Legend has it that Pele, Hawai’i’s Goddess of volcanoes and fire, and mistress of both destruction and rebirth, lives in the Halemaʻumaʻu Crater in the shadow of massive Mauna Loa, on Hawai’i’s Big Island. Her spirit and power are manifest in the Kilauea volcano, and—no disrespect intended—she was smokin’ hot
The Kuleana Spirit of Big Island Agricole Rum Almost fourteen hundred years ago, audacious Polynesian sailors discovered the tiny archipelago we call the Hawaiian Islands. In double-hulled canoes, they transported the essentials of life across hundreds of miles of open ocean to create a vibrant culture on these naked, forbidding,
Pura Vida, Tourism, and Eco-Sustainability When the invite came, we canceled other plans, packed quickly, and headed for the airport. There are dozens of good reasons why travelers flock to Costa Rica–stunning natural beauty, friendly locals, a commitment to sustainability and conservation, among them—but, for us, it is a “no
Paris is a most magical place. There are always new sights. There are always stories. On this trip, we were with friends with small children, and we had only a few hours left in which to capture and consume some of that magic. Time to get moving. On the early
The rumors start earlier every year, now well before Thanksgiving, just like the ads for diamonds, drones, and dolls. I guess they are an improvement over the rumors and attack ads whenever we have an election, but these seemed just, well, mean-spirited. I was hearing it rumored that Santa wasn’t real, and the North Pole workshop was just an urban legend. Perhaps it was the Grinch and his boys, or Scrooge and his social media
In this short roadtrip, we traversed America.
Roadtrip! My rallying cry for the better part of half a century, it was never so welcome as this past Monday when we completed our vaccinations and the National Parks started opening their sites. The Coronavirus had kept us home for almost a year. The world was just shutting down as we headed home from Alaska’s dog sleds
Nashville is a renewed city with a contemporary skyline. We stayed downtown, a few blocks from the Cumberland River which brought the first country fiddlers—supposedly including one Davy Crockett—to this growing, middle-Tennessee town almost 150 years ago.
Spring comes late to this high country. If it’s early June, bring your long underwear.
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