The Val Gardena in northeastern Italy is a sight to behold, no matter how you look at it -- or from what height. When people talk about beautiful landscapes, they generally mean one of two different, in fact totally opposite things.
By Jerry Zezima I have long been told, by people too numerous to mention, including members of my own family, to take a hike. But because of the rare...
As I am walking through the forest, my Mongolian friend, Baagi, throws up a bulky stick up into the branches of a pine tree. I stand cautiously back and look up to see two pinecones fall to the ground.
During the summer months of Portugal, the weather is sunny and warm and the cool nights are made for jean shorts and cashmere sweaters. I arrived in the early afternoon, taking a cab into a city that is located only fifteen minutes away from the airport.
Most of us will admit that the scenery is at least half of the reason we go hiking in the first place, and there's no better time to take it all in than autumn.
Violence toward pets is an all-too-common form of violence in our society, and one that also deserves no tolerance.
Summer has "officially" ended (although we have all heard that before) and it was a blast. It seems to me like this was the fastest one yet due to the vast amount of traveling that occurred.
While we love summer, we must admit that we've been looking forward to the days of football and beer, leaves crunching under our boots, and crackling fireplaces. And nowhere in the country does the fall season better than New England.
God is a concept by which we measure our pain. - John Lennon According to Hesiod, an ancient Greek poet who wrote The Theogony aroun...
Still an acceptable form of travel in Iceland, hitching has its perks: It's cheap and it makes meeting locals easy (and necessary).
These incredible views, from all over the world, give the Grand Canyon some serious competition.
Meatless Mondays and Wheatless Wednesdays were encouraged and many Americans had their first vegetarian meal.
Just over a year ago, The New Republic ran a story with a catchy, but slightly insulting title: "White People Love Hiking. Minorities Don't. Here's Why." Like many other Latinos in the Southwest, I come from a family who, among other things, enjoy hunting and hiking; all activities the sensational title claims minorities "don't" like.
Hike. Meditate. I didn't do either of them seriously until I hit my 40s. Still not "perfect" at either, but much less afraid of them now than I was decades ago. Yes, more skillful.
So what's next for me? Well, now that I've gotten high-rise downtown living out of my system, I believe I am now almost-solidly, semi-fully committed to becoming a hiking-biking-take-a-walk-in-the-woods-critter-loving-all-things-outdoors-nature girl.
Wild. Wild? Not a word you'd typically associate with Ireland. Pubs? Check. Shamrocks? Check. Guinness? Oh definitely, but wild? Yes! It's the sea, you see.