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Base Camp 14th Anniversary…

14 years ago my friends, Jim and Melissa, and I headed to Nepal. We found our way from Kathmandu to a little village named Jiri at the end of the road. There we put on our packs, raised our eyes to the peaks of the revered Himalayas crowning the distant clouds and started walking. Weeks later we arrived at Everest Base Camp and, from atop Kala Pattar, got to gaze upon Sagarmatha, “Mother of the Universe”, Mt. Everest, the highest point any human could go on this planet.

It was also the start of my own Base Camp. A journey that continues to astound me, teach me, introduce me to incredible new things, places, people and events. And to show me that there are still higher places to strive for, more things to achieve, discover, create, try.

A heartfelt and honest thanks to you my friends, family and loved ones for making all that possible. For teaching me, for including me, for thinking of me, for hiring me, for listening to me, for inspiring me. Even writers much better than I would have a hard time encompassing how truly lucky I feel. I try to work hard to earn that luck.

So please give me the honor of buying you a pint at Dangerous Man Brewing in NE tonight. I’ll be there at 5pm. Hope you can make it, but hurry up, we’ve got a lot of adventures awaiting, my friends. Put on your packs and let’s go. Namaste, you glorious bastards.



The Tallest Man in the World

It goes without saying that a site called Base Camp needs to pay tribute the passing of Sir Edmund Hillary. An adequate beekeeper and a legendary explorer, he died last Friday at the age of 88.

Mr. Hillary is best known for making the first summit of Everest with Tenzing Norgay in 1953. They did it without Gore-Tex, without satellite phones and without someone going ahead and planning out routes. At the time, doctors weren’t even sure people could survive at that altitude. But, in Hillary’s words, they “knocked the bastard off”.


Afterwards, he went to the South Pole, explored the Ganges from mouth to source, and served as New Zealand’s High Commissioner to India, Nepal and Bangladesh. He later went to the North Pole becoming the first man to stand atop Everest and the two poles. His heart seemed to stay in the Himalayas, though, and they became a focal point of his philanthropic work for the rest of his life.

I’ve been lucky enough to have followed in some of his footsteps around the globe. Albeit with very tiny strides and shallow impressions compared to his history-making impact. He was exploring and discovering, not just for himself, but for the rest of the world. Whether it was in the Himalayas, or on an African river or in an Irish pub, everyone spoke highly of the man behind the accomplishments as well. It would be hard to think of a life better lived.

Having conquered the highest point in existence, he now looks down from a much higher vista.