I ended 2014 and began 2015 in Maine, where temperatures shifted from the warm mid-forties to the bitterly cold single digits. Regardless of the weather however, Maine is always beautiful, and I was lucky enough to spend some time on the rocky coastline, searching for Snowy Owls.
The pile of rocks didn’t look like much. Located where the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel changes from the above-ground bridge to a tunnel beneath the ocean, the rocks border the large channel that shipping and militaryContinue reading
We were flying. The water and waves beneath us were nothing but elements to speed us faster, and the shoreline quickly slipped away as our boat motor powered us forward. It was hard not toContinue reading
I think it’s official, I am addicted to National Wildlife Refuges. In a span of two weeks in June I visited three separate refuges: Back Bay Wildlife Refuge, Egmont Key Wildlife Refuge, and last butContinue reading
We arrived at Fort De Soto Park’s campground just before sundown, as an evening thunderstorm prepared to pass over us. The campsite that we shared with my fiance Brian’s family looked out onto shallow grass flats,Continue reading
I didn’t expect to push my comfort zone at 10 p.m. at night, but that’s just what happened last weekend. We were camping in Fort De Soto Park on the Gulf coast of Florida, thirtyContinue reading
My sister graduated from college last weekend, and while I’m more proud of her than I can say, it did require an eight hour drive from my parents’ house in Maine all the way toContinue reading
It was my first ever professional conference. As a Stanback Intern at The Conservation Fund, I was attending the North Carolina Land Trust Assembly spring meeting, held in Salter Path of the Outer Banks. InContinue reading
