[NOTE: We traveled in Australia and Tasmania back in early 2012, using a rental car and our own devices to get around. Recently, World Expeditions asked us to write about a couple of our memorable hikes for their #BestMountainTrek series. I wrote about my 2011 experience hiking Patagonia’s Torres del Paine here. While World Expeditions […]
Before we even left for Quebec, we faced some tough decisions. The centerpiece of our visit was a conference of the Adventure Travel Trade Association (ATTA), a group of destination managers and tour operators focused on adventure tourism. Adventure travel is one of the fastest growing segments of travel, and the target customers are not […]
Sometimes it just happens. You are just innocently sitting at home wondering where to go next and you get an email from your Australian friend: “We’re having a party in Honolulu for Phil’s 60th Birthday. You should come. Lots of our friends are coming. It will be fun.” I once had a motto I used […]
This is Chapter Ten of the El Mirador Odyssey, and since it only took Odysseus ten years to get home, this will be the last one. If you’re just arriving here in Ithaca for the first time, you might want to read the previous entries. There are links to them at the bottom of this […]
Kris and I got up early the next morning, mostly courtesy of a wild turkey who was squawking his way back and forth across the clearing. They really do make a sound that could be called a “gobble,” by the way.
This is part eight of the El Mirador Odyssey. There are links to parts one through seven at the bottom of this post, if you want to back up and start at the beginning or somewhere in the middle. I started out right on day two, except I was still wearing the hard sweaty shoes […]
I was perhaps being a little dramatic when I ended the last episode of the Saga of El Mirador with “Next Episode: Bees!” as if we we’re going to be attacked by Killer Central American Bees.
So Eric and I walked along toward El Mirador. And except for constantly hiking up my pants which were being pulled down by the water bladder, things were going much better. Soon after he relieved me of my camera bag, the path became a lot smoother–packed soil strewn with leaves mostly.
As I was staggering in the heat toward El Mirador, I thought back to a couple of hours earlier when Maria had stopped us all about ten minutes into the walk. She had gathered us in a circle, asked us all to bow our heads, and then offered a rather long prayer to Jesus to […]
I’ve been dreading writing installment four of My Death March to El Mirador almost as much as I dreaded actually doing it. In general, we love what we’re doing, and don’t mind so much the “travel days” when we actually have to schlep bags to a train station or airport and give up the comfort […]