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Annie is about to reach for the next climbing hold on a boulder in Macedonia

Looking for Annie

One question has been haunting me the last few months: How do you go back to something you used to do, used to BE – when that person no longer exists?

Why is my lake so far away?!

I’m starting to eye the upcoming week for my first attempt at some proper swimpacking. And here I am, not swimming.

Two Years Of Riding Solo

Two years ago, on this very day, I arrived in Sweden, ready to ride my bike to the Nordkapp.

When I set out, I didn’t know a lot of things – and that was about to change.

The Last Story – Strolls Down Memory Lane

I didn’t start out with a plan on how to write these stories. But I did think I knew what the finish line would look like. I thought I would eventually, somewhere in the past, stumble upon a story that would explain how I got here. A turning point, a plot twist of sorts.

In Love With Something New

I used to feel bad about my lack of focus, my tendency to prefer being a Jack-Of-All-Trades rather than a specialist at just one thing.

But I won’t apologize for it anymore.