Humans are by far the kindest, most compassionate, most creative, most violent, most destructive and most misery-inducing animal in the history of the world. We are the only creature capable of creating global problems.
Awareness alone isn't enough, especially when the sentimentally charged conversation happens in a void. So we talked to some of Africa's most trusted, most esteemed conservators about the practice of game hunting to set the record straight--the good, the bad, and the (often incredibly) ugly.
Just so everyone is on the same page, being raw vegan means you eat no animal products and no cooked food. This pretty much limits you to fruits vegetables, nuts, and seeds.
The fact that we have developed this tablet dependency, however real, does trouble me. Technology offers many wonderful benefits, no doubt. But research is replete with data that continues to underscore the damaging effects of technology on relationship building, attention spans, and our ability to think and play creatively.
If ever there was a time to visit a few of the 3500 islands that make up the Galapa...
Maybe your mind goes to epic hikes in Yosemite, paddling the coast of Acadia or camping out under the stars in Zion--but chances are you didn't think of relaxing on a beach.
Although blue moons do not cast an actual blue shadow, their very existence is a symbolic celestial reminder, a message out of the blue, as it were.
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Living free in the wild, being admired -- not killed -- for their beauty is where these species true and only value should lie. Cecil brought in significant tourist dollars as a living, breathing icon. Now he is nothing more than a sad reminder of what greed and exploitation of wildlife can lead to.
It can be particularly nice to find a hotel where open-air rooms benefit from the breeze as well so you can enjoy it around the clock. Numerous hotels have rooms with an al fresco leaning, but here are the 10 prettiest we've ever seen.
As a recent college graduate, I had the rare opportunity to share my love for one of our nation's most cherished sites. I worked with and helped visitors from the community and around the world. I found my first park, but the National Mall was hardly my last.
I used to be a backcountry camper. I went light. I brought only what I could carry on my back. Now, as the proud father of three Colorado native daughters, ages 2, 5, and 7, I'm ready to embrace my family's full car camping--and glamping--potential.
This is a parable I wrote a few years ago with a student, Krysta Tabuchi. I'm using it here to illustrate the journey of Vocal Power.
Today, the Earth got a little hotter, and a little more crowded. Broken computers and wildflowers are making this week's column late, short, but swee...