How I got here:
College degree proudly in hand, it occurred to me that I didn’t know jack shit about the world. Something authentic beckoned me that wasn’t offered in a classroom or hiding in an office. Some might say that intangible something was “irresponsibility,” but thankfully, no one in my family ever did. Instead they supported me for carving out my own life, one adventure at a time, as I collected fodder to write about. Professional Nomads is the culmination of that searching.
The winter after graduation, I earned minimum wage in a ski rental shop at Sugar Bowl Resort near Lake Tahoe. Snow storms bitch-slapped my mountain community relentlessly. I became addicted to a legal white powder (better than I could say for some of my office-destined peers) as well as the cyclical lifestyle. Winter finally held purpose for this Midwestern flatlander. Somewhere in that scene, I knew, lay my people and my future.
Seven seasons teaching snowboarding at four different ski resorts, eight seasons dispatching in Alaska, and one pilot’s license later, I can’t shirk this lifestyle. This cadence isn’t for everyone, but the truth is that many people don’t even know there’s something available besides the corporate office.
Professional Nomads informs career seekers and entertains armchair travelers by funneling nomadic stories into one accessible location. You, too, can show the world what the individual can achieve by following their dreams.