There’s a little slice of heaven, available at discount Mexican rates, just north and east of the line in the sand they call the Texas / Mexico border. Advertisement Texas has the...
How the mix of shredding cotton ball cirrus clouds fell in to absorb a long gone jet’s lingering chemtrail mixed with wildfire smoke puffing out of a nearby mountain shap...
I can sleep anywhere. A friend’s couch. A friend’s couch covered in cat urine. A park bench (though I prefer the grass). A tent. Or no tent, but still in the woods. The f...
I woke up in a land almost indescribably beautiful. Two glacier-dimpled mountains surrounded by vast colorful autumn alpine scrub. I drove my family and I to and through...
I wish the hunters wouldn’t leave so much for the gatherers. And by hunters I mean just that; campground attendees who come to take a deer and so often leave a pile of...
“They’re evacuating Twisp,” Renée told me. She and the kids were in the town of Winthrop, I back in with our Airstream at a boondocking site by the name of Bear Creek....
A naturalist was standing just outside of the fence surrounding the Big Tree, an ancient, massive Ponderosa Pine near La Pine Oregon, when a tourist approached him. “Th...
A naturalist was standing just outside of the fence surrounding the Big Tree, an ancient, massive Ponderosa Pine near La Pine Oregon, when a tourist approached him. “Th...
A naturalist was standing just outside of the fence surrounding the Big Tree, an ancient, massive Ponderosa Pine near La Pine Oregon, when a tourist approached him. “Th...
A naturalist was standing just outside of the fence surrounding the Big Tree, an ancient, massive Ponderosa Pine near La Pine Oregon, when a tourist approached him. “Th...
A naturalist was standing just outside of the fence surrounding the Big Tree, an ancient, massive Ponderosa Pine near La Pine Oregon, when a tourist approached him. “Th...
A naturalist was standing just outside of the fence surrounding the Big Tree, an ancient, massive Ponderosa Pine near La Pine Oregon, when a tourist approached him. “Th...
A naturalist was standing just outside of the fence surrounding the Big Tree, an ancient, massive Ponderosa Pine near La Pine Oregon, when a tourist approached him. “Th...
Snow still stripes the Eastern Sierras as foreign eyes from lands as far as Germany, Japan, or as nearby as Pennsylvania and Michigan state up the mountains. Aspen groves...
A trail leads to a shrine at the 5900′ summit of the mountain which makes up the northeastern slope of Bisbee, Arizona. We had taken the trail before though, walking pa...
Construction workers toil away fixing potholes in the divided highway that bypasses old downtown Durango, Colorado. A few miles of strip greet newcomers, heavy traffic sl...
In the dissipation of the last night’s fog over Boulder Creek a man sits on, not at, a picnic table, looking down over the small gully that divides his current home–the...
4/20 Easter Greetings from Capitol Reef Country Men load up the bed of their pickup trucks with coolers full of sandwiches and Coors Light. Loc...
Greetings from Moab, Utah It was with disillusionment that we first met Moab, nearly two weeks ago. A town full of adventure seekers who’d come...
The women who set us up with a spot on our first night in the area are Indians. Navajo, most likely. We’ve got a spot at Wahweap Resort. A dam just downstream from us ha...
Bryce Canyon is not, technically, a canyon. The details are best left to scientific explanations about the means behind erosion, the flow of water, and other wonderfull...
Long before the sun completely sets, trees the size of many whales cast their shadows dark over smaller pines and the occasional oak. They feel like particle board, a hor...
Greetings from the Redwoods Several years ago a man, his Lady, and their VW Bus spent nights sleeping beneath the bows of the mighty Redwoods o...
The mist is more than thick, it is downright cuttable. On the advice of a ranger, my party and I skipped the standard entrance to Jedediah Smith State Park–one of seve...
The wind is heavy, more like a wall of sound and dust than invisible moving air. Tonight our caravan of three families in Airstreams and a woman in a tent will not build...
Greetings from Picacho State Park! It’s amazing the amount of traffic that a freeway can hold at any given ungodly hour of the night. From a s...
The moon came up slow. Many and cumulus were the clouds covering the horizon, and from about a half hour below the tops of them it shone up through like the opposite of h...
“Why is this place full when Gilbert Hill is a ghost town?” she asks. No one seems to know. The park rangers are young and look like they’re having more than your averag...
These mountains don’t stand particularly tall, but boy do they look good doing it. At 4000′ on average, even the flat parts of West Texas are higher than most everything...
Greetings from Sunny Bend, Oregon! An old friend is jumping a few feet into the air to land, a bit topsy turvy, on a slackline strung b...
Search Explore Issue #200 A Day in the Life of Astoria, Oregon We walk you up and down the streets of Astoria...
The sand dunes lounging between the evergreens and neon yellow Scotch Broom lining the peninsula stretching south from Manzanita to hug Nehalem Bay like a raindrop desperate to cling to a leaf are ever...
When your beers are kicked and a morning bike ride is calling, what could be more enjoyable than a good piss to put your fire out. All of the RVers have shown their respective piles of hey what a good...
This is the personal blog of Nathan Swartz, a web designer, traveler and family man. It started way back in May of 2004, making it one of the older blogs on the web and one of a relative few which have...
Greetings from the Everglades! Two osprey perch stalwart in the dead standing snag that was once a fig tree. It’s well after dark, and...
Greetings from Big Cypress National Preserve! Driving along US 41 through Florida, the Tamiami Trail as it’s known, a show rarely seen...
Greetings from the Florida Keys! Keyhopping: the back and forthing via bridges and an automobile from one small island to another. I...
A Feral Freedom to be Wild 10/4/14 10:33 pmI’ve been lead to believe that once an animal has ever been tamed, neither it nor its descendants can ever be considered truly wild again. They are...
Greetings from Deer Trail Park Campground It’s the evening before Memorial Day and for every spoke on every spinning bike tire whizzing...
Greetings from Rifrafters Campground Nanny holds Wylder, our youngest at 8 months, as he sleeps on her shoulder at a picnic table an un...
