The first treasure, discovered back in the 1860s when Park City was no more than a motley collection of small settlements, was silver. Tales of fame and fortune followed, and at one time, the city’s Silver King Mine was one of the most well-known and prosperous mines in the world.Continue Reading
Snow is hardly the first thing that comes to mind when visiting the lush islands of Hawaii, but there I was, wearing only board shorts, slops and a light windbreaker, ascending the steep gravel road…
Recent social media research has revealed the most popular national parks on Instagram, with Yosemite National Park coming out tops.
The winners of the Condé Nast Johansens Awards for Excellence 2020 has been announced. Congratulations to all these exceptional establishments!
Nothing beats that pure moment of ecstasy when your adrenaline kicks in and you feel like you’re on top of the world. These moments are amazing. You feel like you’re unstoppable—invincible even! But these moments can be pretty hard to plan. Lucky for you, we’ve got a list of six activities that will get your adrenaline pumping. And the best part? You can do them in some of the coolest places throughout the U.S.A.
Franki Black is a South African travel writer currently based in London. She’s worked in a Costa Rican jungle, on yachts in the Caribbean and in the African bushveld. As an expert journalist and travel writer, we recently caught up with her to find out what she recommends as the top outdoor adventures that need to be added to everyone’s bucket list. Sit back, relax and be inspired.
A couple good beers and a couple hours of music with friends is a nice change from the full day out and about in football-crazy Oxford. It’s a welcome alternative to the wear and tear of a home game victory night in the bars. What has been called home by football stars has been the same to writers and musicians.
The campus is closed off to traffic up ahead. A sign high above the street reads, “Welcome to Ole Miss.” Tents are spread out as far as you can see, and just as thick are the heady smells of cigars and stale, already, beer. The Grove.
I look to my inside and see that I am alone. “This is it”, I tell myself and turn around to paddle. I push my chin into my board to get as much downward momentum as I can and paddle my heart out. The swell gets steeper and steeper feeling the reef, still paddling as the wave picks me up. As I get to my feet it feels like I’m on the edge of a cliff, the bottom of the wave seems a mile away…
