Looking Back to the Pacific Northwest
I haven’t written nearly as much as I wanted to these last 6 months. Getting caught up in the everyday hustle and bustle of life, of starting up a business (this site), and of being a massive procrastinator are my excuses, albeit crappy ones at that. When I decided to take a 6 month sabbatical back in November, I was pretty lost on what I wanted to do with my future, both personally and professionally.
I can’t exactly say that I’ve found what I’m looking for during this time off, but I can say with certainty that it was the correct thing to do. I often wonder if I have the balls, guts, and sheer determination to continue to follow my dreams and passions. But then I look back on all the amazing experiences I got to share this winter, how many incredible stories I’ve read on this site, and how many people I’ve got to meet and learn from. And I realize that yes, my life is my own. The decisions I make and paths I follow are the ones I make, and no one else’s. It’s mine to live with and do good with. If that good is to continue pushing others to follow their dreams and passions by inspiring them to do the things they love, then that makes it all worthwhile.
Apart of the goals I made when leaving my job were to ski as much as possible, to travel, and to open my mind. I did in fact ski my brains out, meet amazing people along the way, and travel to the Pacific Northwest where I continued to push my boundaries on the mountain. Looking back to my travels, I’m reminded that no matter how scary something seems, or how daunting an obstacle appears, it’s rarely as scary as you make it out to be. With that said, here are some pictures from Whistler and Bachelor taken back in March.
Here’s to always moving forward, never looking back, and a summer full of single track.