"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

Posts tagged “Tsomoriri Lake

Aspiring To Altitude – or – Fear Of Landing?

An acceptance of solitude.

“Truly I have set my soul in silence and peace.”

Picture taken beside the frozen Tsomoriri Lake in Ladakh.