American White Pelican in flight above Prince Albert National Park, in the province of Saskatchewan, Canada.
When Bob and I set off from Cape Point at Cape of Good Hope in search of the distant stretch of glistening white sand seen from the lookout, we were in for a big surprise and a treat! Read more
Receiving word that access to the Tongariro Alpine Crossing was once again forbidden owing to risky conditions, Bob and I had our last day in Mt. Tongariro National Park, New Zealand, wide open. The morning looked promising with sun shining brightly when we awoke at our lodgings, at Creel Lodge. Read more
After visiting Boulder Beach on our day’s excursion from Cape Town, South Africa, it was decided to push on to the legendary Cape of Good Hope. Only known to me through history lessons in grade school, the Cape of Good Hope instilled a sense of wonder in me. I could hardly wait to see it! Read more
When Bob and I first stepped onto the conglomeration of hexagonal stepping stones that compose the Giant’s Causeway, we were transported back in time. Our imagination took flight and traveled along the pavements into the mists and legends of the past. Read more
After we left the oasis of Indian Garden, Bob and I wasted no time making headway towards Plateau Point at Grand Canyon National Park. The heat was building, the wind was constant, and the sun was torturous. Still, we forced ourselves to remain vigilant since other hikers had spotted rattlesnakes on the trail. It was when we drew near the water refilling station about 3/4 of the way between the two points that we saw a Northern Whiptail Lizard taking advantage of the puddles of spilled water in the shade of the water reservoir. Read more
The night before our scheduled Armed Safari in Kruger National Park, I was so wound up with excitement that I could hardly sleep. Laying awake from 1:30 a.m. on, I didn’t need the alarm that was set to beep us awake at 3:30 a.m., and then we prepared for the 4:30 a.m. departure from Skukuza Rest Camp. The armed park rangers in charge of leading us safely around the savanna were Rouleni and Opa. In single file, we struck out on our morning armed safari in Kruger National Park. All the while, remembering just how to react if we spotted an animal. Read more
After a stretch of very hot weather, Bob and I were desperate to get out for a hike. The Beare Hill Wetlands in Rouge National Urban Park, in northeast Toronto, Ontario, seemed a logical place to explore. Among the various butterflies and insects sighted that day, we also managed to pick out some Eastern Gray Treefrogs.