Growing up in Minnesota as the only girl with three brothers was a blessing in disguise.  Despite all of their torment, they instilled in me a sense of adventure and a passion for the outdoors.  I fell in love with the Southwest during numerous trips to visit my oldest brother, who had relocated to Flagstaff.  With the endless diversity of the Colorado Plateau beckoning, I made the decision to move to Flagstaff in June of 2011.  My time outside of the office is spent rock climbing, hiking, canyoneering, and eating way too many fruit snacks.             

Born and raised in the Land of 10,000 Lakes, I feel most at home with a paddle in hand and rolling waves beneath my feet.  I got my first taste of whitewater while attending college in Wisconsin.  Equipped with two paddle rafts, dry suits, and a few friends with river experience, we headed to the Peshtigo River and set up camp.  Though it was late April, we awoke to tents covered in snow.  Undeterred, we suited up and headed for the river.  It felt surreal to be shooting down rapids in a blizzard, and it was even more out of this world when we spied a black bear and her two cubs on the bank of the river, peering out at us through the falling snow.  I am excited to be a part of Grand Canyon Whitewater and the opportunity to help others create their own river memories.