The stories told by these pans, I realized, would soon include our story; the 9 sets of sandal-tracks or bare footprints running through the open pan, stopping occasionally for photos or to look at an interesting animal track, reveling in the beauty of being surrounded by so little. We spent our time on the pan, reflecting, before loading into our trusty land cruisers and heading off to our next adventure.
by Isabel Masi of Montana State University WINTER Waking up to torrential rain and soggy tents, we crawled out of our safe sleeping bags and prepared for our departure. The day was October 27th, and we were not stoked. We…
By Briana Heller of the University of Vermont Upon our first arrival in Kaziikini, we were happily surprised to discover showers and toilets. While standing in the dry heat of the Botswana bush, brown streaks across our skin from where…
by Oskar Robinson of Montana State University We drove south from Cochrane on the Carreterra Austral, bags packed with our camping gear and work wear for the week away. Quincy and I will be spending our homestay at the campo…