"When memory music turns off, mountain music begins... Water is the melody. High up, the water trickles and drips; lower down, it cascades and roars. Crossing over a creek that drains one of the Three Sisters peaks, I hear the water echoing against a nearby rock, and I wonder if it always echoes. Will this water sing to this rock for all eternity? Will the rock always answer?"
...excerpted from Along the Pacific Crest Trail, by Karen Berger. Read more.
From the geysers of New Zealand to the battlefields of Normandy...
From an ice-carving competition in Alaska to a language school in Zanzibar...
From underwater in Bora Bora to the top of Kilimanjaro...
...Karen Berger writes about our world.