It isn’t easy to pick one adventure for us. We come from similar backgrounds and have followed similar paths that are intertwined with frequent intersections. The deviation was often painful because when we crossed, there were fireworks. We don’t have one, singular adventure we are passionate about. Our adventure is our journey together and our passion is taking it to new heights.
Robyn, the brains (and the camera) of the operation, is studying law in Victoria but always finds her way home to Calgary any chance she gets. I, Jake, the daredevil, am at the University of Calgary and always trying to find the next adrenaline rush. Together, we love the hustle of the city almost as much as we love getting away for a trip to the mountains. Some may call us a little reckless at times, but we are just looking to get the most out of this life.
We grew up together. Each year of high school, our families would get together in Nelson, BC to hike up the Kokanee Glacier. We would set up shop at the Kokanee cabin and rip around some of the most beautiful backcountry in the world for a few days. We hiked, boot skied on the glacier, and surfed on icebergs in freezing lakes. In the evenings, we would play games and tell catch up on our year apart. Robyn and I grew closer each year we went up there. We are very fortunate to have spent time up there and cherish the memories we have from up where life seems so simple.
In 2013, we were in Quebec City for Red Bull Crashed Ice; I was competing, and Robyn was shooting the event. It was an incredible experience. Over 100,000 spectators lining a track that weaved its way through the historic streets of Quebec. It was my second year competing and Robyn’s first year shooting. I was so lucky to have her and some of my family there to share the experience with.
Between Crashed Ice and now, we sent letters back and forth and we’d get together when our time in Calgary overlapped. Unlike most people our age, we’d meet up at our favourite coffee spots in town and spend hours talking. When it was time to say goodbye, we always, somehow, managed to steal an extra hour of each other’s time. Those goodbyes were tough, and with both of us being so busy, we would drift apart until the next time we went for coffee. What was so reaffirming was that no matter how long it had been since we had seen or spoken to one another, we always picked up right where we left off.
The summer of 2016 was our first summer together as a couple. It’s crazy to think all that we have managed to pack into an abbreviated summer. Despite being super busy with work; we have put a lot of kilometers on a lot of different treads. We sat front row and were covered head-to-toe in mud while watching the Stampede rodeo only to have it washed off by torrential downpour shortly after. We have done some epic road cycling in the Kootenays, and had our fair share of cycling tours to our favourite city haunts as well. We have summited mountains. We have camped and made coffee on a beach. It’s funny reminiscing on it all now—time goes way too fast, but we’ve already accomplished so much.
All of our adventures have something in common, a good cup of coffee. Every drive starts with caffeination and every excursion is rehashed over an Americano or two. We have always bonded over adventure and coffee; it’s what kept us close over so many years and finally brought us together. It’s early in our adventure, but I can’t wait to see where our next adventure takes us.