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Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Siphon Draw
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Vanlife diaries #8: Saguaro National Park East & the Superstitions

7 May 2021

Last Updated on 20 August 2025

With Dan sick during the first half of the week, we spent several days holed up in Tucson, giving him time to recover and me an excellent opportunity to spend time with my sister, Kim. Thankfully, he was feeling (and looking) much better by Wednesday, and we were able to make it over to Saguaro East and onwards to the Superstitions for some fantastic hiking. Despite the unfortunate start, it was another wonderful week on the road!

What we’ve been up to this week

If the west side of Saguaro National Park impressed us last week with all the blooming cactus, we were absolutely blown away by the beauty of Saguaro East, which had exponentially more flowers and the best cactus forests we’ve seen to-date, all set against the magical backdrop of the Rincon Mountains. 

We drove the scenic loop and got out on several small hikes over 2 days, but our favourite trails were Mica View (3.7mi / 6km), which was a veritable explosion of colour, and Bridal Wreath Falls (5.7mi / 9.2km), which was equally breathtaking. Although the falls were completely dry, the views of the surrounding mountains were just superb, and it felt good to be back on the trail, working up a sweat. 

Read more: THE ULTIMATE 1-DAY SAGUARO NATIONAL PARK ITINERARY: 14 BEST HIKES & VIEWPOINTS (SAGUARO WEST & EAST)

Saguaro National Park Cactus Forest Loop Drive Mica View
Mica View trail in Saguaro East
Saguaro National Park Cactus Forest Loop Drive Bridal Wreath Falls
Hiking to Bridal Wreath Falls
Saguaro National Park Cactus Forest Loop Drive
Saguaro National Park Cactus Forest Loop Drive

Among our favourite discoveries in the east side of the park was the cristate saguaro, whose wrinkled and convoluted crest gives this iconic cactus an entirely different look.

There are a few excellent examples of this genetic mutation around the park, one on the Cactus Forest Loop Drive, one at the end of the Garwood Trail (3.3mi / 5.3km), and one on the way out of the park— each time we stumbled across its distinctive gyrus-top rising above the other normal saguaro, it felt like discovering something special. 

Saguaro National Park Cactus Forest Loop Drive Garwood Trail
Cristate Saguaro on the Garwood Trail
Saguaro National Park Cactus Forest Loop Drive Cristate Saguaro
Cristate Saguaro

Finally satisfied that we’d done Saguaro National Park up right, we scooted onwards to the Superstitions on Friday and spent the remainder of the week (which was really just the weekend, at this point) enjoying Arizona’s most impressive mountain range. Not before getting our first covid vaccine in Tucson, though!

Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Weever's Needle peralta Canyon
Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Weever's Needle peralta Canyon

Despite extreme heat well into the low hundreds, we spent our first day in the Superstitions hiking the Peralta Canyon Trail to Fremont Saddle (4.6mi / 7.4km) for a spectacular view of Weever’s Needle rising above the jagged surrounds. 

These mountains are truly dramatic, with dark volcanic columns clustered into peaks and eroded into canyons, and the legends of the Lost Dutchman only add to the mystique.

Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Weever's Needle peralta Canyon
Peralta Canyon

We wrapped up the week with the most spectacular hike yet, scrambling up Siphon Draw to the top of the Flat Iron (6mi). This iconic feature, shaped like a ship’s bow, stands at 2173m / 7132ft, making for a very vertical 2700ft ascent over only a couple miles.

The approach is very gradual, but soon gives way to a steep climb that continues all the way up the slick basin of Siphon Draw.

Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Siphon Draw
Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Siphon Draw
Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Siphon Draw
Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Siphon Draw
Hiking up Siphon Draw

The final ascent is even steeper, almost entirely Class 2-3 scrambling— but the reward for all this sweaty, sweaty work is one of the most impressive views over the Phoenix valley and neighbouring Superstition peaks, and with a heavy breeze rushing over the summit, it’s easy to forget just how hot the climb was.

Under cooler conditions, we could have spent an entire week hiking around the Superstitions, but after far too many days in 90+ heat, we eagerly hit the road Sunday afternoon, heading north to higher elevation for our next round of exploration.

Superstition Mountains Phoenix Arizona Flat Iron Siphon Draw
On the summit of the Flat Iron

Where we stayed this week

We originally suspected Dan’s congestion was allergy-related, so we spent the first 2 nights of the week holed up in a hotel washing all of our bedding and scrubbing every surface. It later turned out to be a cold… but our van certainly appreciated the clean, regardless!

  • Comfort Inn in Tucson, AZ (free with points; 26-27 April)
  • Dispersed camping on Redington Road near Saguaro East, AZ (free; 28-29 April)
  • Boondocking on Cactus Forest BLM near Red Rock, AZ (free; 30 April)
  • Boondocking on BLM land outside Lost Dutchman State Park, AZ (free; 1 May)
  • Boondocking in Apache-Sitgreaves National Forest, AZ (free; 2 May)
Saguaro National Park Cactus Forest Loop Drive vanlife camping
Camping near Saguaro National Park

What we spent this week

Well and truly into the rhythm of vanlife now, we are consistently spending ~$400/week for both of us, which is actually below the original budget I’d forecasted. At this rate, 2 years on the road will be no stretch whatsoever!

  • Groceries: $216
  • Eating out: $108
  • Fuel: $95
  • Accommodation: $0
  • Activities: $10
Saguaro National Park Cactus Forest Loop Drive Mica View trail hike
Twisted saguaro on Mica View trail

Some other fun weekly stats

  • Distance travelled: 719km / 447mi
  • Amount of time Brooke spent driving: 1hr
  • Days over 90F: 6
  • Mice inside our van: 2
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brooke beyond

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 🤩🤩

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

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

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

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

BUT THEN: the sunrise 🌅

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

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

🥂 cheers to my husband for pushing through!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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  • Can you guess which photos are from which?!

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

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

__

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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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#illimani #bolivia #cordillerareal #bolivianmountaineering #basecamp
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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 😮‍💨

—
#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 😮‍💨

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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
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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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