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The Badlands: One Look Wasn't Enough
What first felt like another planet has given way to birds, prairie dogs, bison, bighorn sheep and fellow travelers moving through the landscape.
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Yellowstone: Somewhere Along the Way
The alarm sounds at 4 a.m. It is an early start, but wolves don't operate on our schedule, and wolves are the mission at hand. By 5 a.m., the car heads toward Lamar Valley through the darkness. With months of research behind us, we are on
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Grindelwald: First Descent
Standing at the First summit, one could almost be fooled into believing they'd conquered a mountain. Surrounded by snow-covered peaks at more than 11,000 feet, it was easy to feel like a mountaineer. Of course, we'd arrived by gondola, but confidence has never required
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Tárcoles: The Distance Between
Traffic comes in intervals. The bridge settles into brief silence before the next car passes. When it does, the vibration carries through the concrete underfoot, followed by a rush of air as it moves past the narrow walkway. Heat lifts the smell of rubber and exhaust from the road. The
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Sólheimasandur: Without Direction
The wreck of the DC-3 sits alone against the black sand, its metal frame stripped down to something that barely resembles an aircraft anymore. The wind moves across the plain without resistance. Somewhere beyond it, the Atlantic can be heard, but not seen. The sound carries farther than expected,