My story begins having a childhood of travel, from Ottawa all the way west by air and road. Growing up the majority of my life in Winnipeg, I was inspired at age 10 to become a photographer. Taking a road trip from Toronto to Winnipeg, I was given a Crayola camera. I snapped hundreds of images… and not a single one worked. From that point on, I knew I had to recapture all those beautiful moments.
I focused my entire life around photography, attended specific schools and studied in and outside of classrooms, leading me west to Squamish. Here I became a photographer for a reputable snowmobile and dogsledding outfitter and fell in love with the sport and one of its workers, so much that we moved to Golden to start our own dogsledding outfit together.
Until a year ago, I spent seven days a week dog sledding, photographing, working hard and in a partnership. But one sudden decision ended it all. At that moment, I decided to leave an entire life - my life – behind so that I could really live.