A Day Ending In Y

Hang on…. what day is this?


We were in Antibes on the French mediterranean coast, between Cannes and Nice, last week; I had left it until the last night to take the camera and tripod into the old city and it had been raining like cuss.  I managed to catch a lightning storm on the horizon, the last image in this series is a stack of about 10 shots taken with my (new) intervalometer.



A tonne of photos from Mongolia – most of these went up on Facebook a while ago, just taken me a while to get around to putting them here.

A number of different reasons meant we only had a couple of weeks maximum in Mongolia – we had hoped to get out to the far west near the Kazakhstan border but the time taken to get there ruled it out.  Instead we opted to team up with two French girls, Violet and Celine, and head north to Lake Hovsgol with a van, awesome driver Gambar and our super-great guide Khuu (silent K).

The highlight of the road trip, apart from amazing scenery, was 24hours involving staying with a local family, hanging out with them for the afternoon, sleeping on the floor of their ger, and then, by an amazing stroke of luck getting to see a mini-Nadaam festival the next day.  Nadaam festivals are held all over the country in July, but the valley here had had a rough season with little rain so had a ceremony up on the hill, a horse race and a bit of traditional wrestling.  As well as the satisfying the peoples’ supertstitions, it was fantastic to see everybody getting together when times are tough.


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An old time favourite of ours – figs wrapped in proscuitto with goats cheese.  It’s nice having a kitchen.

I bought a tripod.

Kat was sick one day in London so I got on eBay and stocked up on more crap to lug around.

So here’s some of the first long exposure, low light shots I took with it here in Antibes tonight.


Tough life...

Quick lunch at the flat, between swims in Antibes.

Twin Lens Reflex

A couple of weeks ago at the Spitalfields Antique Market in London I picked up this little guy… I’ve wanted a Twin Lens Reflex for ages, and 50 squid seemed like a good deal.  These are all the shots from the first two rolls of film from London, Sherwood Forest and Dorset.  Shot using Lomography brand 100ISO B&W film… which (I’m assuming) explains the numbers and dots on some shots.


Every time I fall behind on posting stuff it takes me forever to get it back on track and up to date.  The delay in this case was initially caused by Chinese internet censorship and made worse by both my procrastinating and indecision on how exactly to catch up.

We’re playing Londonites this week, so have a chance to get back on top of things.  Here’t goes…

Coming soon:

Hong Kong & China


TranSiberian Train, Moscow & St Petersberg

And whatever else happens between now and when I catch up… enjoy!

Ajanta Caves

On 28 April 1819, a British officer, John Smith, of the 28th Cavalry, while hunting tiger, accidentally discovered the entrance to one of the cave temples deep within the tangled undergrowth. Exploring that first cave, long since a home to nothing more than birds and bats and a lair for other, larger, animals, Captain Smith scratched his name in on one of the pillars. (from Wikipedia)

Everything has been hewn from the granite on the outside of the river bend – it’s all joined to the one piece of granite; pillars, statues, wall carvings… the lot.  Any joins you might suspect in the photos are veins of jade or quartz.

Every time I see things like this I’m astounded by the level of faith held by people to even dream up doing something like this.

And the award for Creepiest Museum Exhibit goes to…

Bombay Museum Of Natural History, for its split-down-the-middle, half taxidermed Squirrel.

Bombay Taxis

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