Venturing into the highlands often leads to new discovery. Whether it be discovering landscapes for the first time or experiencing new emotions, these trips often leave us with memories that we’ll hold close forever. With the Oru’s on board, we set out on a mission to find new highland lakes. Places that we'd heard about but never managed to find on previous adventures.View full article →
A solitary lobster fisherman loading his pots was the only sign of life, as I put in from the rickety dock at sunrise. Pointed straight into the offshore breeze in my white kayak at close to 6am, I felt like a daytime ninja paddling into the milky whiteness.View full article →
Imagine you’re Edward Teach. It’s North Carolina. It’s the early 1700s. You’ve earned yourself a nickname —Blackbeard. The coast of North Carolina is treacherous. It’s often called the Graveyard of the Atlantic because it’s littered with the ghosts of hundreds of ships, from schooners to pirate ships to tankers. The Outer Banks are a pretty tricky place for you, Eddie.
Shoulda bought an Oru.View full article →
For my friend Alex's bachelorette party we had some pretty wild ideas, as bachelorette parties do. Alex’s idea of wild, however, does not include bars, frills or sashes. Alex’s dream celebration involved us getting outside and being as dusty, muddy, and happy as possible.View full article →
Heading for the Ice Lagoon, we prepped our Land Rovers and hit the road at 12am from Reykjavik. Pushing through the night, we drove across the south to reach the lagoon for sunrise, arriving in some of calmest conditions I’ve seen out in the water. The sound of towering icebergs flipping over left us considering the dangers of being out amongst the ice, so we used every measure of precaution we could find to ensure our safety.View full article →