It’s hard to believe that during my walk I managed to write a blog every single day. Some evenings I was so physically exhausted that I was quite literally falling asleep while typing, yet somehow I always got it done. At the time, it felt important — essential even — to document the journey as it unfolded, to capture both the physical challenges and the emotional highs and lows while they were still raw and real.

What surprises me now is that I still haven’t gone back and read them. I’m not entirely sure why. Perhaps it’s because revisiting that time feels daunting, or maybe I’m simply not ready yet to relive everything I poured onto the page.
Over the past few months, I’ve received so many beautiful messages about my writing. People have been incredibly kind, complimenting not just the style but the honesty of the content. Quite a few of you have told me how much you miss the blogs and have encouraged me to keep going. I want you to know how grateful I am for every single message — they truly mean more to me than I can put into words.
I also owe you an apology for the long pause in posting. As you may have noticed from my last couple of blogs, I haven’t been in a great place. Writing, which once felt natural and almost therapeutic, suddenly became very hard. When your head isn’t in the right space, even finding the words can feel like climbing another mountain.

But I’ve come to realise that stepping away entirely isn’t the answer. Writing has always helped me process things, even when it’s uncomfortable. So I’ve decided it’s time to return to the habit — gently, without pressure — and see where it leads.
I can’t promise these posts will be quite as dramatic or adventurous as last year’s. The photographs may not be as spectacular either. But then again… you never know. Life still has a way of surprising us, and perhaps there are new stories waiting to be told.

So if you’re still here, thank you ❤️. Thank you for your patience, your kindness, and for walking alongside me in this quieter chapter. I don’t know exactly where these words will lead, but I do know that writing them feels like taking a small step forward — and for now, that’s enough.
So, here we go — back in the saddle. This photo is me and my friend Lisa in the Sahara. In a few weeks time we will be on our Arctic adventure together.






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