Travel Tips

I used to think camping hygiene was just about baby wipes and good intentions. Turns out, after spending three weeks last summer at various campsites across

I used to think camping showers were this binary thing—you either froze under a stream of glacier water or you just, you know, didn’

I used to think customs was just about declaring your liquor and chocolate. Turns out, the whole system is built on something called the Harmonized System—

The San Juan River cuts through southern Utah like someone dragged a knife through layered cake, and honestly, the exposed limestone tells a story that’

The Abajo Mountains don’t announce themselves the way you’d expect a mountain range to. I first drove past them on Highway 191, coming up from

I used to think road trip communities were just Facebook groups full of people posting sunset photos from overlooks. Turns out, the landscape of road trip

I used to think coming home from a trip would feel like relief. Instead, it’s this weird liminal space where your body is in one place but your brain

I used to think wildlife photography ethics were mostly about not getting too close to bears. Turns out, the whole thing is infinitely messier than that

I used to think deserts were just empty. Then I drove Highway 12 between Escalante and Boulder, Utah, and realized I’d been spectacularly wrong about what “

I spent three years thinking I had it figured out—the whole adventure-versus-responsibility thing. Turns out, I was wrong about almost everything.