You might think during a long, remote, Arctic river expedition, there would be plenty of time for reflection. There are moments, but when shooting and guiding they are all to short. The moments of reflection for me come in when I finally get to edit the photos from the trip.
Having been home for a month now, catching up with my family and work, doing long overdue chores and renovations, it is finally time to blog about my adventures. It also happens to be the 4th anniversary of my Dads passing. As he is always there and one of the reasons I get to do these things, the timing seems appropriate.
Thanks to all of those who traveled the wild arctic with me this year.
But most of all,