Justin

In one of my very first memories I’m four or five years old and I’ve discovered a worn footpath alongside a busy road near our house. In the distance I can see mountains, beautiful snow-covered towering mountains. I get on my bicycle and peddle.

Little did I know, those mountains that captivated me were a hundred miles away. Needless to say, I never made it. But, strangely, I have no memory of ever turning back.

The thirst for adventure infected me young. Each summer we took a family trip to visit relatives on the other side of the Canadian Rockies in BC. A highlight of that annual escape was stopping somewhere in the national parks to hike or climb up to a waterfall or simply have a picnic in a secluded forest. When we got to BC my cousin and I would often jump on our bikes and peddle like mad to scramble up some local peak. But I dreamed of more distant, exotic adventures.

Here you’ll find a site dedicated to adventure travel and discovering authentic experiences in off-the-beaten-track locations. My first trip outside North America wasn’t Europe or Australia or any of the other places a first-time overseas traveller might choose. I went to Antarctica – the coldest, highest, and driest continent on earth. Since 2009, I’ve had the opportunity to focus much more of my time on travel. I’ve felt the calling to see such unique places as Bhutan, Bangladesh, Kilimanjaro, and North Korea, but I always come back to Canada for its peacefulness and solitude.

My current goal is to visit 40 countries by my 40th birthday. That’s two years away and I’ve got eight countries to go. Will I make it?