I can be restless at home, but here, I find a strange comfort and a settling; a deep grounding in my bones despite the flurry of activity, of comings and goings, of hellos and goodbyes. I do some of my best writing, thinking and being at airport gates and on airplanes, several thousand feet above ground.

On bringing home Autumn, my 3 month old Australian Shepherd. I named her Autumn after the season in which she would come into my life; a season that holds significance for many a reason.

Moments from camp, our day hike to yet another glacier, and an icy swim in a lake. This is Part 2 of a two-part series documenting my weekend outdoors with Colour The Trails Alberta.

A hike on a glacier with total strangers, now my friends. This is Part 1 of a two-part series documenting my weekend outdoors with Colour The Trails Alberta.

On July 1st, J & Freya drove 3,200km away to move to Ontario—and took two very large pieces of my soul with them. This was our last hike together in the mountains, on the summer solstice, Sunday, June 20th, 2021.

One Sunday in May, Freya and I headed up to the mountains early to hike East End of Rundle (otherwise known as EEOR). It would be our first scramble (i.e., a trail that involves both hiking & climbing over rocks) together.

A Friday off in the solitude of the forest with my sweet Freya girl. We explored the woods with no aim, no final destination, simply wandering and delighting in the signs of spring: the greenery, the wildflowers starting to bloom, the juniper berries, the squirrels and the sounds of the birds.

If you’ve been looking to make the switch to a more sustainable life but you don’t know where to start, here are some simple swaps you can make at home.

It wouldn’t be hiking in the Canadian Rockies without getting caught in a blizzard. It was the last weekend of August, and we set out to summit Cirque Peak, a 15.9km out-and-back trail in Banff National Park.

In finding myself in active or outdoor spaces on a regular basis, I have noticed how there are fewer people of colour (especially women of colour) sharing these spaces with me, especially in the predominantly white mountain town where I live.

Last week, 8 people (6 of them Asian women) were killed at three different Asian massage parlours in Atlanta, Georgia. There has been a significant increase in anti-Asian sentiment, as well as an increase in assaults against Asians since the rise of COVID-19.

Wondering what to wear when you’re hiking or cross-country skiing in Banff? Here are some of my tips for the best sustainable outdoor gear for winter adventures in the Canadian Rockies.

A few weeks ago, J, Freya & I spent a weekend off-the-grid at Mt. Engadine. We left the laptops at home, bringing only our books, my camera and our phones. The last time we were here was about a week before the pandemic really “started"—before life in lockdown, in March 2020. Freya was just 6 months old.

I have been pondering on what to write in this post for a while. It’s February now, and the calendar says it’s 2021, but in many ways it doesn’t feel like we have left 2020 behind.

Get yourself friends who will say yes to hiking 80+ kilometres and 2,000+ metres of elevation gain over 4 days with you. In mid-August, Brittany, Sam, Justin & I hiked to Mt. Assiniboine Provincial Park, a world-renowned mountain destination and home to the second tallest peak in the Canadian Rockies.

As I write this, summer is a distant memory. The sun bids us adieu before 6pm; the mountain peaks are snow-covered once again; and the temperature gauge flirts above and below 0ºC.

On the last weekend of June, we packed two coolers, a couple bags, our camping gear and our dog into the back of our car and made our way to Ontario to visit Justin’s family and the farm. We drove over 3,400km through three provinces across four-and-a-half days to get there.

Halfway through 2020, the summer we spend most of the year waiting for arrives. It brings with it the full weight of joyful promises and optimistic mountain objectives from summers past, and our muscles ache not from bracing ourselves against winter’s bitter chill, but from throwing ourselves wholeheartedly into the warmest days we’ll have all year.

Like many of you, the last few weeks have weighed heavily on me. Now is not the time for my voice, but I wanted to share why I feel so strongly about the deaths of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Regis Korchinski-Paquet and countless other BIPOC who have died at the hands of the police.

A window into our lives at the start of the COVID-19 pandemic.