Swedish Lapland. About half an hour drive from the village of Jukkasjärvi. It's -40 C. At those temperatures, no matter how many layers you're wearing - the cold will find you. Warmed by the anticipation of the spectacle to come, I wait, half-buried in snow at the edge of a frozen lake. Some minutes later, I got lucky on that cold January day to witness this visual miracle, which though is most common-place in those regions, is a miracle nonetheless.
Despite my best efforts, it feels like I fell very short of capturing the magic of those silent, granite giants. Yosemite...the ancient valley born of fire.
Hunting Sunrises/ Sunsets in springtime Patagonia can be an extremely frustrating experience. The fickle weather will oftentimes smother your golden hour with thick layers of clouds. This was one of the few lucky mornings...At the end of the W Trek, half hour walk from our Paine Grande Camp. Nothing but wind...and a few stray rabbits.
Mirador las Torres. Today, only three granite monoliths remain of what once was a great cirque, sheared away by glaciers eons ago.
Spectacular view, even on a gloomy, rainy day.
Perito Moreno glacier seen from about 150 meters away. That's as far as you can get to it by boat... It's submerged deep into the lake and big chunks of ice can break off and float up at any time, posing big risk to those who venture to close.