I'll sleep when I'm dead.
Jack of all trades, master of none. That’s me. The dilettante in me has been capriciously hop-skotching through so many activities this past two years (with my motorcycle as the only constant) that I had barely even noticed my rock … Continued
Bansko, Bulgaria. Bright sun in a cloudless sky. Far from being cold, I am actually starting to sweat despite the snow up here at 2000m. It’s day two of snowboarding and I am gliding in smooth, easy zig zags down the … Continued
I love hitting things. And kicking things. A lot. It’s a bit of a contradiction for someone who spends considerable time and energy trying to consciously evolve, but I long ago came to terms with the fact that the universe is … Continued
Jikle. That was the word I was looking for. Couldn’t find it in seslisozluk online Turkish dictionary. Or rather, I couldn’t tell which of the 20 entries was the one I needed. Vedat to the rescue. He knows engines AT … Continued
You know you’ve had a good day of climbing when your iPhone can’t recognize your fingerprint; you have managed to mangle your digits beyond readability. Or maybe that happens to me because I am not climbing often enough… When you … Continued
Don’t think performing in the circus is an extreme sport? Watch the Cirque du Soleil acrobat hang tenuously from a hand, a foot, or just their neck as they spin furiously and contort on a rope high off the ground… … Continued
So, I have been engaging in a lot of extreme activities over the past year. Not really any more extreme than my usual pursuits (rock climbing, canyoning) or previous pursuits (yacht racing), but maybe more variety and more intense daily … Continued