To celebrate my thirtieth birthday in February, my siblings and friends and I rented a cabin to spend the long weekend in the Shuswap, BC. I had hoped for a winter playground where we could ski, snowshoe, and skate on a frozen lake, but there was very little snow in this small community, about a five-hour drive northeast of Vancouver. It didn't matter, though; it was a fun celebration with people I love.
In March, I flew to Nepal to participate in a Habitat for Humanity build near the town of Pokhara. It was a lovely little adventure. For much of the trip, the mountains were covered by clouds, but on arrival to town we were treated to this view. Even living in the shadows of mountains, I never tire of their beauty. And the Himalayas are huge, if you had any doubts.
April showers bring spring flowers.
I was counting down the days to May's long weekend, traditionally signalling the start of summer in Canada, for my first camping trip. I went to Cheakamus Lake in Garibaldi Provincial Park, near Whistler, BC, with a couple good friends and we hiked to our favourite camping spot, right on the beach.
In June, I took transit all the way down to Steveston, Richmond to run in my first half-marathon. For the first half of the 21.1 kilometre race, I ran towards the Vancouver Airport, with full view of planes landing and taking off. It was a beautiful sight—and a great distraction from the run!
My girlfriends and I have an annual summer tradition (two years strong!) of a week-long backpacking trip. Last summer, we did Garibaldi Provincial Park; this July, it was Cape Scott Provincial Park. The isolated park made for a quiet, though not lonely, adventure in this beautiful corner of the island.
The highlight of August, no doubt, was summiting Mount Kilimanjaro. After decades of dreaming about it and a year of planning—and saving! (It was crazy-expensive!)—I finally got to cross this one off my bucket list.
In September, my sister and I spent one last summer day at the PNE (Pacific National Exhibition), Vancouver's fairgrounds, and gouged on "the best fish and chips in town," deep fried Mars bars, and cotton candy.
I captured this shot after a short venture across the Burrard Inlet to North Vancouver in October.
One of my favourite things to do is to go for a walk around Vancouver. On this November day, I took my niece for a stroll around her neighbourhood and we admired the fall colours and interesting architecture.
In December, my whole family flew to Hawaii to celebrate the Christmas holidays. I finally learned how to surf and caught my first good wave! This Instagram makes me laugh because it certainly is what surfing feels like most of the time. But crashing is just as much fun, so surf's up!
Looking forward to 2016!