Roadtripping in Canada earlier this year. Lots of pine trees. Lots of mountains.
A new sensation. Peru really gave me a taste for trekking and how rewarding it can be. Whilst ascending up these beautiful peaks I would often look back down and see how far away we were from where we started trekking. The people all the way down there looked like ants and there is something just so satisfying in knowing that your own two legs got you so high up. Photo taken on assignment for @apusperu
I really enjoyed shooting some fashion photography recently for a personal project we lined up with @outsightcreations. I'd love to create more work like this and collaborate with models, agencies and stylists so get in touch if this is you! More images to come from this set ⚡
The perfect marriage of two sports: surfing and climbing, found in one idyllic cove in Portugal. When the surf was bad we'd climb and when our hands got sore we'd surf. If all else failed we'd just appreciate the sun for a bit. More days like this.
Exploring secluded coves
Everytime I see this photo I'm reminded of an opportunity I missed. These are two Moroccan locals looking down at a busy lineup of surfers. This moment painted a perfect picture of two cultures meeting, local people intrigued by the strange activities of wave hunting tourists. I should have approached the couple and asked them for their portraits but hesitation got the better of me and they walked away before I knew it.
Orange evenings in the Algarve, Portugal
Trekking through landscapes that I never knew even existed in the Peruvian Andes. There's so much out there past the main tourist spots that you see so much on Instagram and mainstream media. I'm a firm believer that putting in the extra effort into finding unknown spots always pays off.
I've always been so intent on taking photos during golden hour that I've often neglected blue hour (the hour following sunset). It's a colour of light that you don't often see in photography so it felt great to change things up a bit see what I could make of it. Pretty happy with the result I got over in Sri Lanka.
One of the best things about surfing is the places it draws you to. If the waves aren't so good as least the scenery is!
Been digging through some old hard drives recently and finding memories from old trips. This one was from a school visit in India back in 2014. I've often wondered whether memories will be better or worse preserved now that everything has gone digital instead of old school prints.
On a recent trip to the Algarve in Portugal we found so many nice caves tucked away under the cliffs which made for pretty fun bouldering. Plus it was nice to have some shade since we forgot suncream. When we asked where the suncream was in the supermarket, we were told "we don't sell suncream outside of summer". I guess 18 degrees is only hot for us pasty Brits.
On the flight from Cusco to Lima in Peru, I witnessed some of the best aeroplane window views in my entire life (banks of clouds cutting through the mountains as the sun was setting) but I was stuck in an aisle seat so couldn't get any photos. I found myself in the same position on the journey back but begged the air hostess to let me snap some photos out the tiny door window at the back behind a curtain. I managed to take this photo in the 1 minute she gave me.
Surf Photography. I've really enjoyed the challenge of learning how to shoot surfing whilst in the water with a camera housing over the last year. It's very different to any other type of photography because for starters your priority is trying not to get either obliterated by a wave or slammed in the face by someone's pointy surfboard. Once you're cracked the safety part of things you are then presented with capturing the ever changing conditions of the water. Every single wave is different which is perhaps why it's so enthralling, the ability to capture never seen before perspectives.
Layers of Red. I've never seen such vibrant colours in the mountains as when we were trekking in the Andes. The red colour that you can see is apparently from iron ore deposits.
A portrait from the Cornwall archives. I’ve been a bit quiet on here recently which doesn’t actually mean I’m dead, contrary to the way Instagram works! As you might be able to tell from the name, I’m currently rebranding myself slightly and will have a new site up and running in a couple of weeks. Got some new video work in the pipeline too! Also, I’m off on a trip to Portugal with @outsightcreations next week so expect some new content soon! 🤙
Itching for a surf.
Hit or Miss. Every morning we would wake up at first light and walk 10 minutes down to the lookout at the top of the cliffs where we would check the waves. More often than not they were absolute toss but on the rare occasion it would be pumping and you would rush down the cliffs with all your gear to get to the surf before it got worse. Climbing back up the headland after a long surf was always tiring but made bearable by absolutely ravaging every blackberry bush on the way back to the tent. A simple but satisfying lifestyle.