After several months based in Singapore, I miss certain things about the UK. A quiet beach and a cool breeze are definitely two of them. This was shot at one of my favour beaches, Exmouth, on a Spring evening. The large beach was devoid of any movement as the opalescent sky and previous inclement weather had chased all the fair weather beach combers. When I took this shot, the sun was almost gone, giving the sea an eerie hew on long exposure.
Dreaming of the summer nights at Bantham Bay in Devon, looking into the sun with no one around. Actually, the reason there was no one around was because it was Easter 2013 and it was bloody freezing. Still, one way to get such a beautiful beach all to oneself.
Long time since my last post.
Over the Easter weekend, I was fortunate to have some time on my hands and ventured over to Borneo (Sabah, Malaysia) to visit Kota Kinabalu and attempt to climb Mount Kinabalu. After completing the 4095m climb at 5am in the morning, I sat on a freezing summit, a whisker from the equator, to watch the early morning sunrise.
Soon after, I dropped a couple of hundred metres to the start of the highest via Ferrata route in the world, to commence a 1.2km route. Although this does not sound all that spectacular, when you are almost 4km up, believe me, there are some giddy moments, especially the first part of the route that takes you vertically off the start ledge.
Alas, I was too busy having fun on the via Ferrata to snap any photos. Here are a couple of images from other climbers on the route to give you an idea of the experience.
A decade ago, I was in southern Argentina, on my travels around South America. I have fond memories of camping out close to the Perito Moreno Glacier, with some friends from the Raleigh International expedition I had just completed. The previous night, we were kept awake by the violent sound of huge chunks of ice carving off the glacier.
I arose at 4am and walked to the glacier to watch dawn break. It was a truly spellbinding moment. Unfortunately, the next time I visited the glacier, you were no longer allowed to camp in the National Park, so a doubly lucky moment.
Here’s looking at you 2003!
Not sure when I took this image of the West Pier in Brighton after it burned down in March 2003. However, I do recall the most remarkable thing about the evening was the sky filled with a flock of starlings around sunset. They performed a beautiful celestial ballet above the pier, mirroring the motion of the waves beneath them.
Whilst out in Colorado earlier this year, we drove past a field of horses each day on the way to Snowmass. Aside form a few cars passing, the scene was tranquil with only the occasional sound of crunching snow as the horses walked towards the fence to see what I was up to.
An early morning slow sunrise over the channel in east Devon. There was very little movement in the water and yet the clouds moved at a quickened pace above me.
This shots was taken about 30 minutes after dawn had broken, just as the sun finally cleared the bank of cloud hugging the horizon.
Back in 2011, I was on assignment for Lonely Planet in South America, gathering some new shots for their online library. This was taken in the middle of nowhere in southern Bolivia, less than 100 miles form the Chilean and Argentinian borders, close to the Salar de Uyuni. It was late afternoon and the heat of the day in the altiplano desert was rapidly evapourating as the steely grip of night gathered traction.
Temperatures regularly drop to -20 degrees Celsius. That night was no exception.
On a walk along Exmouth beach, the light was not particularly interesting, so I decided to play with my Lee Big Stopper, so blur the waves behind the lifebuoy. The colour cast of the filter and the strong red of the lifebuoy made up for the flat skies.
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