22/04/2016 / By James Shackell / Arctic, Norway, photography, Polar, Spitsbergen, Svalbard / Post a CommentWelcome to one of the world's last great wildernesses – a lost land of glaciers, ice fields and snowcapped mountains. This is Svalbard.
On the day the quake hit Everest, our team had just trekked back to Basecamp from Camp II further up the mountain...
Yesterday I went under a waterfall for the first time, in a swerving and dipping Zodiac along with the other members of a small Peregrine group touring in South America.
We’re old enough to have made a lot of decisions in our lives. Two of those involved stepping away from our daily routines into the wide world of travel.
Unfortunately, despite coining Gross Domestic Happiness and living traffic-light-free, Bhutan does exist in a bit of a flight path black hole.
A defining moment in the humid Amazon jungle: trudging along a muddy path below the towering canopy, our guide suddenly stops beside a tree.
What is it about putting one foot in front of the other that has thinkers, singers, actors and average Joe’s so enamoured?
Our taxi pulls up outside some rusty wrought iron gates. Inside is one of Nepal’s philanthropic success stories: a tiny business that’s slowly changing the lives of local women.