On all TrekAmerica camping trips, we use a 'food kitty': everyone, including the tour leader, chips in an equal amounts of money based on the length of the trip. The group is broken up into 3 or 4 smaller teams that take turns cooking, dish washing and tidying up the van.
Today we ventured out into the Honey Island Swamp in Slidell, Louisiana in search of Alligators and wild swamp life. We weren't disappointed!
I am often asked whether certain destinations become old or boring to me after visiting them so many times. Take, for instance, the Grand Canyon.
A sunny day in Vancouver was a heck of a way to kick off our "Canadian Road Trip" trek, an epic journey across the entire continent, from the Pacific to the Atlantic. It's going to be a grand adventure!
When you begin to consider taking a trip with TrekAmerica, one of the first decisions you probably make is whether or not you’re willing to rough it, pitching a tent each night and cooking outdoors, or whether you would enjoy arriving at pre-arranged shelter eac
Looking down at the red expanse of limestone spires of Bryce Canyon, you can't help but think of what Ebenezer Bryce, the Mormon homesteader for whom the park is named after, said about the area, "It's a hell of place to lose a cow." A hell of a place indeed.
For some obscure reason, we all started singing that old school Vanilla Ice song "Ice Ice Baby" a few days ago. Although we are all thankful that Hip Hop has greatly evolved since 1990 – no other song would be more appropriate to describe the kind of day that we just had.
This probably happens to you from time to time – you hear a certain song and your mind rewinds right back to a specific moment of your life. Nothing screams “Roadtrip” more than the ultimate playlist.
We rolled up to Zion National Park ready to hike. After all, there's a reason the Mormon pioneers named it Zion, which means "a place of refuge."