I was hiking up Phnom Sampeau mountain near Battambang when, halfway to the summit, a group of children appeared as if out of the jungle mist. I welcomed the excuse to rest and we gestured and pointed and smiled our mutual introductions. But it was late in the afternoon and…

I was exploring the grounds of Killarney castle just before sunset. I was searching for an interesting perspective from which to photograph the ruins, and had wandered off trail and into the overgrown woods. After a short hike through the mud near the lake shore, I stumbled upon a clearing…

I was traveling overland from mainland China to Tibet, through the eastern foothills of the Himalayas. The area was historically the Tibetan province of Kham, home of feared horsemen and warriors and known for its rolling hills and meandering rivers. …

I’d heard of a holy lake in the foothills of the Karakoram, near the China-Tajikistan border. It was depicted as a placid lake, ringed by snow capped mountains, with yurts and herds of yak dotting the shores. I made the journey and it was as beautiful as described. I set…