3 Feb
A couple of weeks across Honduras to Nicaragua, via La Ruta Moskitia – the remote Mosquito Coast.
An overland journey – mostly by boats – crossing massive coastal lagoons, staying in Garifuna fishing villages; canoes up rivers, thru jungle, staying in Peche tribal villages; perched on cargo on pick-ups across very rough roads; across river borders – lacking immigration posts …
11 Dec
3 blissful days sailing from Caye Caulker island to Placencia: swimming, snorkeling, fishing, smoking grass, drinking rum, listening to Reggae, eating fresh fish & lobster, camping on tiny Caribbean atolls … too much FUN !
7 Nov
3 days down the Niger River, thru the Sahara, from Mopti to Timbuktu, by pirogue. Camping on the desert shores, passing mud-sculptured villages and their elaborate mosques, stopping on islands to be swarmed by villagers …
5 Oct
Leaving Freetown by bus we get struck in morning traffic and the bustle of a market that flows across the streets, 2007.
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17 Sep
Often you know when a journey will be difficult, when it with wear you out, when it will numb your bum and tire your mind but hell it will be memorable and etched in your head and so this was one – one, of 100s – that I’ll remember (assuming that a mind-rotting disease doesn’t kick in) but hell for now it’s here. But how did it begin …? I forget.
20 Oct
Thought I’d woken to someone shitting on my face; my sleep interrupted by a fuckin – truly, fuckin’ – horrendous stench while traveling the dull bus journey back to Chile from southern Argentina. (more…)
Hi ... Am presently in Panama ... soon, a visit to family in New Zealand ... and then a return to Asia ???
But there are tribal rules – according to locals – no shooting women, children or old people; only in self defense if a weapon is raised against you or if there are two enemies present …
Everyone around the tables was friendly. I remember having 3 shots with them and that’s it … until I remember stumbling and falling from weakness on gravel somewhere in the countryside
A cold beer never felt so freeing; only two hours ago I was busted for grass and sweating it in a Colombian police station …
What jumping out of a plane didn’t achieve for me, jumping out of a moving car in Buenos Aires has … checked back into reality: maybe I’ll stay a while.
I forget about the million stares on me as he glares down and barks “You have no right to be here! No photos allowed! Why are you here … ?”
Photo portrait collection from across West Africa: faces of Togo, Guinea, Sierra Leone, Senegal, Mali, Ghana …
Once a fabled city of great gold wealth and Islamic scholarship, today Timbuktu is a quiet, dusty outpost …
Angkor, Cambodia, mid-1994: It was a crazy and dangerous time with the Khmer Rouge guerrillas still active …
Beautiful, traditional, throat-singing Mongolian music – live in a traditional tent in central Mongolia.
My solitary Sunday was absorbed by a visit to La Paz’s San Pedro Prison. No, I wasn’t arrested for drugs or acts of public indecency, rather it was a straight forward tourist kinda thing …
Surreal mud mosque of ancient Djenne and its Monday market ..
In the truest of all Arabian Nights visions is the beautiful, historical, magical city of old Sanaá …
Massive penguin colony at Brown Bluff on the Antarctic Peninsula
Images from the driest desert in the world …
They remain one the least recognized man-made wonders of the world, yet once the Medieval rock-hewn churches of Lalibela were known as “The Jerusalem of Ethiopia”.
Traveling across rural southern Laos, we stop to upload a pig into the bus. Watch the video …
3 days down the Niger River, thru the Sahara, from Mopti to Timbuktu, by pirogue. Camping on the desert shores, passing mud-sculptured villages and their elaborate mosques
Leaving Freetown by bus, getting struck in morning traffic and the bustle of a busy market that flows across the streets. Watch the video …
Crossing Borders and traveling in Guinea, I encounter difficult journeys, wrecked transport, drunk soldiers, appalling roads, and very friendly ladies …
I set out with a local guide and a laden mule and a mule-lad to trek to Vilcabamba, the last and lost Inca city, located in a distant, hidden valley, a full three days of walking remote trails …
