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Reflections on the Moon Valley Marathon
As the eerie stillness of Swakopmund envelops the early morning hour, my alarm pierces through the silence at 5 AM. It’s Easter Weekend, and while the rest of the world...
Reflections on the Moon Valley Marathon
As the eerie stillness of Swakopmund envelops the early morning hour, my alarm pierces through the silence at 5 AM. It’s Easter Weekend, and while the rest of the world...
The blooming secrets of the desert
Namibia is famous for its animals in the Etosha national park, the quaint coastal town of Swakopmund and the high dunes at Sossusvlei. My favourite soul-soothing and mind-mending region however...
The blooming secrets of the desert
Namibia is famous for its animals in the Etosha national park, the quaint coastal town of Swakopmund and the high dunes at Sossusvlei. My favourite soul-soothing and mind-mending region however...
Chapter 3
In Africa, there stood a tree that weathered the test of time, The world said change, and so we did, embracing each climb. In Africa, there unfolded a tale, evolving...
Chapter 3
In Africa, there stood a tree that weathered the test of time, The world said change, and so we did, embracing each climb. In Africa, there unfolded a tale, evolving...
Zambezi and Chobe Magic at the edge of the wild
Namibians have a special greeting where they use their hands folded into the shape of the country, using their thumbs to point out the area where Zambezi Mubala Lodge &...
Zambezi and Chobe Magic at the edge of the wild
Namibians have a special greeting where they use their hands folded into the shape of the country, using their thumbs to point out the area where Zambezi Mubala Lodge &...
The cradle of the Gondwana family
(It is Spring Day in September when we pull up to the fuel station at Canyon Roadhouse, where a crisp wind heralds the arrival of a cold front coming over...
The cradle of the Gondwana family
(It is Spring Day in September when we pull up to the fuel station at Canyon Roadhouse, where a crisp wind heralds the arrival of a cold front coming over...
The Unbearable Beauty of Trees
Why I photograph plants When I was in high school, my parents gave me a camera as a gift. I was so thrilled and experimented taking all sorts of...
The Unbearable Beauty of Trees
Why I photograph plants When I was in high school, my parents gave me a camera as a gift. I was so thrilled and experimented taking all sorts of...