The Monastery
The views change dramatically as we drive through the pass. We left the small hotel in Alquézar after breakfast, where buildings of brick and…
The views change dramatically as we drive through the pass. We left the small hotel in Alquézar after breakfast, where buildings of brick and…
In East and Southern Africa it is the rainy season during April and May. For most of my life this period has conjured up…
After several years of conducting most of my safaris in East Africa, it has been wonderful to guide some safaris near home (Zimbabwe) again,…
Congratulations Dave! The Wall Street Journal have just published an excellent article about Dave’s guiding skills and the amazing safari experience possible in Zimbabwe….
The GR 10 Trans Pyrenean Way trail involved interminable steep descents and climbs through dense chestnut and holm oak forests. We had seen nobody…
Living in the midst of a mountain range, there is a magnetism that draws you towards the mountains and the outdoors. The most famous…
This is an update on my previous post, the Way. The day after my son Laurence and I had biked to the French border,…
We disembark onto the beach and are welcomed to one of the most remote camps in Africa. The waves lapping gently onto the sandy shore are rhythmical and peaceful, but the atmosphere in camp is electric. Talk is centred on who will be the next President. Of course, this camp is not on the arid shores of the Libyan desert, and the executed President was not Muammar Gaddafi.
The trails provided ample shade as they crept through dense beech forests, and then all of a sudden would lead us onto exposed high mountain pastures.
As we climb, sucking in air, we are all intensely aware that this place, like the depths of the ocean or the moon, can never be our home.
I hoped that my safari guests would appreciate what was to come – staying in a mobile camp in Maasailand.
When talking to people about climbing Mount Kilimanjaro, one of the first questions I am asked is if they are fit enough. In actual…