Lake of the Clouds AMC Hut, near the summit of Mt. Washington, NH—I trained for months for the hike up Mt. Madison. When my dad, older brother and I finally made the trek, boy did I struggle. The next day we did Mts. Adams and Jefferson and made it here for a day of rest for me and dad before hiking down Mt. Washington. Not til we were back in Boston did I realize I had a fever and had probably been sick the whole time. But in spite of it all, or maybe because of it, I love this place.
I'd always wanted to go up in a hot air balloon and finally got the chance to do it in Phoenix, AZ with my BFF. It's hot up in the balloon, even though it was cold that morning, but it's also a great big blast.
Also a view from my room in Positano, Italy. Too beautiful. We ate fresh figs plucked from the trees every morning—that's my definition of heaven right there.
12 Apostles, Victoria, AU - Such a beautiful stretch of the Australian coastline. It truly took my breath away, but it was just a taste of all the wonderful coastal vistas Australia had to offer.
Jervis Beach, NSW, Australia - Supposedly the white sand in the world— They sent it to Waikiki when that beach eroded, so you know it's premium stuff. You can't see them in the photo, but dolphins were paddling around no so far off shore. And, almost no one else for miles around but me and my best friend, who joined me on this leg of my 6-month journey through the Pacific Rim.
The first time I went to the Grand Canyon I was 13; I had never seen any place like it. In 2008, I returned, having traveled by then all over the world, I realized there is no place like this anywhere else on earth. Every moment of this sunset was unique and spectacular and spoke to the poet in me, though I was shivering in my shorts, just as I did when I was a girl of 13, with no concept of all the other wonders that were just waiting for me to discover them out in the big wide world.
Me in a chopper after rafting down the Colorado River through the western part of the Grand Canyon. I'd never been in a helicopter before, and I was sooo psyched; my companion not so much. We'd had a fantastic view of the canyon and the river on a great one-day whitewater rafting trip with Hualapai River Runners, and now we were getting to see both from a completely opposite vantage point. http://www.grandcanyonwest.com/rafting.php
I rode under Paris when I studied in London in 1985, but I only had a day and knew it wouldn't be enough to savor all the city had to offer. It took me until 2007 to finally make it back and above ground, but ohlala the city of light captured my heart and five days flew by too quickly.