"The world is a book.
Those who do not travel
read only one page.
I'm just trying to
read the whole book."
-St.Augustine, reinterpreted by Taylor Steele!
"wanderlust: strong longing for or impulse toward wandering"... full info
Princessone of the most charming, and most mischevious, of the girls in my cabin at sizanani...at this point still half asleep over breakfast
Wolfberg cracksHiking in the Cederberg with Tony, a friend of mine from Colorado who was working in Cape Town as an engineer for a year.
Monkeying aroundTwo female baboons with young-while the two babies were having the time of their lives rolling around playing the mums were doing their best to look dignified and ignore all the antics. Occasionally one of the little ones would get a swot as it tried to use mum as a climbing post.
Whistler anticsA snowy february day at whistler with Shannon, Alexa, Angus and my Dad. It was windy in the alpine and after leading the girls into some untracked, not exactly gladed trees (where one of the trees collided with Shannon's head..oops! luckily she is still speaking to me, though hasn't mentioned another ski trip yet!) we spent the afternoon playing in the terrain park with a few fun photos as a result.
Flying dadI was standing looking out over the terrain park wondering something along the lines of "what age do you have to stop doing silly things like throwing yourself off jumps at high speed with two long planks attached to your feet" when my dad came flying down the hill and launched into the air.... question answered!
WinelandsThe view from one of the Paarl valley wineries.
Cederberg SunriseOut in the cederberg on a weekend camping trip I had to leave at 5am to get back to Cape Town to pick up a friend for the weekend. After dragging myself out of my sleeping bag I enjoyed one of the most spectacular drives of my life on a narrow dirt road winding out of the mountains. First this fiery sunrise, then dramatic thunderclouds over the distant mountains.
Enginerd?The tiny little bit of engineer in me loves cable bridges...and this one in Boston is no exception. Unfortunately in the US people start to get a bit nervous when you hang around photographing a bridge late at night in the middle of winter!