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The Basin: Camping in Sydney’s Ku-ring-gai Chase National Park

21 August 2018

Last Updated on 9 July 2026

Occupying part of Sydney’s pristine Northern Beaches just a stone’s throw from the CBD, Ku-ring-gai Chase National Park is the perfect place to escape the bustle of the city and unwind for a weekend. Lose track of time swimming at secluded beaches, walking to panoramic lookouts, and patting friendly wallabies, all from the park’s only campsite, The Basin. I finally checked out this water-access campground with a few friends last weekend, and it was truly the perfect dose of nature and adventure to recharge my somewhat diminished energy levels.

All the details: The Basin Campground

Cost: Reserve your spot at The Basin by booking online for $34 (covers 2 people and a tent/swag). There are also clean bathrooms and sheltered bbq areas available for use.

Getting there: Ku-ring-gai Chase is just 45km (1hr) from central Sydney, and it’s best to drive here, as public transport requires quite a few transfers. While The Basin campground itself has no car access, you can either park at the West Head lookout and walk 2.5km or you can take a ferry from Palm Beach (highly recommended if you’re travelling with a swag/esky). Return tickets are $16.40 and can be purchased from the Fantasea ticket office directly across from the wharf in Palm Beach. Check the timetable here, but there’s usually a ferry leaving every hour (on the hour) and returning every hour (at 20min past) from 9am-5pm.

What to do: From the campsite, walk 2.5km up to the incredible West Head lookout for staggering views of the coastline; make friends with some of the local wallabies; go for a swim at the beach or in the sheltered lagoon to the far end of the campground.

Top tips: There’s a very limited amount of expensive metered parking at the ferry wharf, so arrive early and find a spot for your car on one of the residential streets a few blocks away.

Early morning sun at the campground

Arriving in Palm Beach after little more than an hour’s drive from our place in south Sydney, we make a bee-line for the region’s most popular activity, a short walk up to Barrenjoey Lighthouse, and then spend the next few hours exploring the charming town and its colourful beaches. Aside from the staggering natural beauty, Palm Beach’s primary claim to fame is as “Summer Bay”, the fictional northern Sydney suburb where Home & Away takes place. And although I am far from a fan of this awkward soap, it’s inarguably one of Australia’s most iconic programs and has been running for over 30 years, so it’s something of an institution— every time I meet Poms overseas, they bring up Home & Away, so it’s probably also safe to say it’s Australia’s most beloved contribution to UK television.

After our morning of beaches and viewpoints, we finally start to think about heading towards the campsite. While our friends grab a quick bite at the fish & chip shop, Callum and I head over to the ticket office to book the next ferry, only to realise there’s no 1pm boat operating today and we’ll need to wait until 2pm to depart.. No matter— we use our extra time wander up the Stairway to Heaven, a steep series of stairs followed by a short trail through the gums, and drool over the incredible houses perched above Palm Beach. It’s hard to imagine living in a paradise like this, but a girl can dream!

Palm Beach Wharf
Catching the ferry from Palm Beach
The incredible houses near Currawong

Arriving at The Basin
On the ferry to the Basin

Eventually, we head back to the ferry wharf to unload our belongings and move the car to a free spot. It looks as if we are moving house rather than just camping for one night, but at least we have a meat feast to cook up upon arrival and a few beverages to enjoy! After awkwardly cramming all of our things onto the boat, we head to the top deck and enjoy the leisurely 20 minute ride across the water. The sun is out, the views are spectacular, and I can’t wait to explore more of the national park.

Disembarking at The Basin, we find ourselves in a secluded beach paradise, surrounded by calm sea and sheltered lagoons, as well as several dozen wild wallabies who hop and nibble their way around the tents. Best yet, there are hardly any other people camping this weekend, so we enjoy much of the serene beauty all to ourselves.

Mum and joey wallaby
Excellent swimming at The Basin
Hello, mate!

The Basin campground
Papa wallaby giving mum a back massage
Friendly wallabies hanging out at The Basin

The Basin ferry wharf
Wallabies greeting us upon arrival
Little joey in the pouch

Although the weather takes a dramatic turn for the wet and windy just after we set up the swags and fire up the bbq, which prevents us from doing any bushwalking, we have a phenomenal evening just enjoying the scenery (and following wallabies around, hoping for a cuddle). I’m not even mad that a kookaburra steals a sausage sandwich directly out of my hand THREE TIMES, I’m mostly just excited to have kookaburras at the campsite in the first place!

For a national park so close to the city, Ku-ring-gai Chase is truly a world away, overflowing with empty stretches of sand and cheeky local wildlife. Already, I know I’ll be back, hopefully in summer to properly enjoy all the perfect swim spots (it may be warm, but it’s still winter, so I’m not prepared to hop in just yet). Until next time!

Sunset from our campsite

What to do in & around Ku-ring-gai Chase National Park

Check out Station Beach

This sunny beach is the start to the Barrenjoey Lighthouse walk, but also a great, sheltered swimming spot. Enjoy the brilliantly clear water during a well deserved dip after your walk to the lighthouse.

Enjoying the walk along Station Beach
The end of Station Beach
The beautiful water at Station Beach

Hike up to the Barrenjoey Lighthouse

In just 15min, make your way from beautiful Station Beach up to one of the best viewpoints in all of the Northern Beaches, Barrenjoey Lighthouse. This vantage point overlooking Palm Beach and Ocean Beach is absolutely unbeatable, so be sure to set an hour aside for this quick walk.

Read more: PERFECT PALM BEACH & THE BARRENJOEY LIGHTHOUSE WALK

Palm Beach as seen from Barrenjoey Lighthouse

Visit Palm Beach

Make sure to check out the charming, upscale town of Palm Beach during your visit, as well as the golden strip of sand by the same name. Enjoy one of several cute cafes along the main strip or the lovely Boathouse Palm Beach, and then relax on Palm Beach itself. For the more adventurous, there’s even great bouldering to be had on some large rocks on the beach (and it’s an easy drop to the sand below)!

Palm Beach
Callum atop the bouldering rocks at Palm Beach
Me & Lucy enjoying Palm Beach

Explore Palm Beach Wharf

While you wait for your ferry across to The Basin, enjoy the beautiful stretch of Palm Beach in front of the wharf and the extensive collection of boats. If you need to kill a bit more time, there’s a fish & chip shop across the road and gelato just down the way, so grab a snack and enjoy it with a view.

The Palm Beach ferry wharf

Go for a bushwalk

There’s actually a heap of great walks in Ku-ring-gai that I am still yet to explore! In the meantime, check out this list from WildWalks on the best 9 trails to explore in Ku-ring-gai Chase National Park.

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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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  • 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 🤩🤩

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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 😮‍💨

—
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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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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. 

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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…

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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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#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 😮‍💨

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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 😮‍💨

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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
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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
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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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