It all started years ago with an avid mountaineer as a father, and a mother that loved adventure. My Pops had my brother, Trevor, and me on top of the Grand Teton by age 12. On the verge of hypothermia, we summited and were awarded the most spectacular view, one I’ll never forget. This was my first real experience of what our awesome planet had to offer, and I was hooked.

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 As young men, my father would load all of us up and head to the desert in Southern Utah and Northern Arizona. We’d hike and explore the narrow slot canyons and take in the rich Native American topography the area offered. We took weekend trips to the local Wasatch Mountains, sleep under the stars, and enjoy the tranquil peacefulness the mountains offer. As we grew to have our own families, we continued to follow the passion for adventure, and share this experience with our loved ones. We have been lucky enough to experience adventures from exploring Manchu Pichu in Peru, hiking Kjerag & Trolltunga in Norway, backpacking through Argentina, Uruguay, and Puerto Rico, sailing the Gulf Islands in Canada to scuba diving the Reef in Mexico, surfing in Costa Rica, and many other adventures close to home. 

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In 2013 a tragic accident occurred sending my brother, Trevor, on his greatest adventure yet. After losing my brother, I took to heart the real meaning of adventure. From summiting mountain peaks to scuba diving and sailing the crystal-clear waters of our oceans, adventure is what drives me. Now more than ever. With my heart full of love and feeling my brother’s passion, I know The Adventure Never Ends for sure.