Last Sunday, a travel feature I wrote about exploring the little-known canyons of Utah’s Cedar Mesa appeared on the front page of the Boston Globe. I often find that the trips that I do on my own—just because—yield the best stories. Andrew and I arrived at the trailhead at sunset one Friday afternoon in November and hiked down Bullet Canyon in 30-degree weather, our breath steaming. A full moon illuminated the landscape and ice dotted the puddles. At first, backpacking at night in the winter seemed like a bit of an ill-advised idea. But our doubts soon vanished. Over three days, we explored remote Puebloan ruins, camped in 800-foot-deep canyons, and soaked up the winter sun and solitude. Read the full story here.