Seven years ago I met a couple camping on the island of Tortola, in the British Virgin Islands, with their three-year-old. It sparked the idea that as parents we could venture off the beaten track with our kids – something I hadn’t really encountered personally before. That spark of an idea has come to fruition in our own journey as parents. Here’s that story.
Sometimes the easiest way to absorb information is to actually have it in your hands – not on a screen. That’s why I’ve created two new e-guides for adventurous parents, Adventure Travel with a Baby: 40+ Tips and Insights and Essential Gear for Travelling with a Baby (a handy checklist for packing!).
I should perhaps find it odd when my husband comes home at seven o’clock in the morning and casually announces that he “hiked up Mt. Tongariro last night.” But, I don’t. At least not anymore. Not only is it something he does fairly frequently, but it’s the only way he’s been able to get out photographing these days.
I don’t think I have ever felt so scattered trying to prepare for a trip. I say “trying” because it feels like a bit of an uphill battle. Babies are sneaky little creatures. No matter which tactics you use to distract them, they somehow manage to undo any progress on the packing front. Items laid out neatly on the bed end up on the floor, under the dresser, in the hallway. I wouldn’t be surprised if Maya managed to make some items disappear altogether by snapping her sticky little fingers.