As a kid my Grandpa took us on week long ice fishing trips…
Deep in the northern Ontario wilderness, my Grandpa loved exploring new lakes. The challenge of getting there through the thick bush on snowmobile was half the fun, and there was always the hope we would find THE lake where all the fish were hiding. These were my earliest fond memories.
My Grandpa's passion to explore was the gift he gave me. It's taken me to places I could never have imagined, including an 1,100km, 25 day canoe expedition in Northern Canada filled with white water and polar bears. These are the moments that fill my soul.
When paddling a river, or climbing a peak there's a hunger that compels me to see what's around the next corner. Following this curiosity always takes me to beautiful places, both in art and adventure.