Thinking about it now makes me gulp and feel like I should run around the block and do some press ups in order to prepare.
I am the captain of a four person team taking part in the Patagonia Expedition Race 2016. This race is serious. ‘The Last Wild Race’ ‘The Toughest Race on Earth’. It will seperate the men from the boys. (In my case the women.)
Below are a few videos from past expeditions. Some were filmed professionally, some were just shot on iPhones. The adventure showreel contains material not shot by me (I had to get in it somehow) and it is also over a year old so is not up to date.
So you’ve found yourself on my ‘blog’. I never thought I’d set up a blog but after having written a few entries now, I am rather enjoying the release aspect of it. Take a look top right at the menu and widgets for the blog entires.
I am 22 going on 23 come July this year (2015). I grew up in the beautiful countryside of Suffolk as an only child. I found myself climbing and exploring the countryside as the best way to spend time. This has been amplified into what I essentially do now.. I am, I guess, an adventurer in training..
People are nice. We forget this and assume the whole world is out to get us.
My faith for humanity was restored to me on the first day of my Spanish 500 mile hike that began and ended at the coast. I went through the Picos mountain range and into some very remote areas where people were sparse.
I had been walking for 8 and a half hours and my body wasn’t acclimatised at all. My pack weighed 26kg (more than it should’ve because I’d decided to self support as well as bringing all my camera equipment.)
It rubbed my hips with each step but it didn’t seem to bother me until I took a glance at them the following evening- red raw and lumpy.