Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong century, the remote corners of the world have been mapped, the age of exploration is over. I read enviously of the travels of Polo, Ross, Lewis and Clark, Tilman, and Scott. Then I remember the malaria, the scurvy, frostbite, and the myriad of other illnesses that plagued these explorers and I run away to my antibiotics.

The outdoors is in my blood ;despite having been born and brought up in a city I have always felt more comfortable in the mountains. I guess I like to feel the sun, wind, and rain, to feel that you are living connected to nature not isolated from it. 

On the Vallee Blanch, during my first Alps trip (photo D. Sellers)

Having blogged on and off for over five years I’ve made the migration to wordpress with the intention of improving what I write. I’m also an aspirant landscape photographer and hopefully those of you who follow will see some improvement as I learn my trade.