*Basecamp Warmenhuizen, Noord Holland - January '26.* || A solar titan’s breath, the X1.9 flare ignited the Noord-Holland firmament. Beneath the silent, sentinel sails of De Grebmolen, the horizon bled emerald—a celestial paroxysm, the most sublime aurora in two decades, draped in ethereal light.
*Across the Netherlands - Seasons of '24.* || Across three seasons, chasing the aurora in twenty-degree warmth felt deliciously incongruous. Nights blurred into open roads and silent fields, where I paused, transfixed, as the sky unfurled a restrained yet luminous prismatic dance.
*Basecamp Reine, Winter of '24.* || Overstepping a long-held hesitation, enduring two layovers into the far northern reaches. A solitary passage to 68°N, where the land dissolves, skirting innumerable peaks and wind-lashed villages steeped in biting cold and tremulous air.
*Basecamp Chamonix, Summer of '22.* || Harbinger of a tapestry of voyages yet to come. An odyssey unfurling along the austere skirts of Mont Blanc, descending into the hushed Aosta valley, traversing the liminal thresholds of Swiss, French, and Italian borders.
*Road trip around South Iceland - Winter of '19* || A week on Iceland’s windswept roads revealed breathtaking vistas and mercurial seasons. The stark, elemental landscape invited deep introspection. It was a journey that reshaped perspective through nature’s raw sublimity.