Fear is an interesting thing, often times it can be completely crippling to the psyche and the body. Then other times it can actually help us rise to completely new heights, mentally and physically. It’s all about how we choose to respond to that instance. Over the last couple of years I’ve tried to take at least one solo trip a year where I’m completely out of my element. Whether that’s to a country that isn’t very English speaking friendly or a place that isn’t the most climate friendly, I do this to challenge my understand of “fear”. Through each trip I’ve realized “fear is just love in disguise”, or in other words, love from the other end of the spectrum. There can be no deep fear where there isn’t deep love. This is a shot I got of myself trekking across Reynisfjara Black Sand Beach in Iceland earlier this year. The winds at times got up to about 30mph and sleet was coming down on and off all day and I’ll admit at times I thought to myself I’d bitten off more than I could che...