Day one of our Maritime Alps trek takes us from Entracque to Rifugio San Giacomo, through forests, rivers, nostalgia and Alpine silence.
Day one of our Maritime Alps trek takes us from Entracque to Rifugio San Giacomo, through forests, rivers, nostalgia and Alpine silence.
After a year away from proper trekking, I head to the Maritime Alps with one of my best friends, old gear and a lot of nervous excitement.
From a nine-hour bus ride to the heart of the capital. A journey through difficult farewells, city errands, and the joy of unexpected reunions.
From the “Rich Coast” misnomer to a flag inspired by revolution. A look at Costa Rica’s name, government, and its unique path to peace.
From the “Baby Jesus” hangover of the century to the decision to finally lose my tattoo virginity. A journey through post-graduation bliss, dried blood, and Photoshop scribbles.
From the “natural high” of 40 meters to the chaos of the most scandalous divemaster graduation in Utila history. A journey through narcosis, dolphins, and a “BJ” manger.
From mastering the cinching line wrap on the Halliburton to the sting of a Colombian farewell. A journey through technical reels, perfect knots, and buoy assaults.
From the awe of a giant lionfish to the shock of a cocky diver’s coral catastrophe. A journey through final certifications, career Plan Bs, and sock-filled wrecks.
From being in Demi Lovato’s top 0.01% of listeners to giving students hell underwater. A journey through unbuckled BCDs, impish rescue drills, and karaoke kisses.
From assisting my first Advanced course to becoming the island’s unofficial masseuse. A journey through buoyancy squares, marching bands, and the world’s worst pasta.