I somehow found myself in Antarctica, right at the bottom of the world, in a place only a few can say they’ve been. Somebody had told me to come back and tell them what went through my head in the first ten seconds of stepping onto the ice, so when I climbed down those stairs…

I love being next to the ocean. I love being on the ocean. But I have a mortal fear of being in the ocean. It’s dark and brooding. There are monsters, myths, and the shadows of unknown terrors. Of all those who go into it, slightly fewer come out of it. Victoria, British Columbia, has…