There are probably just as many “types” of travelers as there are travelers. But when it comes to travel itineraries, you can generally break people down into two categories: those of the what-will-be-will-be ilk (freestyle fellows) and those who want to stick to the schedule so they’re sure they get to do everything that was [...]
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Panda recovery program bolstered by two American expats
You may have caught the news recently about a very special FedEx delivery to China’s Sichuan province: aboard the company’s custom-appointed 777 jet were two distinguished passengers, headed from the U.S. to the Chengdu Panda Base. They traveled in plexiglass crates accompanied by an entourage of caretakers, a vet, and a FedEx staffer. Their [...]
The Power of Place Names
William Least Heat-Moon, author of such American travel books as Blue Highways (1982), River Horse: A Voyage Across America (1999), and Roads to Quoz: An American Mosey (2008), is one of my favorite writers. His backdoor journeys to our country’s small and unknown locales are often instigated because of one factor: Least Heat-Moon has a [...]
Nature Revisited
It was fall when I saw the little town of Churchill in Manitoba, Canada, for the first time. Like most of the other visitors there at that time of year, I went to see its polar bears. That trip also marked the first time that I ever set foot outside the United States. That milestone, [...]
The Inventor Wore Feathers: Animal Designers
Dogs never lie. I suspect it’s because they have tails. Happy or sad, a canine instantly communicates his feelings by the aspect of his tail. I’ve often wondered why we don’t invent such a backside appendage for ourselves that could connect to our nerve endings, much as some prosthetic arms and legs do. That way [...]
Face to face with polar bears in Churchill
Guide Steve Selden has been posting regularly from Churchill during polar bear season — but here is a field report from another vantage point: that of Good Nature contributor Wendy Redal, who saw the polar bears through the wide eyes of her children.
I can still feel the Arctic air, sharp and clean. I can see [...]




