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Huayhuash Circuit (day 8): Rasac to Huayllapa

25 November 2019

Last Updated on 17 April 2026

Although today’s hike is quite short and lacks a lot of the previous day’s dramatic scenery, it is incredibly dramatic and memorable in other ways. From our camp at the base of Rasac and its chilly glacier, we descend to Huayllapa, passing waterfalls and the most green vegetation we’ve seen in days, to find our missing family member and make some amazing local connections that will become a distinct highlight of the whole trip.

🏔️ Check out my Huayhuash Circuit Trail Guide for detailed daily route descriptions (including all the best alternate routes & extensions), hike logistics, and a complete packing list.

Trail stats: Rasac to Huayllapa

Stats quoted here are for my recommended 10-day “adventure route” that incorporates ruta alpina (high alpine alternatives to the standard route) and epic side-trips along the Huayhuash Circuit whenever possible.

  • Trail hours: 4hrs
  • Distance: 13.1km
  • Elevation gain: 60m
  • Highest elevation: Laguna Rasac 4,270m
  • Highlights: Early morning views of Rasac from the tent; re-uniting with Eileen and making some wonderful local friends in Huayllapa
  • Campsite: Omar & Flor’s in Huayllapa
Dad at Rasac

This morning is not like all of our other mornings on the trail, specifically because Eileen is still MIA. We are keenly aware of her absence as we busy ourselves with breakfast and packing up the tent (at one of the most spectacular camps thus far along the trail, just beneath Rasac). Dampening the morning cheer is the fact that we did not see Eileen come down from the pass either late last night or early this morning. 

I am now thoroughly convinced that she must be in Huayllapa, the tiny town just 15min off the main Huayhaush trail. If I were alone on the top of a pass without a tent or a stove, I know my first thought would be to descend into town. Still, dad is worried that she may have been stuck on the other side of the pass or even camped atop the pass, which means we should keep waiting at the trail junction just in case she appears. If she’s in Huayllapa, she will be safe, but if she’s out here, she might need our help. We decide to wait until 10am before continuing down valley towards Huayllapa.

Eileen’s whereabouts don’t remain a mystery for long— before we’ve even left the valley, we meet a European man who tells us he’s found our missing third person. Apparently Eileen did descend to Huayllapa (not over the pass, although we don’t find this out until later) and is probably there now, looking for us. Knowing that Eileen is safe and in town, dad visibly relaxes and we begin to enjoy the valley scenery.

The morning’s walk is all flat or downhill, but surprisingly convoluted. We cross rivers about a dozen times within the first hour and then stumble over rock-strewn trails for the second and third. As we move farther from the high glaciers of Rasac and descend deeper into the valley, the scenery begins to change— we walk through sage brush and wildflowers, below waterfalls and slender trees, and along partially-dry river beds that smell strongly of fresh rain.

After several hours, two young girls acting as cobradores (collecting ticket money) for Huayllapa deliver us another message in Spanish: Eileen has been looking everywhere for us and she is staying at “Omar & Flor’s house” in town. The girls even hand us a small slip of paper with our names and these names scrawled in Eileen’s handwriting. Armed with this additional information, we continue the final section of our descent into Huayllapa, but only a few minutes later, another man relays the message that dad’s wife is in town crying because she can’t find us. We quicken our pace.

Finally, we come trotting down the main street (only street?) of Huayllapa around 3pm, accosted immediately by a tearful Eileen who has been sitting with a group of locals, Spanish-English dictionary gripped firmly in-hand, waiting for our arrival. She is safe and well, but has been worried sick about the pair of us, a possibility we didn’t quite consider because of how worried we were about her.

But, this is a teachable moment for the whole family. After much hashing and rehashing of the previous day’s events, everyone apologises and we make a better plan for any future separation— although the main plan is just to not separate again. It’s been a draining 36hrs for all involved, but we are happy to know that everyone is safe and we are all back together for the final stretch of the trip.

By this time, it’s after 5pm and too late to continue uphill to Huatiaq as planned, so we settle in for the night at Omar and Flor’s. When Eileen arrived last night at 8pm, this wonderful couple took her into their home (which is in the process of becoming a hostel), fed her, and helped her send word throughout the valley that she was looking for us.

Omar is a local schoolteacher and speaks only a few words of English (he was the owner of the Spanish-English dictionary), but he truly went above and beyond to assist Eileen, his wife Flor even accompanying Eileen as she held her trail-side watch at the front of town. Now that I’m here with my (admittedly poor) Spanish, Eileen has a whole host of things she wants me to say to Omar and Flor, profusely thanking them for their hospitality.

Dad and I are immediately the recipients of more hospitality, Flor cooking a beautiful hot lunch and opening up a second room for me to sleep in. I ask how much they’d like for the rooms, to which they reluctantly reply that S/10 (about $3USD) per bed is more than enough. Eileen forces the last of our money, nearly S/500 (about $150USD), into Omar’s hands while he tries to say that it’s not necessary— and still we wish we had more to give them. We tell him to use the money to add bathrooms to his house, the last thing he needs to do before he can open the hostel he’s been dreaming of.

Eileen is crying as she thanks Omar and Flor for everything they’ve done, with me trying (with difficulty) to translate the whole tearful affair. I think they do understand how thankful we are, but I also get the distinct feeling that they helped Eileen out of pure kindness, without ever expecting any special thanks or compensation. This is just the kind of people they are, and it’s not at all dissimilar from the incredible hospitality and compassion we’ve experienced from other Peruvians. This is such a beautiful country, due in large part to the people.

An amazing update: A couple months later, Omar emailed Eileen to let her know that not only has he added bathrooms with the money she gave him, but also built a patio out front and painted the exterior of the house. He is so grateful that he has named one of the bedrooms “the Brisbine room” and wanted a photo of our family that he could hang inside. I nearly cried when Eileen told me all this last week! It is now my ultimate dream that someone reading this blog post will go hike the Huayhuash Circuit, visit Huayllapa, stay in “the Brisbine room” at Omar and Flor’s, and give them a little more than S/10. I guarantee it will be a highlight of your trek.

Read more about the Huayhuash Circuit

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 1): QUARTELHUAIN TO LAGUNA MITUCOCHA

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 2): LAGUNA MITUCOCHA TO LAGUNA CARHUACOCHA

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 3): LAGUNA CARHUACOCHA TO HUAYHUASH

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 4): HUAYHUASH TO VICONGA

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 5): VICONGA TO CUYOC & PASO SAN ANTONIO

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 6): CUYOC & PASO SAN ANTONIO TO LAGUNA JURAUCOCHA

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 7): LAGUNA JURAUCOCHA TO RASAC VIA LAGUNA SANTA ROSA & PASO ROSARIO

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 9): HUAYLLAPA TO YAUCHA PUNTA

HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT (DAY 10): YAUCHA PUNTA TO QUARTELHUAIN VIA RONDOY PUNTA

THE ULTIMATE GUIDE TO INDEPENDENT & SOLO HIKING THE HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT IN PERU

HIGHLIGHTS FROM 10 DAYS ON THE HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT

SOLO HUAYHUASH CIRCUIT PACKING LIST: WHAT TO PACK FOR 10 DAYS WITHOUT A GUIDE

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Hey, I'm Brooke and I'm obsessed with exploring unique destinations, remote landscapes, and high-elevation summits around the world! I left Australia 6 years ago after finishing a PhD in Biomechanics & have been travelling the world full-time ever since, now joined by my husband/climbing partner, James. Whether it’s road-tripping through Mexico, climbing alpine peaks in the Andes, scuba diving in the Red Sea, or tackling epic via ferrata in the Dolomites, I hope this blog will inspire your future adventures & help you find wonder in every corner of the globe. xx bb

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  • Anonymous
    22 April 2020

    Hi Brooke,

    I have a few questions for you about your route and accommodations, when you have a chance, PM me at paulhepfer@me.com

    Thanks

    Paul

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    • brooke brisbine
      Anonymous
      22 April 2020

      Hi Paul,

      More than happy to answer any questions about my route and camping along the trail! Have you seen this post yet? https://brookebeyond.com/the-ultimate-guide-to-independent-solo-hiking-the-huayhuash-circuit-in-peru

      If you still have questions, fire away and I’ll do my best to answer!

      -Brooke

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  • paul hepfer
    13 April 2020

    Thanks Brooke for the great review, I’m trying to put together this trek for this fall and if I can find my way to the Brisbine room for a night I surely will

    Paul

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    • brooke brisbine
      paul hepfer
      19 April 2020

      So glad you found the posts helpful, Paul!

      I so hope you get to stay in the Brisbine room, and if you do, please send me a photo! I’d absolutely love to see how Omar & Flo are doing 🙂

      Enjoy the trek, it’s incredible!!

      -Brooke

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  • final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
  • if you’ve ever thought bed should be on the ground, temps should be sub-zero, and air should have WAY less oxygen, allow me to recommend:

📍 Illimani High Camp (5,500m)

in all honesty, this was one of the most spectacular nights I’ve EVER spent in a tent, and Pachamama even hooked us up with perfectly calm conditions ahead of the big day 🤩🤩

—
#illimani #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering #basecamp
  • Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
  • Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
  • We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
  • Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
  • There was a time I thought that great adventures could only happen alone, and I was so worried to lose all of the wild, independent, adventurous parts of myself in a relationship.

Within just a few weeks of meeting each other, James seemed to sense this, and told me if I needed to go climb another Aconcagua alone, he’d sit at base camp and be my support team. In those early days, it felt like exactly what I’d always wanted to hear.

But I quickly found that I was so wrong about the ways this relationship would change my life. We’ve been together for nearly every minute of the last few years and I have never ONCE wished to be on the mountain alone. 

The right person elevates your life in a million small & powerful & surprising & wonderful ways, and now all of my great adventures are even greater with my extremely cool husband right there next to me. 

Cheers to a lifetime of venturing into the unknown together @jamesalsobeyond 🖤✨
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photos by our infinitely talented friend @norrisniman
  • One of the best-kept secrets in the Albanian Alps is Buni Jezercës, the Great Valley of Lakes ✨

With Peaks of the Balkans and countless day hikes passing through the neighbouring Ropojana Valley, Buni Jezercës feels totally untouched— yet it’s home to the tallest & most spectacular peaks in the range, ripe for the scrambling. 

Of all the incredible places we experienced hiking through these mountains for 12 days, this was truly the highlight! I’m already planning a return trip with a tent so we can post up for a bit and climb everything in sight…

>>> On a related note, my Peaks of the Balkans planning guide is finally done!! It is LONG but totally worth the read for anyone looking to tackle the most epic version of POB!

🔗  brookebeyond.com/peaks-of-the-balkans

—
#peaksofthebalkans #bunijezerces #majajezerce #albania #albanianalps
  • Can you guess which photos are from which?!

After visiting two summers in a row, we’re convinced that Montenegro is the new Dolomites (that’s right, these are ALL from Montenegro!). Amazing trail infrastructure and incredible limestone peaks, but without the crowds 🤩🤩

Photos from Prokletije National Park, Maganik Mountains, and Durmitor National Park— we can’t wait to get back to explore more!!

__

#peaksofthebalkans #durmitornationalpark #prokletije #accursedmountains #dolomites
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  • final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
  • if you’ve ever thought bed should be on the ground, temps should be sub-zero, and air should have WAY less oxygen, allow me to recommend:

📍 Illimani High Camp (5,500m)

in all honesty, this was one of the most spectacular nights I’ve EVER spent in a tent, and Pachamama even hooked us up with perfectly calm conditions ahead of the big day 🤩🤩

—
#illimani #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering #basecamp
  • Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
  • Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
  • We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
  • Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨

The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. 

Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani!

With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂

The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. 

We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩

—
#illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
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final summit in Bolivia: Illimani (6,438m) 🏔️✨ The imposing massif of Illimani absolutely dominates the skyline in La Paz, and after spending an entire month staring at the mountain from our 25th-floor apartment, it was pretty incredible to find myself on the summit— just one day before our departing flights. Even with so much “extra” time, we still came right down to the wire on the weather window for Illimani! With James sick at High Camp, I headed to the summit alone with our guide after several sleepless nights. And just like clockwork, above 6000m on a -15C alpine start, I was reminded pretty powerfully of my last high-altitude expedition (up Aconcagua) where I’d sworn I’d never do this again 😂 The rush on the summit is always enough to make me forget, though, and there’s such a special satisfaction in reaching ✨la cumbre✨ after a glorious struggle through freezing, oxygen-poor air. We definitely do it for days like this! Not a cloud in the sky, almost windless, what a time to be alive at 6,438m 🤩 — #illimani #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #lacumbre
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if you’ve ever thought bed should be on the ground, temps should be sub-zero, and air should have WAY less oxygen, allow me to recommend:

📍 Illimani High Camp (5,500m)

in all honesty, this was one of the most spectacular nights I’ve EVER spent in a tent, and Pachamama even hooked us up with perfectly calm conditions ahead of the big day 🤩🤩

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if you’ve ever thought bed should be on the ground, temps should be sub-zero, and air should have WAY less oxygen, allow me to recommend: 📍 Illimani High Camp (5,500m) in all honesty, this was one of the most spectacular nights I’ve EVER spent in a tent, and Pachamama even hooked us up with perfectly calm conditions ahead of the big day 🤩🤩 — #illimani #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering #basecamp
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Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️

Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi.

Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months.

The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams…

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. 

This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise!

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

—
#huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
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Huayna Potosi (6,088m) 🏔️ Easily the most famous mountain in Bolivia, offered as a ‘beginner friendly’ climb (after a one-day training course) for travellers who’ve never even worn crampons before, and often marketed for as little as $60 to the backpacker crowds who’re happy to cut corners for the best deal… I’ll admit I didn’t have super high expectations for Huayna Potosi. Our ultimate goal in summiting was just to log some time at altitude— 6000m is another world, physiologically speaking, and I wanted James to experience the unique ✨agony✨ that is high-elevation mountaineering on an easier peak before we pushed even higher & harder over the coming months. The route is like a compacted highway up the glacier, and we found ourselves stuck behind enormous, slow-moving groups at the start of our freezing ascent. It took several hours settle into our own rhythm, and only after a few breathless pushes through loose snow to pass other rope teams… BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅 Watching the first rays of light stretch above the clouds and set the entire Cordillera Real on fire, we were finally able to appreciate Huayna Potosi as more than just acclimatisation. This is a stunning mountain that we’d had the privilege of staring at from all of our previous 3 summits, and to finally be up here (first time over 6000m for James!) is a true accomplishment, regardless of the well-beaten track. We won’t soon forget this sunrise! 🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!! — #huaynapotosi #cordillerareal #bolivia #bolivianmountaineering #highaltitude
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Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

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Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

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#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️

After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. 

The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley!

This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨

—
#pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
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Our 2nd & 3rd summits in Bolivia: Tarija (5,350m) & Pequeño Alpamayo (5,425m) 🏔️ After overnighting at the incredibly simple (but comfortable & blissfully indoor) refugio near Chiar Khota Lagoon, we got a 1am alpine start towards the as-of-yet-unseen summit of Pequeño Alpamayo— hiding behind a cluster of mountains in the range. The route is incredibly interesting, climbing gradually to the summit of Tarija Peak before dropping 70m on Class 3 rock down to the glacier again, then ascending more steeply up to the pyramidal summit of Pequeño Alpamayo. All the while, glimpses of Huayna Potosi (our next objective) peeking through sherbet clouds across the valley! This was @jamesalsobeyond first true glacier climb and the varied ascent/descent over mixed terrain certainly kept things interesting, worthwhile prep for the much harder summits to come 😮‍💨 — #pequeñoalpamayo #bolivia #cordillerareal #tarija #bolivianmountaineering
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We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

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#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done!

It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds!

With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria!

Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨

—
#picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
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We just wrapped up an entire month of high-elevation climbing in Bolivia and, for something that started out as acclimatisation for our “main event” in the Himalayas, these ended up being some of the coolest summits I’ve ever done! It’s been more than a decade since I’d last been here, and it was pretty amazing to see how La Paz has changed in that time— from a humble little Andean town to a vibrant world city. And of course, even more amazing to see the landscape from a totally new perspective, high above the clouds! With the luxury of time to acclimatise slowly, we rented an apartment in the city and started off our visit with about 10 days spent puffing around La Paz (3,650m) and nearby El Alto (4,150m)— the highest elevation city in the world— before heading into the mountains for summit attempt no.1 on Pico Austria! Pico Austria is just a hike, by far the easiest and least technical of all the summits we’d be attempting this month, but it was absolutely beautiful and a great opportunity to get to 5,350m and start breathing hard 😮‍💨 — #picoaustria #lapaz #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering
3 weeks ago
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Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. 

But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. 

It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine.

And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together.

We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full.

There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking  shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this.

It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. 

We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹

& special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
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Neither of us has ever been the type to fantasise about our someday-wedding. We didn’t have a colour palette or a dream venue or a pinterest board (apparent blasphemy), and when we got engaged nearly 20 months ago, we had truly no idea if we’d be able to pull off an international wedding with friends scattered all over the world. But the idea for a wild Icelandic wedding grew out of our deep love for this island— somewhere we feel endlessly inspired, returning again & again to wander remote valleys and scramble up dramatic mountains and camp beneath glaciers. It became our dream that we’d bring all our favourite people together here not just for one evening, but for an epic week-long adventure— the most Brooke & James version of a wedding we could imagine. And so we rented a huge party house (with a 20-person hot tub 🔥) in a quiet northern fjord and hoped it would all come together. We soaked, we hiked, we danced, we saw about one million puffins, we ate & drank like it was going out of style, and we enjoyed long days with everyone who travelled SO FARKING FAR (up to 35hrs 🇦🇺) to be here with us. Our hearts have never been so full. There are a million thank yas owed to our friends for making this week possible. The way we had people out gathering flowers for our tables, cooking shared meals for the whole house, coordinating event prep long after we’d gone to bed, ironing our outfits, delivering amazing speeches (& officiating our wedding!), waking up early to do every single step of my hair and make-up, preparing SIX ROUNDS of themed cocktails, learning cords on the wedding day so we could have acoustic entrance music… we’re crying just writing this. It finally makes sense why people say their wedding was the happiest day of their lives. We have never felt so loved, so supported, so genuinely grateful for the way people showed up for us this past week in Iceland. We would’ve been happy getting married in a dank cave by ourselves (just for the love), but our friends truly made this the wedding of our dreams 🥹 & special shout-out to our friend & favourite photographer @norrisniman for always bringing the vibes
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