The air is so thin that my Royal Enfield Motorbike struggles to keep moving from the lack of oxygen. My mind often becomes hazy and my heart labours just like the motorcycle, but every time I look up from the terrifyingly steep, pothole-riddled and rough road I see some of the most majestic scenery I have ever witnessed. Stark and jagged mountains, rugged blue glaciers, remote Buddhist villages, and mountain passes covered in colourful prayer flags. This is just some of the epic landscape set before my eyes on this journey. Every hour I climb higher and closer the Khardung La, the world’s highest motorable pass set at a dizzying altitude of 5602 m. This is one of the world’s last great adventures to be had!
This is a part of India you may not have heard of. A widely misunderstood area tucked away in India’s North West corner on the border with Pakistan is the province of Punjab, home to the Sikh faith. A trip to Punjab almost feels as if you have left India and entered a whole new country. For starters, Punjab is against the cast system making it one of the most accepting regions of the country.It is also home to quite possibly the best food in all of India due to the region being blessed with fertile pastures and a great growing season, many refer to Punjab as the Naan basket of India. This extraordinarily different side of India is addictive and has now brought me back for a third time to try and delve deeper into Punjab’s incredible culture! Welcome to Punjab, India.
I have been here before, a place in time where all my troubles seem irrelevant, where everything I thought I knew has just been turned upside down. The colours, sounds and people unfold in front of me in a dazzling display of culture. All the descriptive words I can write, but nothing will give this place the justice it deserves, this is Varanasi, India. You see, Varanasi is where traveling became something different for me, it’s the place where I abandoned my previous life and entered my new one. This place of life, death and everything in between is the place I keep returning to for many reasons, although many are still understood. Varanasi will change you, walk these holy shores and she will take a hold of you as she did to me. Varanasi, the ultimate traveling destination! Read More
Rajasthan Province – India
Welcome to the land of Maharaja Forts, crumbling desert cities, vibrant and exciting cultures and India’s premier desert escapes. Rajasthan is India’s historic center. It hosts some of India’s most traditional culture. Across this desert province are colour coated cities that conceal and preserve a very unique part of India. If you are new to traveling in India, then Rajasthan should be at the top of your list. You will not leave this beautiful province feeling empty handed. You will leave its borders with a huge appreciation of how complex and incredible this place is.
While attending the annual Hornbill Festival in Kohima Nagaland, I was trying to photograph a certain dance performance that involved large firearms, when I noticed this man with his smart phone taking selfies and photos of other’s. I love this photo because of the stark contrast it resembles of old and new. Old being the outfit this man is wearing is a traditional war regalia his clan has worn for over a thousand years and new being how he whipped his smartphone out just like anyone would from the west to capture this amazing moment.
Varanasi is a magical place at any time of the day, But during sunset if you take the time to just stop from exploring and pause to watch this incredible city transform from the chaotic fast paced day to the peaceful and calm sunset. The air is filled with the sounds of chants and bells from the near Hindu temples that adds serenity to this sublime travel experience. Sometimes slowing down and being in that very moment is what a destination needs in order to fully understand and appreciate it.
“Where am I”, I close my eyes and my hearing becomes heightened. In the distance musket rifles are being fired into the air followed by the screams of a war cry, the hauntingly beautiful humming of a tribal chant and the deep base from the longhouse gong being struck this is what I hear. Breathe in, the smell of fresh earth is replaced by smoking pork fat from the nearby longhouse. Open your eyes, and the whole world comes spilling in. Read More