
Canada on a Motorcycle, Day 6: Spirit and Ghosts
There seemed to be so few dark hours in Banff. By 5:30 a.m., the sun was already gilding the edges of the window shades. Moose Hotel and...

Canada on a Motorcycle, Day 5: The Road to Banff
Photo by Adrian Collins Photography We woke up at 7 a.m. on the fifth day of our trip. By now, I had such little concept of what day of...

Canada on a Motorcycle, Day 4: Zero Expectations
Waterton Lakes is a town too beautiful, too idyllic, to be real. It's a movie set of quaint log cabins and flowerpots hanging from...

Canada on a Motorcycle, Day 3: Camera-derie
Glacially eroded pebbles on the banks of Lake McDonald, by Adrian Collins Photography In the women's cabin, no one slept well or for...

Canada on a Motorcycle, Day 2: The Silent Protectors
Somewhere in Montana. When our alarm went off at seven a.m., the motel room in Sandpoint was already bright with sunshine. I groaned, but...

Canada on a Motorcycle: The Adventure Begins
People look at you differently when you carry a motorcycle helmet onto an airplane. You're not just another girl, or another guy, or...

Big Bend in the Dark
Photo by Adrian Collins Photography I like to think I have an adventurous spirit, a tendency to say, Sure, why not? before, No, I don't...

Yeah, Yeah, Maine's Pretty--What About the Writing?
Today marks the start of our last week in Maine, and I'm already feeling nostalgic for a trip that hasn't finished. After next week,...

Welcome to Owl's Head, Maine
Maine has a sort of mythology in my family. "You just have to go to Maine!" I can hear my dad saying back when I was in high school,...