Stories in Wander that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Ghosts, Gold, and Gratitude in BC’s Most Popular Park
As soon as I climbed into the boat, I knew it was a mistake. Not all kayaks are created equal. Some are heavy and slow, but almost untippable. Others are light and fast and precarious. Ever the gentleman, I let my wife’s nervousness convince me to offer her the steadier kayak. And while she paddled off contentedly over the lake’s green water, I launched myself from the beach and almost instantly capsized.
Armchair Traveling to Every Country Through Art
For this great Vocal Challenge supported by Memberful, I'd like to implement a project I've long thought about, dreamed about, and want to make happen!
The Magic of Sailing
Sailboaters are atunned with nature. Power boaters are anathema to nature. I began sailing when I was a child. My family had a friend, an older gentleman with a sailboat who had an enormous amount of patience with an 8-year-old rambunctious boy. He taught me boat and water safety, how to handle a small boat in rough waters and most of all taught me respect for the sea.
Chasing one of the deadliest animals in Australia
"You are OBSESSED with crocodiles!" my mum told me every time I posted a new crocodile picture on Facebook. It's strange being called "obsessed" with something that you are terrified of.
Life And Death on Canada's West Coast
There’s nothing beyond here This is where Canada's West Coast runs out, the land finally faltering and fragmenting into a thousand rocky islands. There's nothing between here and Asia except a wild and shifting sea that brings fogs and storms and occasionally the wreckage of ships to the rocky shore.
Candace Clicks with Twins
I have wished, at times, that I had been born twins. That way, the part of me that appreciates the conveniences of city living could reside in comfort, while the part of me that strongly prefers rural life could enjoy communing with nature. However, as twins, I would be two individuals, not one. Living apart from my hypothetical twin would separate me from my best friend. Neither of us would derive pleasure from the other's experiences in the other place. After pondering this, I concluded that having a twin wouldn't solve my conundrum of wanting to be in two places at the same time.
The Seals of La Jolla
When I was a kid, my family used to take yearly vacations. Most of the time, we went to California. Where else would two little girls want their parents to take them? California has Disneyland and Disneyland is where all of our favorite people live. So, from the time I was three until I hit high school the four of us (eventually five of us) hit the road to the most magical place on Earth. While we were in California, we always went to San Diego for some beach time and to go to Sea World. My mom's favorite part of our trips was always going to seal beach in La Jolla just north of Sand Diego. Really it's La Jolla Cove, but it's always been seal beach to us. I'll admit, as a kid it wasn't as exciting to me. Playing in the ocean and ordering room service seemed like a much more fun time than standing around looking at seals from afar. On my most recent trip to San Diego, however, I finally got it.
My Visit to Chernobyl
I have been in love with travelling for as long as I can remember. From backpacking through Western Europe to living in various countries throughout my youth, there isn’t a place I would not visit. I do, however, have a fascination with destinations that many would question at first glance. Areas that have gone through turmoil, holding troubling histories, or seem so out of place that travelling to them becomes more a burden than a means to relax. This is an account of one of those visits, and it has been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. This is my account of travelling to Chernobyl, Ukraine, in December of 2018.
A Hobby for All Seasons with No End in Reason
“Somebody behind you, while you are fishing, is as bad as someone looking over your shoulder while you write a letter to your girl.“ ~ Ernest Hemingway
Black and Gold
It was summer 2009, and my divorce was final after a Colorado mandated three-month separation. One month prior to being “separated,” I had just returned from a difficult 15-month tour in Iraq. While deployed with the 4th Infantry Division in Baghdad, I was part of a combined arms team of nearly 6000 U.S. service members fighting to win The Battle of Sadr City through the worst combat since the initial invasion of Iraq in 2003.
The Strength Of A Nation With A Beat
The beating of the drum is the first thing I hear. At first, it starts out slow, like a heartbeat…thump, thump…thump, thump. Then the beat speeds up and my heart tries to find the rhythm. But the beat is much faster, like excitement building. One voice begins the song. There are no words, just a melodic vocal sound, like one eagle calling to another. Then the other voices join in and it sounds like a harmonized war cry. The smell of sage and sweetgrass is in the air and I watch the dancers form a line at the East Gate. Long dark hair blows in the breeze and eagle feathers ruffle. Then the chuffing sound of moccasins gliding over the grass in perfect rhythm with the drum tells me that these are my people and I am where I belong.
Some notable London tube stations
To be strictly accurate, the word “tube” should only apply to those lines that run through bored tunnels, as opposed to lines that run closer to the surface and were originally built by the “cut and cover” method. However, the term “The Tube” is now used generally to cover all of the London Underground system.