One Step at a Time

All I hear is the sound of my own foot, crampon digging into the ice. Ahead of me the rope, slack, swings above the snow. Read full story

This article, initially published in Doctor's Review magazine, will appear in Katherine's travel memoir.

Seeing Blue

Kneeling in sand rippled by the ocean current, I spread out my arms as a school of yellowtail snappers dart by. Although I’m only three metres under water, I keep watch, looking up every so often to see sun striking the pale blue water.
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