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Buried
Posted on April 26, 2010 by Barak in Africa | No Comments
Northern Kenya. 11pm. No road. No cell coverage. No help. A historic event with a full tale that can really only be captured by the imagination. I’d put words to it, but it wouldn’t do it justice.
I Was Here
Posted on September 11, 2009 by Barak in Africa | No Comments
Another flag in the sand so I can say “I was here”. Oh, and yes, that is a 360ft drop 18 inches to my right.
Time Lapse
Posted on September 11, 2009 by Barak in Africa | No Comments
In dry season, the flow volume over Victoria Falls recedes significantly, revealing pools of water carved out in the basalt river bottom. In some cases, these pools are cut at the extreme edge of the falls, allowing swimmers to peer over the 300 ft + precipice to the gorge below [note: not for the faint of heart]. Here Codie launches off a 15 ft ledge into “Devil’s Pool” which I caught in a time-lapse shot.
Victoria Falls
Posted on September 11, 2009 by Barak in Africa | No Comments
Here’s a few clips from Wikipedia on the falls: Victoria falls is one of the Seven Natural Wonders of the World. David Livingstone, the Scottish explorer, is believed to have been the first European to view the Victoria Falls. While it is neither the highest nor the widest waterfall in the world, it is claimed to be the largest. This claim is based on a width of 1,708 metres (5,600 ft)and height of 108 meters (360 ft), forming the largest sheet of falling water in the world. The recent geological history of Victoria Falls can be seen in the form of the gorges below the falls. The basalt plateau over which the Upper Zambezi flows has many large cracks filled with weaker sandstone.Over at least 100,000 years, the falls have been receding upstream through the Batoka Gorges, eroding the sandstone-filled cracks to form the gorges. The falls have already started cutting back the next major gorge, at the dip in one side of the “Devil’s Cataract” (also known as “Leaping Waters”) section of the falls.
Mountain Glade
Posted on June 20, 2009 by Barak in North America | No Comments
5:30 am start up a 2,800 ascent and what would become a 14-mile race against the clock. Pausing at this glade on the trail my brother and I failed to realize we were heading down the wrong side of the mountain… which meant we would be coming back through here about 45 minutes later. Brilliant eh? Our 14-mile run ended in a 3hr, class 5 white water rafting trip followed by 18 holes of put-put golf followed by a 5hr drive home arriving at 4am in the morning. Yeah, we were intent on packing it all in on the last day.
Mt. Kenya: Rugged Paradise
Posted on June 10, 2009 by Barak in Africa | No Comments
Technically I didn’t take this photo so it really shouldn’t be listed up here. But its me in the picture, it’s a great photo, and those two things rarely come together. So I’m posting it anyway with credit to Paul Wagner for shooting it, and credit to me for the artistic touches (tinting, textures, etc). One of my best trips in a long time – three days, two nights on the side of Mt, Kenya fly fishing. Caught three nice size trout and ate them along with a huge slab of Gouda and whiskey which sustained us through two freezing wet nights on the mountain. The hammock is my own design – a bolt of heavy Thai silk with loops on the end that convert it from a sleeping bag liner to a hammock. Warm nights and lazy-day lounging.
Which One’s The Kid?
Posted on April 18, 2009 by Barak in North America | No Comments
Joel and Araella having a day at the playground. Mostly I think the playground was for Joel’s benefit and Araella was just along for the ride.
A boy’s playland
Posted on October 29, 2006 by Barak in Asia | No Comments
For those of use who are explorers, it’s nearly impossible to describe the wonder of a new place. Adventure is a Siren that sings a song that cannot be resisted. This is Bokor Mountain. Home to a thousand dragon flies, waterfalls, forgotten trails, and a ghost town build by the French in the 1920′s – once a resort community for the wealthy to escape the capital and humid lowlands.
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