Oceanographer Sylvia Earle, or “Her Deepness,” is one of Nat Geo’s Explorers in Residence, an elite group of scientists and adventurers who, with the Society’s support, serve as visionaries in their field, doing groundbreaking work that not only improves our understanding of the planet we share, but makes it a better place. Earle recently returned from an expedition in Palau, and took time to share reflections on her career, her thoughts on travel, and what it’s like to swim with 13 million jellyfish. Here’s what she had to say.
I’ve always wanted to give mountain climbing a try. But then I’d start thinking about how risky it was, and how much suffering seemed to go with the sport. There was always a reason to put it off. But when my eldest son became old enough to start looking at colleges, I realized that this was the perfect chance to try something new together. And what better place to give it a go than Grand Teton?
Travel may not take us to water that replenish our strength or smooth out our wrinkles, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a kind of “fountain of youth.” One way it works is by stretching time.
I sat down with Don George, editor at large at “National Geographic Traveler” magazine and author of “Lonely Planet Guide to Travel Writing,” and asked him to don (no pun intended) his editor’s cap and dispense some pearls of wisdom about what budding travel writers can do to make their work sing. This is what he had to say.
Quick tips about how to get started on the Appalachian Trail from Jennifer Pharr Davis, who holds the speed record (46 days, 11 hours, and 20 minutes) for through-hiking the American treasure.
Last month Don George had the opportunity to participate for the second year in a row in the Ubud Writers & Readers Festival on the Indonesian island of Bali. Here’s his account of the experience.
Many travelers opt for hop-on, hop-off tour buses to get a quick primer on a new place. As silly as it can look, and it does, it’s a useful way to get oriented when you’re visiting a destination for the first time. But there’s an alternative: biking.
A hundred years after the first hydroelectric dam opened on the Elwha River in Washington’s coastal Olympic National Park, river advocates cheer the near completion of the biggest dam removal project in U.S. history.
As someone who was born, raised, and currently resides in San Francisco, I often take the city’s unique assets for granted. But when I was hired to take photographs for a guide book about my hometown, I learned to see San Francisco through new eyes: those of a tourist.
The superrich have long been known — accurately or not — for their competitiveness. But that doesn’t have to be such a bad thing. Learn more about four billionaires who are investing in the future of our oceans.
Katherine Connor’s tale of turning youthful wanderlust into animal-saving action as the founder of Boon Lott’s Elephant Sanctuary in northern Thailand inspired an outpouring of votes that added up to make her our People’s Choice Traveler of the Year. Learn more about this globetrotting rebel with a cause.
I’m not sure quite what I was expecting when I arrived at the National Mask Festival in Papua New Guinea. I think I envisioned a gathering of PNG’s many tribes in a big grassy field surrounded by jungle. But I soon discovered, as I was passing through the tickets-required entryway, that it’s a far more organized affair.
I may be the only person crossing the border into Ciudad del Este who isn’t here to buy or sell stuff on the sly. Instead, I’m chasing something else: the fun of lowbrow travel.
My favorite travel film is probably “Yes Man,” a mostly forgettable 2008 film in which a troubled Jim Carrey vows to say “yes” to everything. What better travel lesson can a film possibly offer? Say “yes” as much as you can (even to two tickets to Cornhusker Central) — and go not with low expectations, but with no expectations.
I’ve been transcribing two boxes of travel journals I keep stashed under my desk. I’m far from finished, but a clear pattern has emerged. Wherever I was making my entry – geographically or mentally – one key part of the trip consistently escaped record: the return home.
I didn’t know what I’d need for my first extended meditation retreat, and I’d never been to the Bay area in winter, so I packed enough for a year in any climate – just to be on the safe side. This was my first lesson in traveling mindfully.
A plethora of recently published articles have panned “voluntourism” as little more than salve for bleeding-heart rich folks. The problem is, it’s rarely that simple.
Street parades, art, and music provide the rhythm of life in Salvador, so I decide to see if any locals might be willing to teach me how to party like a Salvadoran.
No matter how many journals I fill, photos I take, tweets I send, I find that oftentimes I “document” the wrong things.
Aziz Abu Sarah, a Muslim, works with an Orthodox rabbi as well as a former banker to give dual-narrative tours of the Holy Land with their company, Mejdi, and with National Geographic Expeditions. His approach, which has earned praise from church groups, executives, and even UN Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon, is drawn from his experience of growing up Palestinian in Jerusalem. Here are a few life lessons from this intrepid traveler.
Tyler Bounds, investigator with the Bigfoot Field Researchers Organization (BFRO) and outdoor technician for Animal Planet’s Finding Bigfoot, shares his personal philosophy on ‘squatching — his raison d’yeti, if you will — as well as some tips for newcomers interested in going on their very own DIY expedition.
This summer, I walked into the woods at night with a group of strangers and tried to find Bigfoot.
The pilgrims are steadfast, fervent, determined as they pass through the Galician village of O Cebreiro, in northwestern Spain. The dogs do not bark; they see pilgrims every day. O Cebreiro is on the final leg of the Way of St. James, a medieval route that ends in Galicia’s capital, Santiago de Compostela.
Honey tasting in the Caucasus is Darwinian tourism at its best. There are no signs, guides, routes, regulations, and only a handful of English speakers who know a whit about bees or honey. But it’s more than worth the trouble.