I have been blessed with a love of the outdoors from early childhood. I grew up in rural Ontario, Canada, and everything we did as kids were outdoor. The first months of my life were spent aboard a sailboat. From early on, we sailed, windsurfed, canoed, kayaked, water-skied, cycled, and invented activities like iceberg sailing and tractor toboggans. Long before mountain bikes, we were blending bike bits, racing down the forest trail, and hitting the jump to land in the swimming pool! Before three-wheelers (the precursor to quad bikes) we were removing the mowing deck from the tractor, driving the forest trails, and towing toboggans through the apple orchards, the rotten ‘grounders’ were slick and the slides impressive.
My father and I cut miles of trail through the forest and we enjoyed countless moonlit nights cross-country skiing. I built a 5-hole golf course on the property at the age of 11, complete with hand-dug sand traps.
Summer camp in Algonquin Park and a school curriculum heavily laden with outdoor adventure shaped the person I have become. Thanks to these formative experiences, I chose a different trail, spending the last 30 years living out of a backpack, panniers, and saddlebags. My journeys have taken me around the world and outdoor adventure is always the name of the game. The stories are endless.