I think the moment came when I was standing on a narrow platform on a bridge 17 storeys above the rough Auckland, New Zealand harbour with a thick rubber cord tied around my ankles. Far below me, long, white sailboats glided silently over dark blue water. Close above me, rattling...

"Slower." Trainer Blair Wilson repeats this word at least 100 times a day -- he is cool, calm and collected as he coaches clients through their workouts. But my arms are shaking under the weight, I'm forgetting to breathe and my face has gone red -- all because Wilson is...

You know what's rather large? Canada. It's big. Like, really big. Thus, the romance of road trips is too often relegated to sunlit patches of fresh, black asphalt hugging lush California coastlines, instead of snow tires spinning out over grey slush on empty, dark highways stretching endlessly to Northern Ontario....