
The unforgettable experience of climbing Mt. Shasta when you have no idea what you’re in for
“As lone as God and white as a winter moon, Mount Shasta starts up suddenly from the heart of the great black forests of California. You would hardly call Mount Shasta a part of the Sierras; you would say rather that it is the great white tower of some ancient and eternal wall, with...

How I shouted down that (inner) critic while performing at a prestigious venue
I was dancing, sweating, playing guiro and singing back-up, carried on a wave of sound and positive energy. The dance floor surged with happy bodies, the seated audience beamed at the stage packed with musicians. I looked down at the set list taped to the stage in front of my microphone and realized that I’d...