This is #ProjectNomad

Yesterday I set out to write a review of the last year of my life, from a professional standpoint, and in the process I came to the realization that I'd actually had a pretty good 2019, creatively speaking.

So now I'm going to try to do the same with my personal life.

It...

I'm not quite where I want to be yet. That's the main takeaway, I think, as the new year dawns.

I came into 2019 determined not to surrender to my frustration with the state of my career. I'd toyed with the idea of retiring from the writing game, but I still loved telli...

I was scrolling through my Facebook Memories today when a post came up from ten years ago that caught my eye.

"Ah, rejection," I wrote, on November 5, 2009. "I wish I could say I've missed you."

2009 was a tumultuous year for me. That summer, I left a good job in Vancouv...

I'd intended to be lazy, once I arrived in Landmannalaugar at the top end of Iceland's famous 57km Laugavegur trail.

I'd completed the trail--and the 25km Fimmvörðuháls hike just to the south--over three days, the last two of them solo, and as I waited for my friends to...

"I'm made for this," I thought, as I descended the last leg of Iceland's famous Laugavegur trail, picking my way across a barren plain of volcanic rock and down into swirling mists and sulphurous plumes toward the trail's end at Landmannalaugar. 

"There's nowhere else I...

"I would kill a man for an orange," I thought, as I sat shovelling yet more trail mix into my mouth amid freezing rain and sulphurous mist, somewhere in the volcanic wasteland.

Back home, fresh fruits and veggies are a staple of my diet, but since I'd arrived in Iceland...

My flight from Vancouver to Reykjavik was an overnight job, roughly seven hours from gate to gate.

I'd intended to sleep the whole way, but I got sidetracked instead watching the documentary FREE SOLO, about a man named Alex Honnold who sets out to climb Yosemite's 3300...

"There are parts of this trail where if you make a mistake, you will die," the warden at the Baldvinsskáli hut told us cheerfully.

Then she smiled.

"So don't make a mistake."

My friends Jason, Darren, Krystin and Daulton and I were midway through the first day of what we'...

Some time ago, a young man died whom I didn't know well, but who was good friends with many people I did. His name was Justin Shronk, and his death was sudden and tragic, and I remember vividly the sense of loss that enveloped our little poker reporting community in th...

I think that if you invest ten years into something, it's natural to hope to see equity.

Whether it's a mortgage or a career, you'd like to think you're making progress. That you've swapped out those ten years of your life for something you can build on.

I've been thinki...