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Beyond that
last blue mountain barred with snow.... - Flecker, The
Golden Journey to SamarkandThere
and Back Again...
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Those who
have known me a long time know my love for the
outdoors, especially mountains (like Cerro Torre
in the Patagonias - left). Unfortunately, I
stopped doing a lot outdoors after I graduated
from McGill in 92. Many of my outdoors buddies
left town after graduation. It also didn't help
that the the people I hung out with and the girls
I went out with after that were city slickers and
didn't much care for the outdoors. By 1995, when
I went to HongKong, I wasn't doing anything
outdoorsy, except walking from my house to my car. |
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| Well, I'm happy to
report that things have come full circle. After I moved
from home, and especially after my brother moved to
Calgary, I started playing outdoors again. At first it
was whenever I went to visit my brother - hiking
Kindersley's Pass in BC and skiing at Louise and 'Rama.
Now I climb, hike, ski and backpack. This year I've
started backcountry skiing, and in Australia (1992), I started scuba diving. I make an annual trip with Lynne to the White Mountains and I try to get out to the Rockies at least once a year as well. As you can see, my
favorite playground is the mountains, though I intend to
tackle Ontario's numerous waterways by canoe in the
upcoming summers. |