The dawn of a new day in southern Patagonia. This shot pf the Moreno Glacier was taken a few years back when I was working and travelling around South America. I purchased a lovely Fuji GW690 that took no time at all to get the hang of, along with a huge bag of medium format, 120 roll film all around the continent.
This shot was taken a short while before the sun progressed over the mountainous horizon behind me, illuminating the whole Moreno Glacier in a glorious morning, amber light. Definitely should be a place one’s bucket list to visit and watch sunrise.
A few years ago, I was out in Iceland just before Christmas, in search of the aurora borealis. Iceland sits just beneath the Arctic Circle but still enjoys some spectacular natural winter light shows. However, on this occasion, I was not fortunate enough to see one.
Instead, I journeyed to Vatnajökull, the largest and most voluminous ice cap in Iceland in this pimped out LandRover. We were high on the glacier when I took this shot and in the midst of total whiteout. Our driver recommended that we did not venture more than 5m from the truck else we might be lost forever in the Icelandic winter wilderness. It was well below zero and short term exposure would be enough to cause anyone serious issues.
The following day, I headed to the famous Blue Lagoon. You can see the sun creeping over the mountain in the background. It was close to midday when I took this shot to put the daylight hours in perspective.
In the mountains of Peru, on the road to nowhere, I stood with a friend, surveying the eerie landscape in solitude. We ended up trekking up to 5000m and walking on the glacier you can see in the distance a couple of hours later, when the clouds cleared and the sun bathed the landscape.
I have fond memories of walking up to the glacier above, undaunted by altitude sickness or concerned with the cold. My companion had to remind me that a T shirt at that altitude and level of cold was not in keeping with an efficient circulation.
I will always have fond recollections of the mountains o South America, with Peru, Bolivia and Chile in particular. All were familiar but unique in their own special way.
Bizarrely, both images above is about the size of my negative (6cm x 12cm).
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!