These are some shots from my trip to India in 2004. They are scans from 35ml prints and fairly low quality. An incredible trip to an amazing country and the catalyst for my now incurable wanderlust! [View Full Entry]

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Lying on my back with my head in the stars and I'm gone. In my right ear I can hear the gentle asthmatic rasping of the rhythmically breathing sea, whilst in my left I have the vast silence of the Sinai desert. Below me is coarse, golden sand and above, man above, the stars explode across the deathly black palette of the sky like an particularly reserved, measured and ordered, Jackson Pollock splatter painting in chrome. This is the place to be when it's your soul, and not just your body, that needs a well earned break. There is no electricity [View Full Entry]

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We were warned that Cairo was going to be a hectic immersion point and we were well prepared, but we were not expecting the streets to be so busy at 2am on a Sunday morning. Intense crowds in their (Sunday) best thronged the streets eating ice cream, throwing firecrackers and generally having a proper old party, even the shops were still open and doing excellent business! The reason for this late night revelry was that all of Cairo were marking the end of Ramadan in joyous, boisterous celebration. Some welcome. The next morning we embarked early on the tourist trail by [View Full Entry]

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The last third of our second stay in Laos continued the thematic trend set by the first two; that of water and stupor. The only differences being that the water, rather than flowing lazy and muddy past our bungalow as the Mekong, now came predominantly from above, in the form of rain, and several impressive waterfalls. The soporific stupor engendered by dwindling funds did not change however. The location for all this soggy laziness was the Bolivan Plateau, a large raised area of land over 1000 meters high, east of Pakse in the predominately flat south. It was the topography (as [View Full Entry]

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Laos, if I could compare thee to a dish then you would certainly be spaghetti carbonara. Why? Because spaghetti carbonara is such an incredibly delicious dish, easy to make, with so few constituent ingredients, but can be, and often is, made extremely badly (mine, of course, being the best). Spaghetti, egg yolks, cream, bacon, parmesan and pepper; that's it, nothing more, yet what an abominable hash is so often created. So how does this compare in any way to Laos? Well, when trying to pin down exactly what it is I love so much about Laos, and why, I realised that [View Full Entry]

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The last two week’s have been spent in the company of family Meyer (and Andy) on the Islands of Ko Phan Ngan and Ko Tao. It has been much less difficult than I imagined. Anny and I left Borneo, flew to Penang and then crossed into Thailand on the train, arriving on Ko Phan Ngan a couple days before the Meyer invasion. As four months ago (has so much time disappeared already?) we stayed at Coconut Beach Bungalows on Haad Khoom beach where we found everything to be same-same, but different. The beach was the same; a gorgeous sandy curve bitten [View Full Entry]

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If Bako (national park) is foil then Uncle Tan's is heavy metal, cause it rocks!! Sorry about that, what a lame way to start - let me explain. Since arriving in Malaysia we have spent a good proportion of our time in the jungle, even more so in Borneo. We have loved every second of it but none more so than our last three days on the Kinabatangan river at Uncle Tan's famous jungle camp. Bako probably had the edge for beauty but in so many other ways, not least the diversity of in your face wildlife, Uncle Tan's has been [View Full Entry]

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BARIO The day breaks so slow, like a question that does not care to be asked the mist diffuses, soft light refuses the answers to which I've been tasked From out of this drifting miasma tree's rise and then disappear it seems what I seek this morning is meek the whole world is shrunk and unclear Now slowly, with no explanation the day deigns I may at last see for what mist concealed is now given, revealed and shines with a brash clarity Around me unfettered abundance cascades from the hills to my feet in soft waves of green, the tree's [View Full Entry]

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Heavily laden with our three heavy bags, as well as the supplies we had purchased at the local market, the simple, flat bottomed, wooden boat made its erratic and precarious way through the rapids of the Skrang river to our destination, an Iban longhouse. It was a beautiful journey; as the boat swung from one side of the fast flowing river to the other, dodging logs and shooting rapids, I leaned back on my rucksack and watched the leaves and branches of the overhanging tree's as they flashed past above me. The sunlight hitting my eyes like a strobe light and [View Full Entry]

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Bako National park is fairly small in stature but not in content; the amount of flora and fauna squeezed into its environs is quite staggering. For someone like myself with a keen interest in the natural world but lacking in the time, means and money to go seriously deep into the jungle this place is just perfect. With relatively short excursions into the jungle we have been able to view, often at ridiculously close quarters, an abundance of wildlife I'd only ever dreamed of seeing. I was transported back to my late childhood when my fascination with nature was boundless, back [View Full Entry]

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