Nearly ten years after my first trip to Africa, I sat down to revisit some of my favourite of what were only a few shots taken on this deeply impactful trip.

Taking the Tank out to the creek with Steve and Jess to enjoy the cool waters and free time.

Monolithic boulders stacked on one another like the toys of giants make this spellbinding place come alive with wonder.

The highest waterfall in Australia stands as a colossus over the canyon below, it’s shadow blocking the sun the further one descends until the ghosts of vapour consume the bottom in mist.

The pristine beaches of 1770, including Bustard Beach and Chinaman’s beach; set alight by merciless sun and the relief of day’s end.

Golden rays of winter light pierce through the canopy as the sun sets over the paperbark trees near Agnes Waters.

Jonny, Jordy and I scaled the rock faces to get a unique angle on this iconic destination in the Rockies; we witnessed an avalanche and found calm spaces to enjoy the scene in solitude.

Methane bubbles stacked in perfect columns beneath the ice create a serene and spellbinding effect as the glassy surface of the ice folds across between rugged Canadian peaks.