It was 105 degrees, you’re taking the most insane sh*ts in the porta potty poop sauna, you’re running on Red Bull and meat sticks, and everyone around you is operating at level 12 intensity as they quite literally risk their lives. 

The energy on the hill is this strange mix of total focus and controlled chaos. You learn very quickly to read the room, stay out of the way, and never under any circumstances walk onto a line when an athlete is dropping. 

It All Begins Here…

Here's what this is not: a highlight reel. You've got my Instagram and demo reel for that. This is the other stuff. The 105-degree desert hikes with a 60-pound pack. The time I lost two hard drives in one week. The moments where I’m standing on a mountain somewhere in BC wondering how I convinced anyone to pay me to be there, the 18th time I dislocated my shoulder and my knee.