Robert Annis

2 weeks ago | insidehook.com | Robert Annis

I’ve wanted to travel to Antarctica since before I was a professional travel journalist. Fascinated by the tales of Shackleton, Byrd and Scott, I wanted that sense of discovery of a wild, untamed continent, minus the frostbite, hypothermia or near starvation. One of the main reasons I hadn’t yet ventured to Antarctica was the immense carbon footprint. According to a study quoted by Sierra Magazine, an average trip releases four tons of CO2 emissions per passenger.

2 weeks ago | bigrapidsnews.com | Robert Annis

Inside HookI’ve wanted to travel to Antarctica since before I was a professional travel journalist. Fascinated by the tales of Shackleton, Byrd and Scott, I wanted that sense of discovery of a wild, untamed continent, minus the frostbite, hypothermia or near starvation. One of the main reasons I hadn’t yet ventured to Antarctica was the immense carbon footprint. According to a study quoted by Sierra Magazine, an average trip releases four tons of CO2 emissions per passenger.

4 weeks ago | insidehook.com | Robert Annis

After a week spent in the Denali National Park backcountry photographing grizzly bears, moose and caribou, I was looking forward to couple of days relaxing at the Alyeska Resort, just an hour outside Anchorage. The renowned ski resort hosts hikers and mountain bikers in the summer, as well as a special kind of thrill seeker. A friend of mine booked me an experience that, unbeknownst to her, would fill me with absolute terror — walking the Veilbreaker bridges.

4 weeks ago | bigrapidsnews.com | Robert Annis

After a week spent in the Denali National Park backcountry photographing grizzly bears, moose and caribou, I was looking forward to couple of days relaxing at the Alyeska Resort, just an hour outside Anchorage. The renowned ski resort hosts hikers and mountain bikers in the summer, as well as a special kind of thrill seeker. A friend of mine booked me an experience that, unbeknownst to her, would fill me with absolute terror - walking the Veilbreaker bridges.

1 month ago | hatchmag.com | Robert Annis

I’ve known Tim O’Donnell for well over a decade, and I’d never heard this particular tinge of panic permeating his voice until this moment in western North Carolina. Tim had just started fishing a tiny section of the Pigeon River’s west fork, a hole about the size of a five-gallon Harbor Freight bucket, when his indicator suddenly disappeared from the water’s surface and his 3wt Thomas and Thomas rod nearly bent in half.