This is a blog about my adventures, disasters, and daydreams while exploring the world. It’s about what I’ve learned from the places and people I’ve encountered. But above all, its about taking the scenic route. It’s almost never the easy or sensible way, but it takes you to some incredible places. Happy Travels!
What was living in Glacier Bay National Park and Preserve in the dead of winter like? In a word, ineffable.
The past few months of living in Glacier Bay, I’ve taken any opportunity I can to see more of the park. In true Gustavus fashion, the more my roommate Addy and I explored, the more people reached out to offer us gear to borrow and chances to do something new. We’ve been ice skating on a pond near the post office where the town gathers to play hockey on frigid days. We’ve… Read More
Pulling together my thoughts from a tumultuous and challenging year, I had to face it: This was my least traveled year yet. But it was also one of my best. While my parents made their way across the African continent by boat, plane, safari jeep, and camel, my geographic range rarely strayed from Alaska. But what a state to call home. I was warned early on about the ways the Land of… Read More
The odds were not in my favor. Out of over 12,000 applicants, only 400 lottery tickets per day are given out during the annual Denali road lottery. And of those, only one of the four days is over the weekend- the others on weekdays, so you’d have to take time off. And then, once you’ve been lucky enough to secure a spot (some people apply for years without success), the issue of… Read More
They say nobody likes you when you’re 23, and let me tell you, my bank account definitely isn’t a fan of 23-year-old Molly. Over Independence Day weekend, I took my second spontaneous out-of-state trip of the summer (very delayed Memorial Day weekend post coming soon). One moment I was joking with friends from Denver about hanging out for the long weekend, and an hour later we were getting confirmation emails for a three… Read More
It took three highway-side moose encounters, but I now play it moderately cool when I spot those antlers lumbering down the shoulder of the road ahead. Or at least I don’t scream as loudly anymore, anyways.