourite things about living where I do is being able to share it with friends.
⠀ ⠀ #explorealberta#explorecanada
This morning my alarm went off just before 5am - I took some time to stretch, roll out of bed and get myself dressed. Within a half hour I mounted my bicycle and set off for yoga. I made it almost a whole block before saying “f this” and pulled a u-turn. I then proceeded to brew a cup of coffee and spend the remainder for the -26°C (-15°F) in bed watching ‘The Babadook’ (any other horror film lovers out there?) dreaming of summer days when the sun didn’t set until well after 10pm and thought of frostbite didn’t even cross my mind.
I have never been in love with Canadian winters (sorry!). So a week from today, as I have done so many Februarys before, I will be frantically packing my suitcases and heading off to warmer weather.
Last year I spent my birthday playing on Kauai, trying my best to see it from every vantage point. Check out the link in my bio - fair warning, you may want to prepare yourself to add Kauai to your bucket list.
If you could give one piece of advice to yourself at 18 what would it be?
Would you tell yourself to save more…or to enjoy life while you’re young and still able to? To work harder or to to stress a little less? Would say that some people find their niche when they are 5 years old and others sit on the brink of their 28th birthday wondering what the fuck they’re doing(and both are perfectly wonderful in their own right)? Would you tell yourself that pain and heartbreak and sadness and frustration are all important parts of the process, or maybe a gentle reminder to simply believe in yourself? Would you talk about friendships or family or money or love? Life is full of regrets and what-ifs and I have lost count of the number of times I wish I could have chosen a different path BUT I was recently asked to write a piece of advice for my nephew to be opened on his 18th birthday so it got me thinking...
Change - thats what this place will forever represent for me. I remember hiking down, still in denial of the fact that I had just made the world shifting decision to leave my comfortable, stable, dream 9-5 career and hopped on a one-way flight to meet a group of strangers and spend some time off of the grid at the bottom of the Grand Canyon. And just like clockwork, as if somehow the universe knew, we were stopped by a local man, Cleve, who told us exactly what we needed to hear. That the town of Supai was the gateway to change, a place to come with your troubles and leave a little ‘lighter’. So we spent some time camping under the stars, playing in the water, building friendships and somewhere along the way our troubles seemed a little less problematic. I think so often we carry our burdens alone and for far too long… maybe we don’t need a special place and exceptional people to heal but if I am being honest, it didn’t hurt.
"The body benefits from movement, and the mind benefits from stillness." With balance on my mind the past few weeks I could not but to be brought back to this road trip a few months ago with @bruinalexander - we spent a few weeks hunting hot spots in the middle of a brutal early winter storm. I spend so much of my days running around I have been making a conscious effort to take care of my mind, including trying out a daily meditation practise… and am wondering if you have any tips, tricks or recommendations for me? Any podcasts you love or apps that seem to work better than others! I am all ears!
I sometimes get caught up in focusing on the the next big trip, planning adventures, making plans… so yesterday @ryanclennett and I took the day to fully embrace being Canadian. We tossed on our toques and flannel, laced up our skates and played a little shinny on one of the most beautiful ponds in the world (and even got there early enough to have the ice to ourselves for a little). I said sorry more times than I would like to admit, drank maple syrup in my coffee and even let an “Eh!” or two slip. I could not have asked for a better welcome back to this place I am fortunate enough to call home.
Balance success with significance.
Those were the first words that I read when I got home last night from just over a month on the road. It was a big month - a lot of travel, a lot of packing and planning an organizing (and a lot of those plans being derailed), a lot of quality time with my family and friends and of course a lot of work. And when I crawled into my bed at the end of the day, when I for the first time in a while took a second to soak it all in… I felt like an empty Capri Sun - somehow in all of that time I forgot to take care of myself. And then I read those words and thought, how can I have significance in the world if I am not even placing it on myself. So I am spending today and maybe tomorrow and the day after that in my little home trying to figure out how to find that balance. Any tips?
So I somehow ended up back in Washington, it’s my fourth visit in six months and I don’t anticipate my stops here becoming any less frequent. I could believably say that I keep coming back because of it’s beautiful and diverse landscapes… but more likely it’s because so many of my favourite humans call this place home.
This photo was taken on a last minute late summer backpacking trip with @michaelmatti - our campsite had three tent pads and the trail to this point had long since overgrown. We ate dinner as the sun set below the mountains (I would be willing to bet that my MRE for the night was out of view but not arm’s reach) and the full moon rise to take its place. Our way down in the dark was one of those “Type II Fun” moments, relatively certain we were sharing the mountainside with a bear, getting cliffed out at least a few times and ending up with more than a few war wounds. But we eventually made it back to the lake below and our laughter echoed into the night.
Last night we parted ways with our crew and headed into the unknown, literally. The little plans we had were ruined by bad weather and instead of the epic adventure @travisburkephotography and I had planned we sat in a hotel room in Bend, Oregon perusing the internet for a plan B or C (or maybe at this point we are on plan Z). I fell asleep early and somewhere in the wee hours of the morning a photo of this place with no name or direction was found. We (he) found vague directions with counted steps and a series of seemingly random turns so we hopped in the van, picked up coffee and headed out. Our disappointment for failed plans faded, and excitement grew, as the patched together directions panned out and these tucked away waterfalls came into sight.
Instead of spending my New Year’s Eve setting goals and making intentions I try to set an example for myself. Last year I met up with a virtual stranger and went on a week-long road trip to one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. I then proceeded to spend the next twelve months turning some of the most inspiring strangers into my nearest and dearest, I spent months on end travelling by plane, train, bus, boat, car, camper van, bicycle (you name it) to the places that dreams are made of. This year one of those strangers-turned-friends invited me to spend a few nights in a dreamy cabin in the middle of Oregon (thank you @chelseakauai) I couldn’t say no. We rang in the year turning nature walks into adventures, we watched the sun rays flood into an empty hot spring, set up a high-line over a waterfall under a double rainbow, we stayed up too late and laughed too much. So here’s to another year of running around aimlessly and somehow ending up right where I need to be.
Photo by the ever-talented @travisburkephotography
I love opposites! I love contradictions; I think human beings need contradictions. We need opposites. We need to sleep in a five-star hotel and we need to sleep under a tree. The distance and the difference between those two extremes are what makes us happy and what makes us think and what makes us grow. If you only sleep under a tree, it’s quite sad. If you only sleep in a five-star hotel, it’s extremely sad, too. -Francis Mallmann
This time last year I was sleeping in a tent exploring Utah for the first time with @everchanginghorizon - this year I am ringing in the New Year in a cozy cabin in another new state with a group of wonderful humans. Happy New Year everyone!
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What is the best road trip you’ve ever been on?
Growing up my family didn’t really go on road trips, with five kids I think the last thing that my parents wanted was to voluntarily trap themselves in a car with us for hours on end. So, in my adult life I have jumped at every opportunity to spend too many hours in vehicles trying to get as far away from the beaten path as possible. One of my favourites was this whirlwind trip to the Dolomites, ripping around a series of never ending switchbacks, blasting country music (to the dismay of @michaelmatti), living off of 3 hours of sleep a night, two pizzas a day and countless cups of coffee.