One Month of the Quest in Images
My heart jumped as the turtle obliterated before my eyes. We’d just pulled over the side of the road to try and rescue him, but I saw the car coming…
My heart jumped as the turtle obliterated before my eyes. We’d just pulled over the side of the road to try and rescue him, but I saw the car coming…
The year is 1812. Great Britain isn’t playing nicely, so we declare war. There’s only one problem: the primary producer of gunpowder in the world is India, one…
Shooting a bird with a camera is no easy task. As Andres darted cautiously around camp with tripod and camera in tow, I couldn’t help but wonder if…