Born Slippy

Turtle at sunrise on Big Island of Hawaii This little guy was just resting through the entire sunset and opened his eyes for just a second to make sure I have the "right" photo equipment - Nikon (he he) to have his picture taken.

Budapest Bridge

Before the sunrise in Budapest, Hungary. This bridge is the oldest and probably the most beautiful bridge in Budapest. Széchenyi Chain Bridge when built, was the first connection between Buda and Pest, two cities separated by Danube river.

As The Rush Comes

Sunrise at Punta Mita Coast, Mexico

Goodbye For Now

Kiawah Sunrise

Southern Sky

Perfectly Lonely

Boneyard Beach, South Carolina. This amazing place at Botany Bay is definitely a must visit, while in Charleston. A short hike and you end up in the most surreal place I have ever been to: slowly dying tees battered by countless Atlantic storms and tides that year after year, take a bit of the land away from the island forest.  I did not get any crazy weather to speak of while shooting, but the time I spent before the sun came up was definitely one of my all time favorites - here standing knee or even waist high in the water trying to capture the oncoming waves.

Shades Of Cool

To say I was excited about my trip to Canadian Rockies last winter is somewhat an understatement - to see the landscape featured so richly in The Revenant movie, to experience the ultimate cold ( -20 degrees average), to see majestic mountains and those dreamy ice bubbles? Heck yeah! I packed the biggest suitcase I could find with the best thermal gear a man from Maine can find - multi base layers, several pairs of ski pants, gloves, boots, ice crampons, quite possible a thousand of hand /toe warmers and my favorite - bright red parka. I was ready! When I arrived in Banff the temperature was almost 50 degrees and locals blamed everything from global warming to the american electoral process as to why it was so warm. Needless to say I was extremely disappointed - instead of frost bite I found myself wearing summer hiking pants. The morning in this photo was the coldest of the trip - absolutely gorgeous frost hours were formed the night before, the air was amazingly crisp and the light was nothing but magical. My tripod was set up on the top of maybe one or two inch thick ice and I still cannot believe I didn't fall through - maybe the snowshoes created enough pressure coverage for the ice not to crack, to give me at least one morning of what this beautiful area is known for.