You know when you don’t even have to wake up early, but you do anyway because you have it in your head that you want something? That was me. I had this vision of getting the perfect jungle video and photos, with the golden hour sunlight filtering through the trees.
As well as our shot, we had a ginger Pisco drink made for us, and wine served at the dinner table. Safe to say this set the tone for the rest of the trip: alcohol, and plenty of it.
“The jittery nerves I’d been feeling in the days leading up to the trip just disappeared as I looked out of the plane window.”
– something that was said to me recently. And it’s only just starting to sink in what photo and video means to other people
This morning I’m heading to Heathrow Airport, boarding a plane, and heading to my very first international photography job!
Perhaps it’s time to enjoy the little things you might forget to enjoy sometimes and remember that rest might be what you need, however much you fight it, and try to do too much.
The beauty of solo travel, of backyard adventures, of being able to take yourself off into the wilderness to switch off for a while – to focus on creation, reflection, and a few hours of peace.
Self portrait practice, accidental summiting, and too much time looking at lambs.
I’ve compiled a very quick list of places at Disneyland Paris I would recommend – easy to screenshot or glance at when you’re working out where to find vegan food.
Escalera Arabe – Suiza. The day Michael got stuck up a 6c slab.
Imagine getting up at 07:00 for a day of climbing and only having decaf coffee available.
Even if you drive well and have no accidents, you could lose your deposit due to a rogue rock or pothole.
Experimenting through so many things helped lead me to this point, knowing a little more about who I am by not defining myself as one thing.
Blindly enjoying the natural world just isn’t an option for me anymore; sustainable life choices and travel have become intrinsically linked and I’m wondering how I can do more. There’s more to ethical living than veganism.
We thought that golden hour was falling a little flat. How wrong we were. I sent the Mavic up and it captured what my own, high viewpoint eyes couldn’t quite get: an even higher sweep of the two valleys, the misty hidden mountains in the background, and the stillness of the air.
The sun dipped lower and lower. I fell, again and again.
And then, I just… got it.
Other times you build one anchor, realise it’s in the wrong place, then build another that’s so bad you don’t want to use it, and just go home.
I am putting more value into being alone. Not just accidentally, but to actually go out and seek aloneness.
Staying inspired is not a passive process. It’s not something you wait for. It’s something you go looking for – you chase it. You do it even when you don’t feel like it.
When they’re climbing, they trust you to catch them, to keep them safe, and you’re trusting them not to do something too risky, or dangerous.
So, I packed up the camera bag and we headed out. Out into rain, heavy skies, small breaks.
It’s for them, those we don’t know, will never know, will never meet.
On the 1st, we woke up to quiet. It was still dark when we stumbled around the little cottage, gathering our things and hoping for, finally, a beautiful dawn.
This week somebody asked me if carrying a camera ruins the experience of adventuring for me.
You know when a simple comment leads to an adventure you didn’t quite expect?
A wholly selfish year, and a lot of running before I’m even really crawling.
If you’re seeking to find value in your own work, then it’s time to spend more time creating than trying to ‘hack’ people into seeing your creations.
For the better part of a year, I’ve been swirled up in thoughts of the persona I should now be, so I could become ‘successful’.
Will blue light blocking glasses make a difference?
So, I did anybody would when confronted with a curious child – I showed her the photos and started telling her all about Light Night.