Helping Veterans overcome mental illness through adventure and exploration. I'm traveling 9000 miles by bicycle and climbing the Highest Mountain in North America to raise awareness and funds for Veteran Suicide and PTSD projects and programs.
Route for Expedition You Are Not Alone
This is the route that the Expedition will follow, as I journey from Mexico to the Arctic Circle, and back to Denali.
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This has been the most horrific year of training I have yet to experience. This is unfortunate to say the least, but the expedition is on hold till further notice. The objectives that were needed to be completed were not completed due to lack of preparation on my part. Corrections to training and diet are being made in preparation for next season. If you donated to our Go Fund Me and would like a refund please contact Alex Tufail. His contact information can be found on EPYC Adventures's website.
We're working on updating the blog on a more regular basis to bring to you the most up to date coverage on military resources, and how these are progressing. Firstly I'd like to share all the donation pages we are working on, why we have so many, and how and who they affect.
First is the direct Go fund me
The money donated here goes directly to me and helps me pay for gear and supplies before the expedition, as well as keep me alive during the expedition to pay for food and in the event of severe weather a hotel/ hostile. I have already spent close to $35,000 out of pocket to fund this expedition between training, gear, and travel. It is becoming too much for me to handle on my own and I am asking for help to get the rest of the gear and to make sure I am going to be sustainable during the trip.
Gripping tightly to the handle bars I feel the wind speed pick up. I take one last look over my right shoulder, there's no turning back now. 1,450 feet of climbing has just been completed. 3,000 feet left to go. I am going for it, 23 miles of consistent uphill. What am I doing to myself? Why am doing this to myself? Because someone has to. Because someone has to stand up and say "Enough is enough. We are Veterans, and Warriors. Just because we can't be who we were, doesn't mean we can't be who we want to be." I keep repeating a mantra in my head from a old 90's Disney Movie. "I see pride, I see power, I see a bad ass mudda, who won't take no crap off of nobody." I wish I was being watched by a coach, or someone who see's potential in me, but for right now I have to see potential in myself. I am tired, and sore. Everything hurts...My soul is hurting. Why am I doing this? All the goals have been postponed, all the money, climbs, work, and…