Growing up in South Dakota almost guarantees you exposure to animals, agriculture and a western way of life – at least indirectly if not directly. I was lucky enough to grow up in a family that had ties to ranching… Read More ›
By the time I reached the end of the Gibb River Road, I’d arrived in Derby…and lucky for me, the annual Derby Rodeo was going on over the weekend that I arrived! I had a free day in … Continue reading →
Salta, Argentina [by Paula] Given how unbelievably sweaty, dusty and thirsty we were, it was hard to imagine how it must have been for the 17th-century Jesuit priests who had to trek here from Paraguay. I mean, I don’t think they even had ice cream shops then. The majority of our associations with Bolivia are […]