How many extra legs do you travel with?
Depends on where we're going. I've got a ski foot, I've got a dive foot, I've got a surf foot, and then I carry a spare when I'm deep in the hard stuff, just in case. A couple years ago I was climbing a boulder to get to this archeological site in Israel. And this thing came loose and this giant boulder I'm on, barn doors open, and I jump out of the way just in time for it to crush my foot off again. So I've lost this leg twice now, which is pretty weird. Like, what kind of karma was my leg holding? But it was a good thing I had a spare!
It actually ends up being an advantage, you know? Besides getting better parking than everybody else for the rest of your life, I've got 50% less chance of getting bitten by a snake than everybody else. When I cross a river, I can just stick it in a puddle and hop over the river and I don't have wet socks.
In your expeditions, you uncover lost artifacts to learn how ancient civilizations once lived. Do you keep personal artifacts from your own life and career as well?
I've got my fly rods. I've got a machete from my first days in the jungle. I've got my climbing gear from back when I used to climb all the time. You look at those objects and you feel something because you have your memories with all them, and all the memories that they carry. We have many chapters of reality in one lifetime. Oftentimes it's hard to remember what it felt like to be in those chapters, but now when I look up at my wall and I see all these different trinkets of my past, whether it's my legs that no longer fit or the watch I wore in that moment, I get to remember that I'm more than any one moment.
Is there any one moment from your adventures or from making your National Geographic TV show that is particularly wild, where you really had to let the cosmos take control?
Maybe all of them, haha. What you see in the TV shows is what makes it into the edit. But the in-betweens are the nights, the parts where we're sleeping in camp with the Bedouins or interacting with the community that still lives in these places and holds those truths.
If you had to press me for one… I was in Micronesia drinking the sakau drink. I had to sit with this chief, what's called a Nahnmwarki, to ask for permission to enter this sacred site called Nan Madol, which is a really spooky, weird site in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Giant stone log buildings, basically. The locals believe it was built by the spirits of giants. And so to get access to this place, I had to drink sakau with this chief, and kind of went all in. It wasn't a little sip, it was a lot. It makes your tongue numb, you can't see anymore really, everything goes crossey. But that was a communion with somebody to get onto the same plane. All cultures have these rituals, these pathways to altered states that are about creating moments of neuroplasticity, you know, where you can let go of your default, let go of your ego for a moment. That was a big night.
Were you granted passage to explore?
Yeah. But I'll never drink that drink again.