In the final minutes of a 12-hour flight, I was bleary-eyed and tired. Over 30 hours in transit, too many movies, and not enough sleep. I could have stayed hidden in the Himalayas for another month with pleasure, but instead I was returning home to all sorts of...

Tahoe is buried in fresh snow, the earth encased in a pristine shell that dissolves beneath feet and fingertips. Perfect conditions to learn how to snowboard. So I did. People who meet me and hear that I'm a trekking guide in Nepal often conjure an image of me as a...

Driving the convertible: top down, music up. Blacktop two-lane road snakes across the hot dust of wine country and into the depths of redwood forest before expelling me into coastal Pacific fog. It’s no secret I’m smitten with California, in all its forms. After 3...