Indonesia: June 2016
Photos and stories from Lombok, Indonesia
Do you feel alive in that which scares and propels you? What is this strange feeling that compels us to seek the outer...
Descending the unknown summit to a break in the clouds, we breathe a sigh of relief that the battering is completed.
Eat what is placed before you without question, celebrate the End of Ramadan with joy with the family who has chosen to...
Our companions hike without complaint: in tattered flip flops, with 50 pounds on their shoulders, chain-smoking their...
Our guide turns to me and says, "this is what we call 'The Hill of Suffering'" What does it mean to suffer, endure,...
Trust is that which propels you towards a hidden village in the shadow of volcanoes at the end of Ramadan, towards a...
Mountain looms in the background above clouds, daunting; it feels like a form of poetry.
Steps to the edge of the world, edge of desire, edge of that which we have always known but never taken the steps to...
The waves lapped the sand, lapped each other, exploded into a myriad of directions, like a field of foam that wove...
Because, after all, it is about trust - to spill into the white van of two young, local surfing guides to follow...
It is 3 a.m.
Mount Rinjani, riddled in cultural legend and seeped in mysterious folklore, rejected our laborious climb and hid...
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