Guiding entrepreneurs to the top

So an unintended but good outcome of the Covid-19 downtime was that I joined up with a group of like-minded suckers for pain who get together once a month in the name of hiking. Over the last two years we have literally gone up frigid mountains and down into hellish and scorched earth depths of dry valleys in the never-ending search for adventure.

Our ruddy cheeks have savoured the cold spray of waterfalls nestled deep in mountain forests, where getting to the glorious view requires slipping and sliding on treacherous muddy paths often jealously guarded by furious safari ants. Consequently, more often than not many of the hikes begin with a quiet session on personal existentialism, with each of us asking ourselves what in heavens name got one out of bed four hours past the midnight witching hour to expose oneself to the brutal geographic and climatic elements.