Shawn's Blog
March 14th, 2009
With the recent helicopter crash here in Newfoundland killing 17 people I am even more compelled to my mission of helping people LiveMore. There seems to be so many tragedies these days where young people are taken away from us long before their time is due. Unfortunately most of them had no control of the situation that took their lives. I am sure it is a terrible loss to their family and friends and a time for morning. I also hope it is a time of reflection and celebration for an incredible life lived.
For years I have often thought about the question; if I was to die tomorrow do I feel like I have made the most of my time while I was around? I think this question started to creep into my head as a high school kid doing triathlons with 40 and 50 year olds that would constantly say “I wish I had done this or that at your age.” From that time on I have always felt like I need to make the most of my time because I never want to reflect on what could have been…. I would much rather look to the future with excitement of what will be.
I am currently working on a speech that includes a section on legacy. Until recently I used to think the legacy was on something you didn’t have to worry about until you got old. One question I ask is if you died tomorrow what kind of legacy would you leave? It really is something to ponder as we go about our day to day lives and make plans for the future.
Alfred Nobel, faced this question a few years before he died and was fortunate to alter his legacy a year before he died by donating is fortune to the Nobel Prize. The majority of his life he was on the road to leaving a far different legacy. Check out some of his story here.
Till next time, LiveMore.
Shawn
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March 7th, 2009
Here the last half of my Mt. Logan expedition story. Enjoy
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Now we were all alone at the Col, surprised to be the lead team on the mountain but excited and eager to take on the icefall. The next day, after traveling for eight hours and being shut down by a maze of crevasses, ice walls and weak ice bridges, we found a small but strong bridge that would connect us to the next slope. Needless to say we were thrilled to find the route.
When we got back to the Col, we spent a couple of days ferrying loads through the icefall to our higher camps. We decided to try and go light and fast for our last three high camps, which meant leaving behind all our none essentials such as our entertainment (mini CD and speaker, books, and cards). We also stashed a bunch of extra food at the camp. Over the next nine days we spent the best part of six days in our tent, weathered in by storms, without our entertainment. We got so desperate that Nicole cut up about five pages of her journal to make a deck of cards. She decided to have “hot” themes on the cards so instead of the traditional spades, heart, clubs and diamonds we had surfboards, suns, bikinis and flowers.
The day we got to high camp at 18,000 ft. was blue bird and warm (for 18,000 ft.). We were almost sure the next day would be the same and we would have a great shot at the summit, 1,500 ft. and five kilometers away. But sometime in the middle of the night a storm moved in and I knew we wouldn’t be going anywhere. The storm ragged for two and half days. At one point we were worried the tent would disintegrate around us with gale force winds so we had to get out and build a huge snow wall around the tent to protect us. You would not believe how out of breath you get after shoveling for just a couple minutes at these elevations. At this point in the expedition our tent was like a cocoon to us, a little safe haven. It’s crazy to think how a thin piece of nylon can protect you from such inhospitable conditions—it’s also crazy how much noise it can make. Picture your bed sheets outside on the close line on the windiest day of the year. That’s the noise we had for hours and hours!
After our second full day in the tent we knew the next day would be our last chance at the summit because of time and food constraints. At this point we had been living off Raman noodles, soup and Cliff bars for several days. That evening the skies cleared up and the wind died. I was so excited that the next day we would have great weather for our summit attempts…I barley slept.
The next morning started off clear, calm and very cold (-30 in the tent), so the summit bid was a go. We were going to try to be the first people this year to stand on the summit. The climb to the top would be an agonizing (everything at this elevation is agonizing) 10 kilometer round trip, 3,000-ft. (you have to go up and down several other high peaks to get to the summit) climb. This was the day we had all been saving our chemical heaters for to save us from frostbite.
A couple hours after leaving camp clouds started forming and engulfing us, severely reducing our visibility but not enough to halt our progress. As the clouds moved in and out the wind increased rapidly and by 4 p.m. we were recording 40 mile an hour gusts. It had also been heavily snowing for the last hour. The visibility was deteriorating rapidly and it got to the point that we could not see each other as we climbed, roped together 20 meters apart. We decided to gather up and talk about the conditions, at this time I recorded a wind chill factor of -50 Ceclsius or -47 Fahrenheit.
As the first person on the rope team I was doing the route finding and officially couldn’t see a thing. Physically we all felt good but we knew we would be risking our lives to continue on in these conditions. So, about 1.5 kilometers and 500 ft. below the summit, we called it, and turned back. Fortunately we had been placing wands (markers in the snow) every 60 meters from camp that allowed us to find our way back in the intense whiteout conditions. We all made it back to camp safe and sound, exhausted and bummed we didn’t get the summit but thrilled we were healthy and had not trace of frostbite.
Fortunately the next day was clear for us to head down the mountain. This was going to be the fun part we had been working for…the ski decent! I quickly realized how difficult it was going to be to ski in challenging snow conditions with a 60-pound pack at 17,000 ft. Wanting to carve it up and make some beauty turns quickly turned into ‘get me down in one piece’.
When we got to the top ice fall we were shocked to see about 10 tents and 25 people staring up at us from King Col. These people had all flown into base camp and moved up to the Col over the seven days we had been up high. Getting back down the icefall proved to be much more challenging than expected because, as the name would suggest, things are constantly changing in glacier “icefall”. Not only were there bridges and cracks in new places, there was also three feet of fresh snow for us to wade through. This section was too steep and technical for skis so we had to carry them on our backpacks.
As we carefully made our way down the icefall, we noticed that just about all the climbers below had their eyes fixed on us. It was a strange feeling to be watched—it was like we were the evening show or something. For three hours we maintained our focus and tediously down climbed the slope to be greeted by about 15 people. They were all eager to know if we had made the summit. They were a little disappointed with our news but were full of congratulations on our nice work getting safely down through the icefall.
It was a little overwhelming and flattering to be swamped by these climbers (I kind of felt like a celebrity). They all seemed to know who we were and everything about us. Several of them talked about NOLS and others mentioned how great it was to see two females up there.
It was now about 10 p.m. and we were visibly exhausted. They immediately fed us soup, took our packs and offered to set up out tent. They were also full of questions about the route.
The next morning we got up early and headed down to base camp to meet our pilot to be flown back to the land of the living (nothing lives at these elevations besides snow, ice and a little bit of exposed rock). Our pilot treated us to another amazing flight, taking us up near the summit to see exactly how close we got.
Till next time, LiveMore today!
Shawn
March 4th, 2009
When I started my blog I said that I would be sharing stories of my past adventures. Well, here is a story I wrote on a mountaineering expedition I was on a few years a go. It was one of the greatest adventures I have been a part of. Enjoy the read and as always I love hearing your feedback.
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My expedition to Canada’s Mt. Logan with fellow NOLS Instructors Andrea Blaikie and Nicole Blaser in May 2003 started with an incredible hour-long bush plane flight to a glaciated base camp at 9,000 ft. (10,500 ft. below the summit of Mt. Logan). Over the first five days we ferried loads of food and gear up the mountain to King Col, an area half way up at 14,000 feet, where most people rest for a couple days to acclimatize.
At 19, 850 feet, Mt. Logan reigns as Canada’s highest peak and the second highest peak in North America. Measured by its base circumference, it is the most massive mountain in the world. It is 25 miles long and rises more than two miles above its surroundings. The mountain was named after Sir William Logan, founder of the Geological Survey of Canada.
Mount Logan is big, remote and beautiful beyond words. It is everything Denali is, but at the same time it remains a real and pristine climbing adventure. It is located six miles from the Alaska border in the southwest corner of the Yukon in the St. Elias Mountain Range. We climbed the King Trench Route. Last year, of about 25 teams on the mountain, only one made the summit.
There were four teams ahead of us when we arrived at the mountain. We passed two quickly and met two at King Col. One of teams at the Col was heading down (bailing on the climb) when we got there and the other one was thinking about it. The teams at King Col had been there over a week trying to find a safe route though a major icefall that had opened up because of the lack of snow this year.
We were warned about the icefall by the park wardens and knew getting through this 1,000-ft. icefall would be the technical crux of the climb. We were kind of hoping that the teams ahead of us would have already put a route through that we could follow. But the day after we got to the Col, the last team up there decided to call it quits.
To be continued.
Till next time LiveMore.
Shawn
March 3rd, 2009
Many of you have heard the saying there are those who say they can’t and those who say they can, and they are both right. Well I have a new one for you, “there are those who say they will try, won’t”.
When asked to do something or be somewhere, saying I will try, to do it or make it usually means I won’t but as human beings it is so hard for us to say no. We don’t like to disappoint people so we tell them “we’ll try”. That way we don’t have to say NO and it gives us an out if we don’t do it because we never did fully commit.
What we should really say instead of saying I will try is “sorry I am unable to ….. because I will be doing something else of higher priority. Too bad that doesn’t roll off the tongue like “I will try.”
The next time you are about to say “I will try” think twice and come up with something more appropriate.
Till next time; LiveMore today!
Shawn
February 27th, 2009
Today I signed up to run my first marathon. I will be doing the Vancouver marathon in less than 9 weeks, on May 3. Registering, paying the fees, and booking the flights for this race is a big deal for me. In the past three years I have trained for the Vancouver marathon twice and both times I held off registering until just before the race because I was afraid I would get injured. Well, three weeks before the races I developed a serious knee injury that kept me from racing. I didn’t register because for some reason I knew I was going to get injured. Negative thinking has never helped anyone. Now that I have officially registered and put my money where my mouth is I am feeling much more positive about being fit for the race this year.
Besides some shin splints from time to time my training is going very well. Last weekend I ran 27 km and this weekend I think I will do about 30 km. I have been doing a ton of cross training this winter in getting ready for my Ironman triathlon in August and think. I believe this cross training has really helped prevent injuries.
My first goal is to finish and my second goal is to have a time under 3:15 so I can qualify for the Boston marathon. You know what they say about goals that you share and write down…… well there you go. I will need all the help I can get.
So what dream have you been putting off committing too? Take the leap, pay the money, book the flight, and tell your loved ones; you’ll feel better for it. I would love to hear about the next dream you are going after you can reach me at sstratton@shawnstratton.ca.
Shawn
LiveMore today, it could be your last.
February 12th, 2009
For many years now friends have said they would like to see one of my talks. Unfortunately for them most of my speeches are for private groups and are not open to the public. Well now here is you chance for folks living in the St. John’s area.
The Positive Thinkers Club is celebrating its 20th Anniversary (another birthday!) and the Newfoundland and Labrador Association of Professional Speakers (NLAPS) is joining in to help celebrate positively in the Province.
How?
14 Expert Speakers lend their time and talent and passion to this event… speaking on success, life, leadership, wellness, and much more. Over $20,000 in speaking talent speaking on one day. Tips and ideas and inspiration from local speaking experts… a real buffet table of the best inspiration and information.
All at The Sheraton (formerly the Fairmont)
The investment is $40 regular, $15 student. Coffee provided, lunch is not.
Oh, and in support of the Janeway!!!
Wow, what a day! If I wasn’t speaking at this, I would be there in a heartbeat, taking ideas from so many people, so many experts on a variety of life and work impacting topics.
Hope to see you there. You don’t want to miss it. Local talent with a message!!!
For more information, contact:
Rhonda Tulk-Lane
229-6639
www.positivethinkersclub.org
Hope to see you there!
Shawn
“LiveMore today, it could be your last!”
February 9th, 2009
I am happy to announce the photo gallery here on http://www.shawnstratton.ca website is now up and working. Check out a few of my “best” images from over the years. I will be adding more photos and captions in the coming weeks.
Shawn
“LiveMore today, it could be your last”
February 2nd, 2009
I intend to use this blog to keep you updated with my latest goings on and share random positive anecdotes I come across that align themselves with Living More. What I am most excited about is sharing some epic travel stories from years past. I will try to write at least once a week and share one story a month. Along with a story of the month I will have a photo of the week with details of the story behind the photo.
Please take a moment to look through the site and provide any feedback you may have.
This web site has been a dream for several years and a month in the making and I would like to thank Sudheer and his designers in India for all their hard work in making this dream a reality. If you are interested in Sudheer and his team building you an affordable web site, contact us at LiveMore Virtual Assistants (www.livemoreva.com) and we will be happy to help make your website a reality.
Stay tuned for this months epic tale titled Scammed in Bangkok.
Regards,
Shawn
“LiveMore today, it could be your last!”
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