The journal
Field notes from the wild.
Words from the water, the trail, the camp and the road. New entries as they happen — film coming soon.
WaterI almost stayed home
Twelve degrees at Cosy Bay, more swell than I wanted, and a head full of reasons not to go. Then I dived.
Field NotesInto the wild: why Evado exists
This isn't a business plan. It's a standing invitation to leave the made world behind — starting with words, soon with film.
WaterThe cold teaches you to breathe
A morning in the Cape kelp, where the Atlantic is eight degrees and the only way down is to slow everything right down.
TrailWhy I run where there's no one
Roads are for training. Trails are for something else entirely — a quieter, older kind of clearing out.