“This is me with my husband and two dear friends, bike-packing through a very special landscape: the desert of far West Texas, in Big Bend Ranch State Park. These concepts – friends, adventures, bikes and beloved spaces – combine to represent home, which is synonymous with Texas.” – Julia Jenkins
“This is a photo of my Grandfather’s Cedar Grove Dairy Farm in Falls City. My parents lived and worked on the farm after they married in 1925 but moved into town in the 30s. My father and his brother had a Dairy in town which made ice cream, milk, butter, cottage cheese, you name it, and expanded to a drive-in restaurant. The photo speaks to me about the Nebraska I knew back in the 40s and 50s. Living in the southeast corner in a small town, which was also the county seat, we were a farming community with values and traditions that I hold dear to this day. Life was slower there and everyone knew everyone and together we were better and stronger.” – Rachel Wittrock Eggleston
“Lake Superior from up in the Upper Peninsula (UP) of Michigan. This area holds a special meaning for me; growing up, my family spent many vacations driving up from Detroit to go camping all throughout Northern Michigan and the UP. Camping was a way for a young family with not a lot of money to make rich memories and form a lasting bond. My older brother once bet me that I wouldn’t swim in Lake Superior during the early spring when there was still ice on the lake. I won!” – A.L.
“The photo I’ve chosen is one from a road trip I took back to Idaho when I was in college. Out the window of the car, I snapped the image of clouds breaking over rural farmland, a small roadside outpost where I can only assume a small cluster of folks work. It’s not exactly a standout photo, but it’s typical of my Idaho now. I’m only ever racing through its empty spaces, itinerant because it has nothing left to offer me but momentary instances of civilization before thrusting me back to isolation, horizon to ragged horizon.” – D.W.
“This is representative of what most people think of when they think of Colorado. I took this back in 2009 on a ride from Mt. Princeton hot springs, though the historic mining towns of St. Elmo and Hancock and up the Alpine Tunnel trail. That’s Tunnel Lake, which sits at about 12,000 feet just beyond where the Alpine Tunnel trail meets up with the Continental Divide trail. It was a perfect day for a ride and I had stopped on this sunny rock for a snack after climbing for over two hours. It was one of those ‘oh right, this is why I mountain bike’ moments.” – Jon Stall*
“My parents were married in August, 1946, and spent their honeymoon in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, the gateway to the Great Smoky Mountains. Although it is a bit of a tourist trap, it is a beautiful location, opening into even more beautiful locations.” – David Ross
“The foliage I chose, because it turns our entire state into a work of art for about a month every year. It happens all over, but nowhere have I seen the boldness and variety of colors that we have in New Hampshire. People come from all around in mid to late September to drive all over the state and just look at leaves, which is pretty amazing (and annoying to the locals).” – Chris Therrien
“When I think about Connecticut a few things really come to mind. Agriculture, fall foliage and long walks up Talcott Mountain. This picture is a few miles from my childhood home in Simsbury. We spent a lot of time watching the hang gliders take off from just left of the tower.” – Peter Morley