Alaska. The word evokes images of mountains and sea on a scale unknown in the lower 48. It was high time for a return visit.
With a thousand miles of big empty to cross, writer Annick Smith finds a chocolate lab makes an excellent travel companion.
We had eclipse plans. Then we didn’t. And then we did. A tale of enthusiasm, hesitation, dithering, serendipity, and fulfillment.
You’re on the Santa Fe Trail and you have a choice: one route is shorter, but water is scarce and the road is vulnerable to Indian attack; the other is longer and safer, but you’ve got to get your wagons over some serious mountains. Welcome to the Cimarron and Mountain branches of the Santa Fe Trail.
Why do I know so little about the Santa Fe Trail? Maybe following part of it will help me find out.