• 10km Over Algeria

    Flying between Amsterdam and Johannesburg last week. I probably should have pulled out my proper camera.

  • Platform

    Shooting off into the Atlantic on a rainy day.

  • Barbed Fence

    Along a road leading to the Atlantic Ocean, away from the artillery batteries between the landing beaches Omaha and Gold.

  • Falls 4

    When I originally edited my New Zealand trip galleries, the Milford Sound portion of the trip made for some difficult decision making. There were just too many amazing things to see in that corner of the country. This shot, taken from the boat, was left out of the original collection.

  • South Island Dusk

    Ten years ago today, I returned from three weeks around New Zealand. I’ve posted most of the photos that I like from the trip, but revisiting the collection yielded a few more. This is an unmodified scan of a slide. The grain, the colours, the exposure — all as it was recorded when I pulled off the road to take this picture.

  • Potomac Bridges

    Looking down on Harper’s Ferry from the trail above the river.

  • Big Bay Bench

    Georgian Bay with Griffith Island in the background.

  • Broken Barn

    From early winter, an old tree and dilapidated barn on the street where I grew up.

  • Evening Rocks

    After the last several posts from Toronto, the opposite of the city. Looking north on Georgian Bay.

  • The Mouth

    The beginning of the falls, at the top of the “Devil’s Throat.”

  • Sunset Falls

    People departed. Tour boats stopped. Just the roar and the early evening sun over this massive ring of waterfalls.

  • Double Falls

    A pair of “tiny” waterfalls near the end of the main trail in Iguazu National Park. With hundreds of falls in the park spilling millions of gallons of water per minute, it’s easy to overlook these tiny cascades as afterthoughts.

  • No Rain

    In the Atacama Desert of Bolivia, distant clouds gather above a peak. It’s high altitude and very very dry.

  • Moulin

    The site of an ancient windmill sits in a field near the coast, in the Basse-Normandie region in northwestern France. It’s just a few kilometers from the D-Day beaches. There are folks who catalogue the various windmills in the region, but I don’t know any more about this one.

  • Mozambique Mountain

    Driving north between Blantyre and Lilongwe, looking west into Mozambique.

  • Oh Yes, It Will Save Many Lives

    It is warm. For the first time since my departure from Baltimore, many hours and 15,994 km of flying prior, I notice the air temperature. It is distinctly un-planelike. And humid. I have arrived in the terminal of Lilongwe’s airport and am staring out the window at the lush green fields reaching to the edge of the parking lot. Taxis and shuttles board their passengers for the half hour trip into the capital city. Rather than heading to the city, I wait for my backpack, naively hoping that the South African Airways staff will somehow discover it in the empty plane and bring it to me. When they finally tell me the bag is still in Johannesburg, I find a taxi and set out for my hotel.

  • Leaving Holland

    Climbing southward out of Amsterdam, bound for Paris. The forests and farms of The Netherlands about to disappear below the clouds.

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