At the moment im reading a book called Murder in the High Himalaya by Jonathan Green. Its about a group of Tibetan refugees trying to cross the border into Nepal over the Nangpa la in 2006 and how the Chinese border guards shoot and kill.
We have to keep going, we are beyond the point of no return and safety lies ahead of us not behind us. Non of us have ever experienced anything like the 36 hours that that we lived through.
Blizzards, snowdrifts, gales, frostbite, snowblindness, buried tents, floods, hardship, cold, sleepless nights. It must be summer then in deepest Patagonia.
Well the day has nearly arrived for us to leave to one of the windiest wildest places on earth, yes Patagonia. But it is one of the most beautiful places on this planet ive ever seen, it is worth the hardship you endure to be there.
My 40th birthday approached and I did not want to go out to a bar and drink too much and wake up the next day feeling rough, so we decided to go away for a couple of days instead. We ended up in Cazorla
Living here in the campo of Lanjaron in Andalucia you get used to seeing some strange insects. I photographed this one the other day. It is a Thread-waisted Wasp.
All the rain we had during the winter has given us plenty of snow this year. So last week we decided to go snow climbing above Lanjaron near Cerro de Caballo.
This year the Sierra Nevada is different, its still covered in snow, not just a little bit of snow but metres deep amount of snow, thanks to the amount of rain that fell on Andalucia this winter.
So there I was minding my own business weeding away in the veggie garden, when I felt a sharp pain in my finger. I took my glove off to investigate what the problem was but noticed movement to my right ....... a scorpion making a run for it!