If your kids are like mine, they were just born and can't remember these seminal events. But thankfully, many of the places these events took place still exist and you can relive them with your children. Here is a coast-to-coast road trip of fabulous '90s landmarks.
Meet Fritz Fritz Kreis and Thomas Fuerst, two insane Germans who just drove their MINI Cooper east from Heidelberg, Germany to New York City. If you thought that last coast-to-coast trip you took was pretty epic, you have now been officially one-upped
The only stop we made on the high-speed stretch of highway was at The Shoe Tree. The original "Shoe Tree," was cut down a few years back, but thankfully pretty much any tree will do, so a new shoe tree now exists for your offbeat pleasure.
s a new mom to a fantastic little boy, it's my duty to raise him to be a man that has fortitude, drive, passion and other manly stuff like that. So, on our road trip down Route 66, I'm focused on exposing him to as many awesome American places I can.
Our parents saw us off from Angie's driveway, and we waved until we couldn't see their faces anymore. Armed with travelers' checks, cash, maps, snacks and the best mix tapes we could create, we headed east.
Without you, we'd have been cooked, which would have been almost as bad as driving over the edge of the Grand Canyon. On behalf of myself, my friend, her dog, and all foolish drivers, I belatedly thank you.
In Oregon, our first big stop was at a place that I'm happy to say has already been protected for more than a century: Crater Lake National Park. The blue water looked as amazing as when gold prospectors stumbled upon it in 1853. It's the deepest lake in the U.S., with incredibly clear water.
There is something universal about roadtrips. The soundtrack of my particular childhood journeys was a combination of Barbara Streisand, the musical Annie and the Solid Gold cassette collection. Now it's time for my son to experience it.
Was surviving our sojourn an achievement worth noting on a resume? And more importantly, am I so terrible a travel partner as to note mere survival as a successful outcome? This would require serious thought.
My first Wilderness experience was as a Boy Scout in California. Spending four days on a Wilderness backpacking trip in the Klamath Mountains at the age of 13 changed my life forever and put me on a path to be a conservationist.