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Carved by a thousand years of glacial waters, Fjaðrárgljúfur is a site to behold. The precarious trails lead you out over blue waters on canyon walls that more closely resemble sheep trails than actual walking paths for humans- but the vertigo is worth it for a view like that. “I let it go. It’s like swimming against the current. It exhausts you. After a while, whoever you are, you just have to let… Read More

Some places never really leave you. Iceland is one of them. Once you’ve traced the jagged ice of its glaciers, or watched the midnight sun graze the horizon, you’re a goner. Even after you’ve touched down on familiar soil, gotten that weird camped-for-too-long stench out of your sleeping bag, and slept in your own bed, Iceland lingers with you. I’ve spent two summers there now, and have travelled the Ring Road twice,… Read More

Well, it turns out that no amount of stubborn denial and refusal to pack can actually stop a great vacation from coming to an end. The day to go back to real life arrived without my consent, and here I am back in Boston. I did miss the city, and am so excited for all the things to come- but it’s never easy leaving my mountain home. There’s something that happens when… Read More

It was an awesome treat to roll up to a campsite this beautiful after spending too much time stuck in the city. Would definitely recommend the Crawford Notch Campground to any New Englanders looking for an autumn adventure! Read about my weekend in the woods here. “We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us.” ― John… Read More

I caught this image as friends skipped rocks over the icy waters of the Jökulsárlón Glacial lagoon. Read more about my mishaps and adventures in Iceland here– or just follow Scenic Route Travels over the summer, because I’m headed back! That’s right, this lucky girl gets to spend another month in Iceland as camp manager to the amazing trip I went on last summer. I only hope it’s half as incredible as my… Read More

4 days in the radiant Colorado sun was about all it took for me to give up on weathering the East Coast winter and pray for spring. Though, living in Boston, I’ll settle for an extra hour of sun and a few days above 30º. I flew home last Wednesday for a quick recharge in the Rockies and was dying to get a little hiking in. Hanging Lake is an old classic,… Read More

The dizzying heights and dizzying climb had me scrambling for a rocky seat amongst the other awestruck hikers. Having left behind the unrelenting gravel crunch of our 4 hour ascent, the deafening silence of the summit rung in my ears. My own two legs had earned me this precarious seat at the top of the world, and it was gratifying and exhilarating. Or it would have been, if I hadn’t been so exhausted. The real… Read More