Stories behind the stories. By Travel Writer, Amy McPherson
It was at the town of Skagaströnd on the north coast of Iceland where I think I tripped over some elves. I had hiked along the rocky coast for half an hour, listening to the crashing waves and the aggressive chirps of the Golden Plovers and Arctic Terns, warning me not to get close to their …
We stopped by Aix-en-Provence (aka, Aix) on our recent mini-road trip in France. For 2 nights, we stayed in a cute little villa on the outskirts of town, enjoying the warm sunshine and fantastic food of that Provence region is known for. The place lived up to its reputation and I was quite impressed with …
The most popular destination in Norther Ireland is the Giants Causeway. The beehive like basaltic rocks formed by volcanic eruptions (a long time ago) on the North Channel (the stretch of water between Scotland and Northern Island). Most people join a day tour and get here by bus, directly from Belfast and back. However, what’s the …
How beautiful was the weather on the weekend?! I can tell you during our trip up north 2 weeks ago it was a completely different story…. Apparently I was mad when I booked a trip up north at this time of the year. “It’s just going to rain the entire time!” Rain, I can …
Whitby, a small seaside town surrounded by the North York Moors National Park, is significant to Australia as a modern nation. It was here that Captain James Cook trained as a seaman, who then took on a voyage to map out new worlds and claimed Australia as one of the British colonies in 1770. We …
Wanting to explore the region where we live, I jumped on Google Maps (what else) and looked for places and areas of interest in Surrey. Being Google, it knew my strong preferences to places with lots of nature and walking trails so immediately pin pointed the Surrey Hills Area of Outstanding Beauty on the map. …
I had thought deserts were supposed to be dry and boring, yet I was driving through what can be described as tropical down pour as I headed up north from Perth on the Indian Ocean Drive toward the town of Cervantes, peering through thick drops of rain and maniacally overtaking road trains to get ahead. …
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Extract from ” I wandered lonely as a cloud” by William Wordsworth, 1888. The mist opens …
