HTML 4.01 (it says here). If you’re watching this you have nothing else to do. Or maybe you are deranged. This is a leftover of a planet www once inhabited by lovely and social people. Then the social networks arrived. Until they leave... well, you can take a good detailed look at a few galleries below. After finishing, go check my current feed at... aaargh, it’s a social network again!!!

Just to make you laugh here's a link to something called email to type in a few characters. For those of you bedridden, stuck forever on the ringroad or simply with lots of time to spare, there are more here and even more here although these pages are really yellowing now and can crack if leafed through too fast. Thank you for your patience.

Weekend on ice: Lake Baikal

Grabbed the luck by her locks, hopped into a chilly minibus, drove 300 km north of Irkutsk and... nearly split my pants from fright listening the majestic booms Baikal's ice is making. Then rented a ... bike and cycled on the lake's amazingly clear and smooth ice, pulling my camera every two minutes. The concentration of beauty there is unbelievable and I put out this collection out in record two weeks. Get there if you can!

Notes from the forest floor

In March 2020 I holed up in a countryside dacha isolating against something which was surely just a short-lived panic. It turned into a very long stay. Until summer blanketed it all with uniform green I documented awakening of the forests around the village. A period in nature's cycle I haven't paid much attention to before

Israel: two deserts and a sea with no fish

Thanks to one friend who said it looked good (for him - out of airconditioned car!) and two others who obliged me to a visit, I hired a bicycle and rolled across a chunk of Negev desert to the Dead Sea and then back up towards vegetation via Judean desert. An abnormally high number of photos is a reflection of how beautiful it all was.

On a bike through Lofoten Islands, Norway

Well-matured clutch of pictures relating to a summer trip across Lofoten archipelago in August 2016. Expect craggy horizons, enticing but very cold waters and amazing fish heads

You gotta laugh...

I normally photograph landscapes which don't tend to involve humour. But over so many years there were a few dozen images which are more mirth than beauty. Hope you will smile

Rule of thirds (give or take)

A lively bunch of landscape images taken over the last three years in countries whose idea of lunch range from deer meat and berries to full blown barbeque with a gallon of wine. With some coconout and kasha in the middle

Recycled colours

Hot, cold, fruit, veg, fresh, rotten, old, new, hard, edible. Italy, Russia, Norway, London, Copenhagen. Such is a fine logic for having this splash of colours, saved for permanence from my limited instagram feed.

New black and whites

A collection of black and white images, none shot as such but arrived to by either pointless fiddling or careful calculation. As the orchid shows you don't need much colour to get things moving.

G10 archives

Most of the pix for the past four years, bar the Icelandic ones, below, were made with my trusty Canon G10. Yup. No fancy SLR and kilos of lenses. The counter on it clicked to almost 8000 images before I traded up to another G model. So out of those 8K - a 50 or so best ones to cheer this wee nice shooter.

Iceland, Interior and North

Coming to you from the luckiest cyclist in the entire first ten days of August. Everyone I met told me they had rain, I didn't! Well, not in the Icelandic sense of the word. Mind, there was wind, but it's still better. So, someone might have gone and got you three decent pictures, I got over fifty.

Landscapes of Almeria and Granada, Spain

Another week spent just pushing pedals, from the sea shore and up the hills through cacti, tomatoes, citrus, almonds and pines. And then down through pines, olives, poplars and finally back to oranges.

Bits and pieces II

Update with the packet of pictures which are lurking in the depths of my laptop, not stringed by any theme rather than my eye pleased with something or another stab at getting world wide wonder from the uncaring audience of online photo challenges. Makes sense?

Oaks, agavas and plenty of bricks

More pictures from lovely Portugal, from elegiac Lisbon to oaky plains of Alentejo along with some gracefully (and not) old bits of architecture and inevitable oranges and flowers. Contains melancholy.