photography suffers when you’re getting chased by an elephant
If you’ve ever taken a gander around the ranger stations or visitor centres in the parks in South Africa, you might come across a few postings and bulletins reminding you […]
Category Archives: animals
adventures with a cat: the prologue
With the summer already fading into fall, it’s easy to see how I’m passed due for some kind of shenanigan. And yet… as I discovered while on my travels abroad, […]
face to face with lions
To be in the presence of lions is an incredibly humbling experience. Their sheer size and mass alone is intimidating enough, but the penetrating gaze they settle upon you seems […]
photography from Kruger Park, South Africa
If you ever get to go to South Africa, for the love of all things good in the world, see Kruger Park. Larger than Holland, the park sprawls across the northeast […]
to be, or not to be a cyclops: of photography, experience, and balancing both
One of the awesomest things about round-the-world adventures is the collection of memories we create, and what better way to remember all those fine details than by having an archive […]
a cause worth fighting for
Well, I’ve been in Europe now for about 2 months, and apologies for falling behind with updates – I’ve been busy having a damn good time or being very worn […]
gibraltar: the rock, the monkeys, and a new beginning
By ferry, by bus, and by foot, the Rock of Gibraltar is a tough one to miss. Standing tall over the peninsula at the south edge of Spain, the rock […]
my kingdom for a rhino
While in South Africa, I had the lucky pleasure of being in the company of some seriously amazing and incredible animals, but few have made a deeper impact on me than […]
masters of the deep: a week with great white sharks
One of the world’s most powerful predators, she is a shadow in the deep. Her sense of smell is so acute, she can detect a single drop of blood within […]
monkeying around in phalaborwa, south africa
If you ever have the opportunity to look a monkey in the eye while their little fingers grip your own, you realize that they have a way of sizing you up in a glance and wiggling their way into your soul. (I swear they can see it, too.)
