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Get Primal on the Island of Hawaii - Volcanoes National Park


Photo and story by Jerome Shaw

Volcanoes National Park in Hawaii is a primordial place that bring your instincts to the fore and lets your intellect recede. Standing at a crack in earth's crust allows you reach back into time and imagine when all the earth was much different than today.  A visit to Volcanoes National park is as close to traveling in time to a time when the our planet was forming.

Don't miss visiting the Big Island of Hawaii and you definitely should not miss the chance see the spectacle of fire and rock. The Kilauea Visitor’s Center is where your adventure begins at Hawaii Volcanoes National Park (VNP.) It is a good idea  to stop in if only to have a chat with park rangers. The landscape at VNP changes frequently.  Trails are often closed to visitors because of lava flows or simple trail maintenance.  The staff at the visitor's center can point you to the best trails for the time of year and expected whether conditions.

Expert Tip: Ask about any special offerings on that day's schedule.  There maybe a special presentation by one of the Rangers or guided walk to a special area of the park. This is great way to get some in depth information about the park that will enhance your visit or get your questions answered about VNP.

Most people come to Volcanoes National Park tp see one thing but hope not see another. Everyone would like to see a lava flow but most hope they won't get a front row seat to a full-fledged volcanic eruption.  The staff at the visitor's center can point you to the best and safest access points to the lava flows.

Expert Tip: Ask for a map at the visitors center - you can't always rely on your cell phone map.

The Kalpana Lava flow offers one of the best and surest points to see the molten rock. The website Big Island Hikes offers detailed information on the route and details about distance, fitness level and what to bring.  The National Park service website has page offering lava flow viewing tips.

Expert Tip: Your photos of the lava flows will be more dramatic if you can plan your visit when the light levels are low near the end of the day. Combine a lava flow with a sunset for sure fire Instagram hit.

Another place you should see are the steam vents which are not far from the Kilauea Visitor Center, They are on the left side of the road drive less than a mile from the visitor's center. The cause of the steam is ground water that trickles down through to the heated volcanic rock.

Expert Tip: The steam vents make an interesting backdrop for photos of people or selfies, but you need not get too close.

You can also visit the sulphur banks. These are best visited when one of the Park Rangers are giving a walk and talk.  The Rangers enhance the sulphur bank experience and often provide information about Hawaiian Folklore. The walk along the Sulphur Banks Trail is an easy one and wheelchair accessible.

I hope you'll visit Volcanoes National Park as part of your Hawaiian Island Adventure.  Here is a nice video titled Living in the Moment on the Island of Hawaii to inspire your Hawaiian visit.







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Climbing Africa's highest mountain, Tanzania's Mount Kilimanjaro

The summit Kilimanjaro, Africa's highest mountain, from Karanga Camp, the stopping point for the fourth night of the climb. 
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Climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro at Age 66: FITNESS MATTERS!

What does it take to stand atop Africa's highest mountain in your seventh decade on the planet?  

Travel Boldly asked Sally McKinney to interview a man that knows. Billy Giles has climbed Tanzania's Mount Kilimanjaro, or "Kili" as it affectionately known, three times since he topped 60 years of age. Billy's feats certainly give me hope of summiting at least one of Seven Summits during my seventh decade. Read Billy's interview and get yourself motivated for your own Kilimanjaro climbing adventure. 


                                                                       Jerome Shaw Publisher of Travel Boldly

Sally's other inspiring stories of travel for Travel Boldly



Questions by Sally McKinney   Answers by Billy Giles


In July, 2014, Billy Giles climbed Africa’s highest mountain. For the third time.

While Billy walked uphill for days to reach 19, 385 feet, Sally took it easy and read: “Kilimanjaro: A Photographic Journey to the Roof of Africa”.

After Billy (BEG) came home to Indiana, he answered Sally’s (SMK) many questions:

All photos by Billy Giles


Map of climbing Kilimanjaro on the Machame Route, courtesy
SMK   You’ve done this twice before. What makes climbing Kili so special?
BEG   The first time, it was because I thought it was a real adventure and something I could possibly do. It was a reason to go somewhere that was not like anywhere I’d ever been. I could also go with someone from that place. After I went once, I wanted to go back to see more and to see friends I’d made in Tanzania. When friends and family have approached me about climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro, I’ve jumped at the chance. And, at 19,385 feet, Mt. Kilimanjaro is the highest point in Africa.

SMK   Which route did you take?
BEG   I took the Machame route for all thee climbs. Marangu route uses huts for sleeping. For Machame, the porters bring tents, so you don’t have to reserve hut space. The weather is said to be better and more scenic on Machame. The Machame route is less direct, so there’s more time to acclimate to altitude, therefore a greater success rate.

Mt. Meru can be seen in the distance to the west from Shira 

camp. It is the second highest mountain in Tanzania at just 

under 15,000 feet. The Shira Cathedral, one of the three 

volcanoes that make up Kilimanjaro, is on the right.
SMK How many miles (kilometers) is your route up-and-down Kili?
BEG   One source says from Machame Gate up to Uhuru summit and down to Mweka Gate is 37 miles (62 kilometers). But I have found that different sources give different distances for the trails and different altitudes for the camps on Mt. Kilimanjaro.

SMK   You spent six nights sleeping in tents on the mountain. Tell me more. . .
BEG   Walter (a long-time Tanzania friend) and I shared a tent. I had a sleeping pad, a bag and a pillow, but my coat was a pillow most nights. We’d often sleep on a slope, heads up, feet down, so I’d have to pull myself up again--several times a night--whenever I slipped down!

SMK   When you climbed Kili  the first and second times. . .how old were you?
BEG 61 and 63.

Shira Camp at the eastern edge of the Shira Plateau is the 
stopping point for the second night. The summit of Kilimanjaro 
is in the clouds in the background.
SMC  How did you get started climbing?
BEG I read Edmund Hillary’s account of the first climb of Mt. Everest in the fifth grade. A few years later, I read a book on the history of climbing Mt. Everest, including George Mallory’s tragic attempt. And I knew that climbing Everest was something I would never do.  My first experience in climbing came much later when my cousin, Pete, and I climbed in Rocky Mountain National Park. Then I saw a documentary on PBS about a scientist with a neuromuscular disease who tried to climb Kilimanjaro. After this, climbing Kili seemed like something I could do. In 2004, when I met Walter Miya (former ranger for Tanzania National Park), I knew this could become a reality.

SMK   What made your third climb different?
Alpine chats are common along the middle portion of the 
Machame Route.
BEG Even though I was 66 years old, climbing was easier than when I was younger! I owe it all to working out at the YMCA.  This time, I wasn’t the last one to reach camp. I could actually walk around in each camp at the end of the day’s hike and not just collapse into my tent. On summit day, I actually made it to the crater rim before sunrise. I had never made it to the summit of any mountain before sunrise. The porters still called me “Babu” (Swahili for “old man” or “grandfather”).

SMK   What else motivated you?
BEG   It was there! It was an adventure! It was a reason to travel!

Looking down on one of the glaciers on the flanks of Kilimanjaro 
from the crater rim. The glaciers look much larger from above than 
from below.
SMK Tell me more about how you trained for Climb Number Three?
BEG   In 2011 during the second climb, I was in bad shape, weighed more than I had ever weighed before and had a very, very difficult time. I swore I’d never climb it again. It was time to take action, to do something about my lack of fitness. For me, joining the YMCA was that action. After joining in January, 2012, I spent 2 ½ years working out on treadmills, stairs, steppers, free weights and resistance machines. The first six months, a personal trainer was very helpful. Every day I was in Bloomington, I tried to work out at the Y. In 2013, I went for a streak of 50 days in a row! Gradually, I’ve gotten in much better shape and feel much better, much healthier. This transformation has been without drastically changing my diet. . .except for drinking less beer.

The summit of Kilimanjaro from Shira Camp. Small glaciers 
can be seen on the flanks of the mountain.
SMK   What was the weather like?
BEG Weather was good. It rained lightly the first night, then for about an hour into the morning hike. After that, we were above the clouds!

SMK   When I was in Tanzania, we walked around outside Mt. Kilimanjaro National Park. We walked along dirt roads past “shambas” (Swahili for small farms). I saw small block houses, chickens in the yard, banana trees, big family gardens, avocados hanging on branches. What did you find just inside the park?
BEG From Machame gate to Machame camp we walked through montane rainforest. We saw some blue monkeys near the gate, but wildlife is difficult to see in the forest. You can hear birds, like turacos; usually, we only get fleeting glimpses of them.

White-necked ravens are common once you get above the tree line. 
They are opportunistic and will attempt to pilfer food while you 
eat your lunch.
SMK The zone from about 9,200 to 15,000 feet has been called heath and moorland zone. What did
you find there?
BEG  The second day the trail is much rockier and the vegetation more sparse. The trees become smaller and eventually are no more than shrubs. There are numerous flowering plants, a lot of which are called “everlasting” by the guide. We start to see white-necked ravens and alpine chats. The ravens have very imposing beaks and have been known to take a climber’s chicken-leg out of the lunch box.

The second night is spent at one of the Shira camps on the eastern edge of the Shira Plateau. From here, if you are above the clouds, you have good views of the summit and good views of Mt. Meru to the west. Shira Camp can be a very windy place and sleeping can be difficult.

The morning half of the third day we spent climbing from Shira Camp toward the Lava Tower, a landmark on the southwest slope of Kilimanjaro. This time, I climbed up the Lava Tower over a shear, rock face.

SMK Oh, sounds scary!
The Lava Tower is a landmark that becomes the highest point 
on the third day of the climb.
BEG  This is one of the most dangerous things I’ve ever done. If I had known how risky it was, I would not have done it. Climbing along vertical rock surfaces (without technical equipment) is not something 66-year-olds should be doing!

From the Lava Tower into the Barranco Valley, you walk downhill through senecio forests. There’s a great view of the summit and some of Kilimanjaro’s glaciers above the Barranco Wall on your left.

Climbers descending from the summit of the 
Lava Tower.





SMK How much oxygen is there at 19,385 feet compared to sea level?
BEG The density of air at sea level is about twice what it is at 20,000 feet. So there’s roughly half the oxygen at the Kilimanjaro summit as there is on the Tanzania coast.

SMK I’ve read it takes twice the energy to do something if you have half the oxygen to breathe. How did you sustain your energy when you climbed?
BEG I would sit on a rock to rest, or just lean on my poles. I didn’t eat much on the mountain. No appetite.


SMK   Some people who start this climb don’t make the summit. Did you ever consider quitting?
BEG No. Continuing to climb seemed the easier thing to do. On the mountain anyone who quit had to walk down, or be carried on a stretcher—if there were carriers to do this. In a real emergency helicopters could land at some of the camps to evacuate climbers, but I have never seen that happen.

Uhuru Peak, the summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro.This was
a new sign since my last climb
in 2011, but already
well adorned with
commercial messages.
SMK We were all excited to get your “summit” Email! Later, you wrote that after you came down to Camp, you could not walk.
BEG The descent from the summit to the highest camp, Barafu, left me with very weak and sore legs. Barafu is so rocky, it is difficult to walk at any time, but now my legs were too weak to walk at all. Eventually, I rested in my tent for an hour or two and recovered somewhat.

SMK How did your third climb end?
BEG On the last day we walked from Mweka Camp to Mweka Gate in 2 ½ hours. This has taken me 4 hours before. Since this was my last time (to climb Kili), I gave my walking poles to the guides. I was not sick after the climb as before, even though it had been a very difficult seven days. We were back at the hotel in Arusha by early afternoon. The water was shut off, so I did not get a shower until next morning.

The climbers, guides and porters celebrating the last day on the mountain.



SMK What advice would you give about climbing Mt. Kili?
BEG  You gotta want to do it!

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Sally McKinney has been a travel writer and photographer for 4 decades and has hundreds of travel
stories in magazines and newspapers.  She has also written several guide books. You can read another of Sally's travel adventures here on Travel Boldly about her learning how to travel in her 80s in Peru and Tanzania.


Sally McKinney on Travel Boldly
The moon rising in the east next to Mount Kilimanjaro.









Patagonia Chile trekking on the W-Circuit in Torres Del Paine & Cerro Paine Grande, in the Cordillera Paine,

Photo by Jim DeLillo for Travel Boldly Patagonia Chile trekking on the W-Circuit in Torres Del Paine & Cerro Paine Grande, in the Cordillera Paine,
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Story & photos by Jim DeLillo


Patagonia



Can a 60-year old hike the Patagonian W-Circuit?

The short answer is yes. I did it. Let me tell you though, it was challenging.  This circuit trip was beautiful, remote, and as difficult as a thru-hike.

I traveled twenty-four hours from the United State, I thought I could go no farther South in the world but I did. I continued on a plane for two more hours and then I rode in a van five hours back North. There is no direct route to the middle of nowhere.  But, I am here, and it is worth it. To put it in perspective, I am only one and a half hours by air to Antarctica. Patagonia straddles Argentina and Chile. My destination is Torres Del Paine and Cerro Paine Grande, in the Cordillera Paine, a small mountain group in Torres del Paine National Park in Chilean Patagonia.

I spent my first night at Hotel Las Torres. Comfortable and clean, while not five stars by Michelin standards, it is an oasis of pseudo-luxury in this remote wilderness. From here on, I’ll carry what I need on my back. I am thankful for the two porters in my group that carry my excess.  Their contribution to my comfort increases as they take more of my belongings as the trip wears on.  It is a five-day hike, and we prepare for four seasons of weather. Thankfully the food is provided at each of the refugios and water is abundant along the trail. That means much less to carry.

The major considerations for me when hiking are heat, hydration, pack-weight, and pace. Usually in that order.  Heat can suck the motivation and life-blood right out of me. Fortunately, the days were mild, if not somewhat cloudy and damp making it ideal hiking weather for me. Hydration was not a problem on this trek.

Pack-weight was mitigated by the use of porters. That only leaves pace. My guides and trail mates accommodated me with a couple of strategies. The first, of course, was to let me go at my pace. That required one guide to be my buddy while the others forged ahead. At times, one of the other hikers would straggle back, as well.  I usually arrived about an hour behind the group.  The other strategy was for me to start about an hour earlier.  This was effective when we had a time constraint like a boat departure.

The terrain was relatively flat. I am used to hiking in the Catskills and Adirondacks at a similar elevation. The profile was much gentler as we circumnavigated the higher slopes.  In the instances where the grade or elevation increased significantly to the higher lookouts I opted to stay behind. Not due to the absolute distance or elevation gain, but because of my slower pace, and the round-trip timing. Since it was partially cloudy I did not miss much of the view and I still got to see and hear the small avalanches off the sides slopes of the mountains.

The W-Circuit is so named because of the shape it transcribes around the base of Paine Grande. We arrived in the shadows of Los Cuernos "The Horns" for dinner. A pair of multi-colored spires dominated the vertical view. The refugio here had a series of individual cabins situated on the lower slopes. Each cabin had two beds and a very efficient wood stove, which came in handy.

Dinners were always hearty and started with crudités, salami, and cheese, with mandatory Pisco Sours. Pisco is the native colorless or yellowish-to-amber colored brandy produced by distilling grape wine into high-proof spirits. An after-dinner dip in the hot tub eased my sore muscles. I slept comfortably in the wood-stove heated cabin.

I was up at dawn capturing photos of the fleeting alpenglow on Los Cuernos.  All along we were treated to views of lakes and glaciers, and of course, the Paine Massif  itself; as we meandered, serpentine around its base.  Waterfalls and constant streams dripping off the glacial slopes provided abundant clear, clean water for drinking. Refilling our Nalgene bottles at will kept us well-hydrated throughout the journey.

We were comfortably ensconced indoors against the chilly nights. The refugios hosted 4-person bunk rooms, but since we were there early in the season, we slept one or two to a room.

A special treat was added to our trip...kayaking around the base of Glacier Grey. Slipping into a kayak is relatively easy, getting out, not so much.  We pushed off in tandem kayaks into Lago Grey. Within minutes, we were gliding right up to the cobalt blue icebergs. A soft swish-swish accompanied out paddling as we headed for the base of the glacier. As we neared, the guide shouted warnings to keep our distance. With our paddling stopped, we could hear the creaking and groaning of the massive ice filed. All of a sudden we heard a loud crash. We turned to look just in time to see a small explosion of ice and water at the far edge of the glacier. Close enough to get the adrenaline going, far enough away to be safe. We never even got to feel the wave it produced.

Our return journey started with a ferry boat reached by Zodiac. The captain expertly guided the boat in and around icebergs, close enough to touch...which we did. Much to the delight of kids and adults alike.  The shapes were other-worldly, the color surreal, and the fog along the coastline separated us even more from reality.

As we moved down the lake, the skies cleared and we welcomed the views of the mountain again.  Our guides pointed out wild cows impossibly grazing on the steep slopes.  After another short hike and a van ride we were back Hotel Las Torres.


Fifty miles and five days later I was well exhausted but the trip was too short.

 Map of the W-Circuit  Patagonia Chile trekking on the W-Circuit in Torres Del Paine & Cerro Paine Grande, in the Cordillera Paine,

Map of the W-Circuit – We started and ended at Hotel Las Torres.


If you go…

My tour was arranged Fantastico Sur
Reservations: ventas@fantasticosur.com / W trek Programs: reservas@fantasticosur.com
Getting There:
US Departure to Santiago, Chile  LAN Airlines
Estimated RT airfare from NY is approximate $1,000
Spend a night in Puerto Varas
In-Country Transfers:
Transfer from Santiago, Chile to Puerto Natales, Chile
Can be arranged through Fantastico Sur on LAN Airlines
Fantastico Sur Programs
Option 1: SELF – GUIDED Program (Without Guide), Without Meals
Option 2: SELF – GUIDED Program (Without Guide), MEALS Included
Option 3: GUIDED Program, MEALS Included
Total length of the circuit: 5 days / 4 nights.
Total Distance: 71 Km.


Whitewater Rafting Adventure in Utah Offers Digital Detox

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Views, views, and more views.  The western skyline in the heart of Canyonlands National Park is filled with them.  It's important to get up to the canyon rim to fully realize how in the middle of nowhere you are.  
No cell towers here!

5 Genuine Benefits to Getting Off the Grid and Onto the River

by Julie Trevelyan

You can almost feel the warmth of the cup and smell the aroma of hot 
coffee.The vast skylines in the heart of Canyonlands National Park will
melt the everyday worries away leaving you relaxed and refreshed.  
Sun up to sun down.

No doubt about it, mind-blowing advances in technology have made life easier for many of us. Instant access to information, knowledge, and one another has had a positive effect on necessities such as communication, wait times, activity planning, and an almost endless host of other essential life activities. But the flip side, as it turned out, can have extremely deleterious effects on people as well. So many options! So much information! Too many IMs, emails, comments, tweets, posts, text messages to respond to in a timely manner! As our contemporary world still seeks to find a deft balance between handling amazing technological innovations while also attending to our basic human need to detach and recharge at regular intervals, many of us tumble into a brutally endless tug-of-war between mental smooth sailing and a chaotic, seemingly bottomless pit of Very Important Things That Must Be Done Right This Instant Or Else. But relinquishing the incessant pressures of daily living, even for a short time, for the easy harmony of a river rafting trip in spectacular, serene wilderness areas can offer such a tremendous amount of self-restoration and rejuvenation that the effects can positively counterbalance significant periods of going full throttle and never taking a break. Here are five reasons why getting off the modern grid of life and onto the river can start to retrain your mind into its more natural rhythms, and help you create a more balanced life again.

The Big Drops on the Colorado River through Cataract Canyon are 
world class rapids.You get to experience them in an Oar raft. Close to 
the water, fully immersed in the experience.  We take the slow road.
1. Quiet your mind while soothing your soul. There are many studies indicating outdoor recreation and enjoyment have markedly positive effects on the mind. In the age of massive amounts of information available only a click away, it isn't surprising that our brains can quickly get overwhelmed and threaten to have a meltdown. River rafting trips launch you into a primal wilderness world in which you can be blissfully disconnected. Removing yourself from the constant chatter of the entire world can also remove the constant chatter of your mind as you ease into your body's instinctive clock and natural ability to just go with the flow on a remote, technology-free, beautiful river.

Getting off the river and onto a trail is high on the priority list for any
rafting trip. Exploring caves, ruins, rock art and the views.  Gets the blood
flowing and the imagination going of what it must have been like here 
in a different time.

2. Banish the stress. Many modern people have incorporated a frantic daily routine of multi-tasking
while running around at work, on errands, or after the kids into a perceived state of normalcy. Getting away from all those demands on your time can impart a sense of almost reckless freedom, then an easy, grateful acceptance of the simple joys of being alive and truly appreciating your days. From the gentle sound of the river's burble waking you in the morning, to the immense solitude and hush of mostly untouched river canyons, to the flicker of campfire flames under a sky so filled with stars that most urban and suburban dwellers never even notice they are up there, a tranquil getaway can almost magically help heal the acknowledged physical, mental, and emotional burdens of stress.

You can see stars forever in the night sky deep in the wilderness of a river 
canyon. We'll gather around the campfire to regal the stories of the day.  
Bring your guitar.  



3. Digital detox. Let's face it, the digital landscape is here to stay. While it can be a wondrous playground of connection and learning and information, it can also be a debilitating black hole of pointless Internet arguments between total strangers who simply must be informed of how wrong they are, link-following that leads you into a three-hour time suck when you only intended to spend ten minutes tops checking your email or social media profiles, and an overall excellent way to spend half your day doing random stuff online, the details of which you likely won't even recall in a week. Shaking off the fascinating yet viselike shackles of the digital universe for a few days or even a week while on a whitewater river adventure can give your mind the refreshing cleanse it needs in order to relax, rejuvenate, and naturally recharge.

A river camp is surprisingly full equipped.  Chairs, tables, a library can, 
portable toilet and one heck of a view.  Enjoy a swim or kick back and 
read a book while appetizers and dinner are being prepared.


4. Increased sense of exhilaration. While relaxing, river time can also offer new experiences that create an reinvigorated excitement for life. Many people will never get the opportunity to spy bighorn sheep quietly grazing by the river's edge as the raft floats by, nor will they chance a glimpse of a golden eagle hitching a ride on the wind currents far above, or be witness the playful silliness of river otters dipping in and out of the water with a sheer exuberance that can be delightfully contagious. Unwinding into the easygoing cadence of days spent on the water, unplugged yet reconnected, does an essential thing for you: it reminds you of how incredible are the hidden creatures, the simplicity of your true needs, and the small yet powerful moments that make up each and every one of your days.

Relaxed, rejuvenated, belly laughs and good times.  In the raft during the 
day or in camp at night you can't help but to transform to a lighter 
happier place.





5. Lasting impact. Re-entry into the frenetic connected world can sometimes feel abrupt after a soothing escape on a river trip. The second you get back into service, you're checking your phone to see what vital messages you missed. The sense of a need to hurry and be productive can grip people when they return to their regular lives. But studies do show that people carry the peaceful sanctity of their time in the great outdoors back with them, particularly if that time was especially long, especially intense, or if they return for repeated wilderness visits to restore and revitalize themselves far from the madding crowds. So go on. Get out there onto the river rafts, into the wild canyons, out under the stars. The dividends you'll get in return are even greater than the sheer fun of whooping and hollering down whitewater waves or floating through calm, lazy waters.

~~~

For a rush of excitement, captain your own boat and challenge yourself 
in a single inflatable kayak.  Just keep the nose pointing downriver and 
you will break right through the waves. 
Julie is a freelance writer, wilderness guide in southern Utah and author of 100 Classic Hikes in Utah (The Mountaineers Books, Spring 2016). She especially enjoys books, coffee, yoga, wild country, horses, and dark chocolate. See more of her work at Holiday River Expeditions' River Currents Blog or at www.wildgirlwriting.com  Find her on Instagram & Twitter at @JulieTrevelyan

 







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For the active type you'll want to choose a paddle raft. Plenty of exercise,
splashes and thrills.  You'll rest easy at the end of the day, sleep well, 
get up and do it all over again.
Holiday River Expeditions offers multi-day backcountry rafting and mountain biking trips in Utah, Idaho and Colorado. Trips ranging from 2 to 9 days. Explore rivers and trails in Canyonlands National Park, Dinosaur National Monument, San Rafael Swell and The Frank Church Wilderness of Idaho.  Visit their website www.bikeraft.com or call their Salt Lake City business office 800-624-6323 to discover for yourself the "Genuine Benefits to Getting Off the Grid and Onto the River."



Hashbrowns for breakfast.












At the end of an adventure filled day it's time
for a toast.  Bonds are forged with your fellow
river travelers. A common interest brought to 
all together and a shared experience keeps 
you that way.

Each night as you pull off the river and arrive 
at your home away from home folks go off 
and stake their claim for the evening.  Find a 
camp with views of the canyon walls or close
enough to the river to lull yourself to sleep to 
the sounds of the rippling water.  


Springtime in Rockies: Ski Arapahoe Basin -- in your bikini. Viva Colorado!

Spring skiing at Arapahoe Basin is one of the treats the high country of Colorado provides.  You can ski in
morning and have a round of golf in the afternoon. In the photo two skiers kick off the upper cornice at A Basin.
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Spring looks a bit different in Colorado than it does in many parts of the country. One day we'll have sunshine and 80 degrees and the next we'll get fresh snow in the mountains.  While skiing in May isn't for everyone and the snow isn't the champagne powder the Colorado Rockies are famous for, a day on the slopes of Arapahoe Basin is something that everyone should experience at least once.  It is a bucket list kind of day to carve a few turns wearing shorts or apres skiing on the sundeck in your bikini.

Skiing is just part of the attraction to a spring day on the mountain.  Working on your tan while enjoying a BBQ at 11,000 feet is another. It can also be a thrill just to get up high on a glorious spring day in the mountains for a hike, a bike or a picnic.






French Polynesian Adventure - Freighter Cruise from Tahiti to the Marquesas Islands - part two







Jerome Shaw: Part II of Aranui 3, The Freighter To The Marquesas Islands

By Jerome Shaw:
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Last time I left off in the middle of the Pacific Ocean after traveling from Papeete, Tahiti, onboard the freighter Aranui 3 through the Tuamotu Islands, and spending a relaxing day at sea en route to the Marquesas Islands.
FIRST LANDFALL IN THE MARQUESAS ISLANDS
Can you imagine what the early explorers must have felt after days, perhaps even months, at sea without sighting land? I had only been at sea for one day, but I was awakened this morning by anticipation. I climbed the steps to the top deck in the dark to catch my first glimpse of the Marquesas Islands and Ua Poa, the “cathedral island”, as it appeared through the emerging light just after 5:30 a.m. Sunrise was still over 30 minutes away. The peaks were wrapped in an ominous mist and stood dark and foreboding against the pastel bands of pre-dawn sky. The ship wouldn’t be in Hakahau for another hour. We skirted along the coast as the sky broke bright and golden over the high ridges of the headlands of Ua Pou. Bands of midlevel clouds with orange and red interiors were rimmed hot white when the sun broke free above the watery horizon behind us.

  • Part One  French Polynesian Adventure - Freighter Cruise from Tahiti to the Marquesas Islands 
  • Part Two  French Polynesian Adventure - Freighter Cruise from Tahiti to the Marquesas Islands 
  • Part Three  French Polynesian Adventure - Freighter Cruise from Tahiti to the Marquesas Islands
    FRENCH LOAVES ON END, UA POu
    A few other passengers now joined me on the upper decks to see the obelisk peaks and knife-edge ridges of Ua Pou bathed in golden light. A trio of peaks, which look like upturned baguettes, play hide and seek in the clouds above the village as we slowly entered Hakahau harbor. The scene before us looked painted to resemble what science fiction movies have taught us to expect a distant alien planet to look like.
    As the ship approached the dock, the green and white wooden whaleboat with two crewmembers aboard was set into the water by the freight crane. One of the sailors snags a line tossed from the Aranui and they take the line to shore. They repeated this procedure with multiple lines, towing each to the dock and lassoing the large metal cleats on the pier. The ship was slowly pulled in to the pier by the lines and the deft maneuvering of the captain.
    During breakfast several beautiful Marquesan women from the village performed softly swaying dances to the music from a trio of musicians. The women were adorned with feathers, shells, flowers, tattoos and vibrant blue and red floral, strapless dresses. The dance began in the methodical movements of their bare feet and resonated up through their knees and hips to become sensuous, undulating motions in their torsos, arms and hands, as they threaded their way between tables of breakfast-munching passengers.
    TWELVE PEAKS
    We had the morning on shore to explore the village, visit the church and cemetery, go to the beach, or take a forty-minute hike at a leisurely pace to reach the white cross that stands above the village of Hakahau.
    The view from the top was a fair reward for my efforts. Twelve peaks surround the village of Hakahau and many are the basalt pillar-styled summits that look like baguettes planted end-on into the island. Clouds drifted over the island, often getting hung up on the peaks. There is a cluster of three peaks that loom directly over Hakahau. I have been told it is rare to see all three of the summits at the same time, the highest of which rises 3,745 feet /1232 meters above sea level.
    Lunch was at Tata Rosalie’s Restaurant. We were welcomed by women and girls dressed in of belly-baring costumes and bare-chested men and boys in red pareu, a length of fabric tied in many unique ways to become the staple of island fashion for both men and women. The men and boys strummed guitars and ukuleles and pounded out staccato rhythms on drums while women and girls swayed, swirled and shook. When it is the men’s turn up front, they perform a fierce, chest-pounding warrior dance.
    Lunch was our first taste of Marquesan food, and it was a feast. Tables were filled with bowls heaped high with food. There was breadfruit, cooked red bananas, banana cuite, shrimp and cucumber salad, poison cru (raw fish marinated in lime juice and coconut milk), roast pork, goat curry, mixed vegetables, rice, oranges, watermelon and a couple of dishes I was never able to get a definitive identification on. I especially enjoyed the poison cru and the red bananas.
    The business of unloading and loading freight here at Hakahau delayed our departure by an hour. We would, therefore, have an abbreviated visit in the village of Hakahetau. We sailed past the undulating uphill runway of the Ua Poa airstrip with its towering backdrop of 3,000-foot peaks.
    Our stop at Hakahetau was a short glimpse into an even more remote part of Ua Pou. The shore near the whaleboat dock was littered with children in brightly colored clothes. Some were fishing, some were playing and some were playing at fishing, but one young girl in a Tahitian blue dress seemed the most serious about catching fish with a hand line. She eventually did bring in a small fish. Other kids were poking at an eel that lay motionless in a tidal pool. Eventually one of kids picked it up and posed proudly for photos.
    The crew unloaded provisions that this remote village needs to survive. We were back on board just as the sun set. There was time for a bit of rest before dinner.
    NORTH TO NUKU HIVA
    The Aranui arrived at the dock in Nuka Hiva in the early morning hours. I had awakened in the Bay of Taiohae, made famous by Herman Melville’s choice to jump ship here and then write the book “Typee.” We took a jeep tour that retraces the journey that twenty-three-year-old Melville and his accomplice, Toby Green, made to escape the tyrannical conditions on the whaling ship, Dolly.
    As I looked out at the peaks that rise above the sweeping, sheltered bay I tried to imagine what it must have been like for Melville and the crew of the Dolly to drop anchor in this bay in 1842. I tried to envision the canoes, manned by fierce-looking men, setting out from shore followed by schools of swimming girls headed out to greet the ship. Melville’s tale of life in the Marquesas Islands is certainly a romantic vision that is interrupted by the reality of life in Nuku Hiva today. There was construction on the dock adjacent to where the Aranui was berthed. The rat-a-tat-tat of a jackhammer cutting through concrete wiped thoughts of swimming nymphs from my head.
    I grabbed the last truck to town from the ship and found a swarm of four-wheel-drive vehicles amassed near the post office. Each vehicle carried up to 4 Aranui passengers, so it was quite a pack of trucks that would travel to the other side of the island. We made a quick stop at the Catholic Cathedral. This church, though of modern construction (1973-77), holds many detailed wood carvings made by local artists. One, “The Passion”, was carved from a single Temanu trunk.
    ON MELVILLE’S TRAIL
    We stopped at a lookout on the high ridges overlooking Taiohae Bay, then resumed our journey over the top of the mountain ridge that separates Taiohae from the valleys that harbor Hatiheu and Taipivai. I stood on promontory point overlooking the valley where Melville was faced with a disturbing question nearly 170 years ago: Was the valley inhabited by cannibals? The caravan traveled down into the home of Melville’s sinister Typee (properly spelled Taipi) tribe in Taipivai valley. The trip is much easier in an SUV than it was for “Typee” protagonists, Tommo and Toby.
    Our next stop was the meae at Hatiheu. A meae is a ceremonial ground with several platforms. A giant banyan tree at the center was where the spiritual, sacrificial and ritualistic life of the Marquesan natives was expressed. The caravan stopped and we made a short walk to the meae where an immense banyan tree commanded the view. There was a platform around the base of the giant tree, and seated at the base of the tree were several bare-chested men with skirts made of bright green leaves. The men began to chant and dance in the mottled light beneath the banyan tree. This tree is at the center of ceremonial life for the residents of the area. This reenactment felt very real, and set the stage for a better historical understanding of what life was like before the arrival of the French. The area was dotted with stone tiki gods and immense stone platforms (paepae) where the Taipi built their houses. Petroglyphs of birds, sacred turtles and fish were carved on huge boulders, scattered among the trees. This meae will be the site of a quadrennial Marquesan Island festival in December 2011.
    CATCHING THE PIG
    Lunch was at Yvonne’s Restaurant near the beach in Hatiheu. Besides being the proprietor of the restaurant, Yvonne is also the mayor of Hatiheu. Yvonne’s is well known for its pig roasted in earthen ovens. We were invited to come to the back of the restaurant and witness the unearthing of our lunch. The dirt and hot coals were shoveled off and the smoke began to pour out. A layer of banana leaves was revealed and then removed. When the smoke and steam cleared, there in the earthen pit was our lunch: breadfruit, bananas and several pigs. The entire lot is lifted out of the pit by the corners of the burlap tarp by three men and carried to a nearby shed. It is set on a table where the process of sorting and cutting begins.
    It was time to buy a Hinano ($600 xpf ), wash up and relax until lunch was served. There was music but no dancing that time. Soon, handsome young Marquesan men and women began bringing bread, salad, fish, fried meats and shellfish to our tables in a Polynesian-style feast. I was already nearing capacity when the main event, the roast pig, arrived at the table… but there’s always room for roast pig!
    BOCCE BALL
    After lunch there were several activity options: a hike to the Anaho saddle, swimming at the beach, or taking an early jeep to Taipivai to visit another meae. The beach sounded perfect after a walk around the village. At the end of the road I found a spirited game of bocce ball being played by our drivers. It was an idyllic setting for a game of bocce, even though the pitch, which was the road, was a bit rough and added an extreme degree of unpredictability to the contest.
    We left Hatiheu and drove to Taipivai where we would rendezvous with the Aranui. I spent the last moments of daylight on the beach among the descendants of the Taipi, where Melville spent his last moments among them in 1842. The boats from the Aranui came to fetch us just as a whaleboat had come to rescue Melville, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to go.
    Back on the ship we had time to clean up before dinner. It seemed hard to believe it was time to eat again.
    BEING PAUL GAUGUIN, HIVA OA
    There is a short but steep hike on today’s lineup sheet. At 8 a.m. I caught the truck to the starting point for the one-hour hike to what is called Belvedere. I have to say, this was one of the less inspiring hikes on the trip. It was more of a march on a rocky road that one might have easily driven up in an SUV, and the views are just not worth the effort. So, when one of my hiking companions remarked that maybe a more appropriate name for this place might be, “Vell, vee are here,” I concurred. If you aren’t in need of the exercise to work off the extra calories you have been devouring, give this one a pass.
    EXPATS AND FAVORITE SONS
    Atuona is the second largest town in the Marquesas and at one time was the home of two distinguished expats. The Belgian-born singer, writer and actor, Jacque Brel, made Hiva Oa and Atuona his home for the last years of his life. Before him, Paul Gauguin had arrived in Atuona in search of the savage lifestyle he found so wanting back in Tahiti. A visit to the homes of these two favorite sons was next on my agenda.
    The Calvary cemetery is situated on a hill above Atuona with nice views of the Taaroa Bay. Most of the graves gleamed with white headstones and crosses in the tropical sun; by contrast, Gauguin’s grave is comprised of dark, volcanic stones. The headstone is a replica of his Oviri statue. A charcoal-colored rock with whitewash painted into the simple shallow inscription, “Paul Gauguin 1903″, forms the footstone. A frangipani tree shades the grave and, in season, sheds fragrant blossoms over the shrine to the famous French painter.
    Brel’s grave is near the lower entrance to the cemetery on the left. His shrine is also simple and of somber colors with a relief-sculpted portrait of Brel and that of his mistress and companion, Maddly Bamy. The site is adorned with flowers, shells, necklaces and message inscribed stones left by visitors.
    THE HOUSE OF PAIN
    It was a nice walk down into the center of town to the Gauguin Cultural Center. There are no actual Gauguin paintings there, but there are many replicas. A recreation of the House of Pain, sometimes called the Maison du Jouir or House of Bliss, is an interesting stop on the grounds for Gauguin fans. At the rear of the Gauguin Cultural Center is the Espace Jacques Brel / Jacques Brel Museum. The museum houses one of Brel’s twin-engine airplanes and mementos from his time in Hiva Oa.
    When the time came for the bus to Hoa Nui Restaurant, I wished I had had more time at the Gauguin Cultural Center and Brel Museum, and that I’d spent less time on the morning hike. But at least I had another strong appetite and, judging from the lineup of food on the tables in the restaurant, I needed it. What can I say about lunch each day? I can say that it was wonderful, there was always lots of it, and each day the dishes were a bit different.
    We had the rest of the day onboard while the Aranui sailed to the nearby Tahuata Island to deliver some freight. We had a chance to visit Tahuata later on in the voyage.
    Gauguin Cultural Center, (689) 927 897
    TAKING THE HIGH ROAD, FATU HIVA
    Early to bed, early to rise early to rise, makes me ready for the day’s activity, a hike from Omoa to Hanavave on the Fatu Hiva. Those signed up for the hike got the first whaleboats to shore at 8:15 a.m. It was a 10-minute walk into the village and we had a couple of hours to explore in the village before we headed up and over the mountainous interior of Fatu Hiva.
    Fatu Hiva is a prime place for Marquesan arts & crafts items. There were tapa cloth designs for sale in the arts and crafts center near the post office. At the nearby museum there was a tapa cloth-making demonstration. The process involves the bark of mulberry, banyan and breadfruit trees being hammered out on logs. Once it is flat, it is dried and eventually painted with ancient and modern Marquesan designs.
    Fatu Hiva is also well known for its hand-painted pareus (sarongs) and monoi, a perfumed coconut oil scented with tiare blossoms and sandalwood. Outside the arts and crafts center, women making “umu hei”, the flower bouquets we’ve seen at other stops on our trip.
    HIKE, ONE, TWO, THREE!
    The call went out for hikers to meet in front of the church to begin our trek to Hanavave. Those not going on the hike had an hour more in Omoa before they returned to the ship. Then, the Aranui would pull up anchor and sail north up the coast to Hanavave.
    I headed of north on foot , then west, then south, then east, then north again on a switch-back trail that climbs the high ridge spine flanking the west side of Fatu Hiva, the most southern, eastern and remote island in the Marqueas. I gained over 2500 feet of elevation and traveled 11 miles. The climb up the dirt road is steady, but manageable.
    AN OASIS ON THE ROAD TO HANAVAVE
    I say without any shame, I was very glad to see the lunch stop. I drank a gallon of mango and orange juice, ate a pile of fruit… and then I ate lunch. We were treated to salads, rice, fish and meats. Today I earned every calorie.
    The middle part of the hike was mostly flat, rolling gradually along the crest of the ridge with dramatic views of the ocean to the west and the still higher ridge of peaks to the east. As we began to descend towards Hanavave, the vegetation became sparse. Maybe it was the mid-day sun, but the slopes were littered with Toitoi, a plant that looks like giant, wooly sheep against the vibrant verdure.
    GOING DOWN
    The last descent into Hanvave was steep and treacherous at times with loose rock on the trail. I could see Hanvave below and hear the sounds of drums welcoming those from the Aranui that had not gone on the hike. But the insidious final section of the hike requires that I go three-quarters of a mile east before reversing course and walking a full mile back to the Hanvave.
    It was a great hike, and the shady, flat walk along the river that led into Hanavave was especially enjoyable. The hike did require a moderate amount of fitness, but plenty of time is allowed for you to go at your own pace and start and stop as you wish. I came upon one of the passengers from the ship sitting in the shade, drawing the landscapeacross the river. I began to see a few houses, then kids and soon I was in Hanavave.
    THE BAY OF VIRGINS
    Once near the water, I found a party-like atmosphere. I heard rumors that the town had been out of both soda and beer for a couple of days, and it was obvious that everyone was glad to see the Aranui. A flock of little girls, dressed in bright colors, was seated on a mat ready for photos, while an athletic game of volleyball was played nearby. A group of children swam and played tag in the water near the dock. The boat from Aranui came to return us to the ship, now anchored in the Bay of Virgins. Before the arrival of the missionaries, the bay was known as the Bay of Penises, eponymously named for the phallic rock formations. The Aranui stayed anchored here in the bay to enjoy a glorious sunset.
    MEGALITHIC TIKI, HIVA OA
    Rainy day - our first. The early-morning view of the return approach to Hiva Oa was through mist. The fog clung to the peaks behind the strip of beach that fronts the village of Puamau. Up the hill is the meae and archeological site I would visit after breakfast.
    We had a choice a 40-minute walk in the rain, or a 5-minute ride by car. I opted for the latter, as most do. It was a perfect day for visiting a place so rich in somber ritual and history. This meae, though not as large as some of the others we had visited, did have the distinction of having some of the grandest tiki. Megalithic tiki is how they have been described, and they do not disappoint. I posed beside one of them and I was dwarfed. The centerpiece rock platform and banyan tree are absent from this site. The banyan tree probably died centuries ago. Much of this site has been restored to what is thought to have been its original form. The tiki have been righted from their fallen postures and, in some cases, moved. While perhaps not historically accurate, this site is quite photogenic.
    THE TOMB OF THE LAST CHIEF
    A short walk back down the road from the meae toward the beach is the tomb of the last Marquesan chief. It sits in the yard of one of the Puamau residents. The stone-walled tomb is flanked by two three-foot, stone tikis that often have a panoplied roster sitting atop the carved stone columns. Behind the chief’s tomb is a corrugated-steel-roof shed with a near-new pickup truck and colorful steel barrels beneath. Nearby, a tethered baby goat bawls. Life goes on all around, and sometimes right on top of, the island’s revered ancestor.
    Puamau has a wide and soft sand beach. Many passengers of the Aranui took a swim, despite the rain. Lunch would be onboard the ship today. We’d be our way to another village on Hiva Oa. Hanaipia is just around the bend, so it wouldn’t take long.

    *The prices quote in this article are based upon the exchange rate available during the voyage aboard the Aranui 3 of 94 XPF per US$1. This rate may vary from cruise to cruise but is fixed at the beginning of each cruise for its duration. Money can be changed at the front desk from 6 to 7 p.m. each night. Guests are allowed to run a tab in the ship gift shop and the bar during the trip.
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