Welcome to Less Is More the personal blog of a digital advertising connoisseur, media man, skier, somewhat avid cyclist, foodie, wine lover, car & history buff. Questions?

 

Serious blogging, Mt. Everest has a 3G network now.  Live blogging happening now on the 29,029 ft ascent. 

The sun sets on another amazing trip.  When is the next one? Who cares, it is too soon.
Tonight for a few more hours I relish the sun block smell, the taste of coconuts, sand in my shoes, the newly golden hairs, and the oddly placed tan lines.   Was it all too much, too soon, too good?
Maybe, but I earned it.

The sun sets on another amazing trip.  When is the next one? Who cares, it is too soon.

Tonight for a few more hours I relish the sun block smell, the taste of coconuts, sand in my shoes, the newly golden hairs, and the oddly placed tan lines.   Was it all too much, too soon, too good?

Maybe, but I earned it.

Hiking is so different than running or walking or cycling. Your fingers cramp, you fear for life more than you enjoy what you are doing at times, and you fight mental and physically urges to not look down.  

Then you reach the top, take a huge breath and say only one thing, “wow.” Almost everyone can’t say anything more than “wow.”  I have hiked with plenty of people and this is the most used word, besides the occasional “whoa.”  Maybe it is the lack of oxygen, or the hiking high, but in unison all that is said is “wow.” 

Find your wow moment today, and I guarantee you it is not indoors.

Hiking is so different than running or walking or cycling. Your fingers cramp, you fear for life more than you enjoy what you are doing at times, and you fight mental and physically urges to not look down.

Then you reach the top, take a huge breath and say only one thing, “wow.” Almost everyone can’t say anything more than “wow.” I have hiked with plenty of people and this is the most used word, besides the occasional “whoa.” Maybe it is the lack of oxygen, or the hiking high, but in unison all that is said is “wow.”

Find your wow moment today, and I guarantee you it is not indoors.

It felt like I handed landed on the moon.  Rocks were everywhere, and there was not a soul on the beach.  These photos do not need an edit in my opinion, they should serve as a reminder of the natural unedited beauty of nature we see with our our eyes.  Thank you Pav for suggesting to visit El Matador beach.

Last lights of New York City for a couple weeks.

“The opposite for courage is not cowardice, it is conformity. Even a dead fish can go with the flow.”

~J. Hightower

“The opposite for courage is not cowardice, it is conformity. Even a dead fish can go with the flow.”

~J. Hightower