What was living in Glacier Bay National Park and Preserve in the dead of winter like? In a word, ineffable.
As the antithesis of morning person, it surprised me how much I loved the rise-with-the-sun rhythm of being on safari. After the first moments of pre-dawn torture before someone put a muffin in my hands and got me in the safari rover, there is nothing to wake you up faster than driving manically over small trees and through thorn-covered bushes to watch a leopard stalk its prey. By our second day in… Read More
After a whirlwind trip through Arches National Park, it was back to I-70 for the long haul to Grand Canyon National Park. As excited as I was to see the incredible immensity of one of the largest canyons on earth, a few months ago I could only cringe at the thought of the Grand Canyon in June. The thought of the heat and crowds was panic-inducing, especially for someone who prefers her nature with a… Read More
It’s a universally-acknowledged fact that the best way to celebrate finishing four years of flashcards and late night lab reports is to get in your car and drive away from all of your responsibilities for a week. The job apps and life planning will be right there in the anxiety-inducing pile you left them in, but it’s not often that you’ll get to feel as unattached and free as after you finish… Read More
This time last year, and the year before that, I was writing packing lists and counting down the weeks until my flight left for Iceland. I’ll be missing this crazy land of volcanoes and glaciers this summer, dried fish and snow in August included- but I won’t be sitting around eating Skyr and moping. No, I’ll be getting ready for a family hut trip through Colorado’s San Juan mountains. The family that summits 14ers together,… Read More
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