Ken Ilgunas

Ah, the English countryside! I know of no American equivalent in lushness, in greenness, in pastoral glory. The color of the landscape...

“It’s our yankee family member!” said Margaret, a Scottish relative who I was meeting for the first time. After Paris, I took the train...

Ah, the Old World! How thrilling it was to see the cradle of civilization, the green expanse of English farmland beneath the morning’s...

So I’m off on an adventure. This one, to travel the British Isles for 45 days. A while back, I was invited to speak at the Wigtown Book...

Walden on Wheels got off to a slow start. Despite a few well-placed op-eds in the New York Times and Chronicle of Higher Ed., the...

So I’ve been running around the past couple of months. After I finished my hike in February, a guy named Woody Welch from New Braunfels,...

(Photo credit: Pete Churton) How would my journey end? Perhaps it would end heroically? I’d imagined that after months of toil and...