phoenix

it's been pretty quiet around here.

more than a year has passed since the last post.  this was not intentional.  as much as i love writing, i've been unable to pen anything. long, sad, self-indulgent story short, i had an acute case of linguistic constipation, brought on by the toughest times. the longest year.

i didn't know what else to do, so i went to the himalaya to walk. spent many weeks trekking around the annapurna massif, trying to get my head on straight.

then to cambodia to see the temples of angkor wat.

then to thailand to chill on the beach, rock climb and scuba dive.

it's been a slow rise up from the squid-shit depths, but i've wormed my way back through the ceiling cracks where light was barely getting through.  was carried for awhile by a few phenomenal human beings, who have taught me much.  emerged with a better, healthier, and more realistic outlook than ever before. ready to push off downriver.


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last winter i moved to france, where i continued stumbling with the language and with teaching myself telemark skiing.  then out of the blue, a job offer came up, and i left for canada to try to learn to fly this thing.

she's a dash 8.  we've been getting to know each other and the relationship is progressing.

the new gig will give me plenty of time off for traveling and climbing.  i'm pretty sure that the volcanoes of ecuador are my next objective.  and this hairy nomad is even contemplating beginning maybe my biggest adventure yet: putting down some roots and getting a piece of land in the mountains; growing vegetables and brewing beer and hiking more and working less.

it feels good to write again.  i'll do my best to bring you some entertaining stories and sweet pics from wherever i go.  thanks for reading.