I'm a newcomer to travel. My first trip out of the country was to Canada in 2002. Granted, it was a spectacular first outing. I went to see the polar bears of Churchill, Manitoba. And it was there that I fell in love with a place, with a notion of the North, with adventure, with the wild, and with the world.
Two years later, I received an assignment from On Wisconsin Magazine to cover the Yukon Quest Sled Dog Race in Fairbanks, Alaska. But it wasn't until I began research on my first book, Great Wisconsin Winter Weekends, in the fall of 2004 that I even saw the northern part of my state. It was while working on that book that I first got to spend a considerable amount of time in a new environment at road-level, getting to know a place other than "home" with a comfortable familiarity.
Since then, in the past three years, I have traveled to some of the most beautiful wild places left on earth: Yellowstone National Park, British Columbia, New Zealand, the Patagonia region of Chile and Argentina, the Scottish Islands in the North Atlantic, Newfoundland, the canyons of the American Southwest, and the state and national forests of Wisconsin. It's been quite a ride.
These places all have a breathing character, and they all imparted a sense of themselves to me. Over the next few months, I hope to try to set down in words, here, some of what I've found.
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