wine, climb, travel, repeat.
I rang in 2018 at a costume party with 30 or so new friends in Margaret River, WA. How I ended up there was the result of a series of steps outside of my comfort zone. I spent Christmas in Perth at the invitation of one of my dearest friends and her family. After the... Continue Reading →
There is something to be said about allowing others to give to you. It brings me great joy to give to others (both things tangible and things intangible), but when it comes to being on the receiving end there remains a slight discomfort. A discomfort that straddles the invisible line between guilt of being an... Continue Reading →
I'm currently sitting 30,000+ feet in the air (it should go without saying that I'm in a plane - my levitation game is not that strong yet). I'm somewhere south of Chicago right now, en-route to LAX. There I will switch planes and start the long journey to Sydney. What awaits me on the other... Continue Reading →
There are few things that I love more than traveling. I don't just love traveling, I feel deeply at ease with it. Even the obstacles that come up - missed flights, overlooked reservations, wrong directions, miscalculated timing - I approach with a grace I rarely have when confronted with similar situations at home. But landing... Continue Reading →
The other day I posted this photo on Instagram and accompanied it with some thoughts on doing the stuff that is hard in order to get better at it. In the context of climbing it seems like a rather doable approach - your back muscles are weak? Do climbs that work them to get them... Continue Reading →
Wine and Climb 