Back in July I spent a cold and rainy afternoon wondering around a deserted low tide Isshiki Beach, with nothing but my camera and my friend Myu. These are the photos from that eerie, quiet, and motionless environment.
A selection of photos from earlier this year when I went on a 25km walk along the coast from Katsuura to Onjuku.
Sunsets from the west side of Bali are truly some of the most spectacular we have seen during our trip back in March of 2016. These are taken in Pekutatan while we stayed at Kelapa Retreat & Spa.
Showa Kinen Park, which is about 30 minutes out from central Tokyo, is currently having it's annual flower festival where tens of thousands of tulips, among many other varieties of flowers, bloom throughout the park. It's a good place to take the misses for a stroll and some quick snaps.
Every year the Balinese celebrate Nyepi, which is an annual day of silence, and if you have been there during that time you'll know just how DARK night really can get since the entire island shuts off it's electricity and lights for 24-hours. What an amazing sight to see each star sparkling like a diamond caught in a dark net.
Here is a spectacular sunset facing Bali, with Mount Agung peeking out from the clouds as the low tide recedes further into the horizon and night creeps closer by the minute.
Virgin Beach, in north east Bali, is where you'll find white sand, crystal clear water, volcanic rock, and me trying to stay afloat in the ocean snapping some portraits.
During one of our days off from scuba diving and snorkeling in Amed, Bali, we decided to see how far one of the steep local mountain roads could leads us onto Mount Lempuyang, in the eastern part of the island. We past several villages with chickens and dogs running freely as fog kept rolling on, and we were able to snap one shot on the top.
We arrived in Sanur, Bali a few days ago and we were surprised at just how quiet this coastal town is. There was hardly anyone to disturb the water or sand. And with Sanur facing east, the sunrise coming over Nusa Penida island is a captivating view of towering rainclouds, and eye popping colours.
Once I spent two months in Portland and lived in a refurbished boat house along the river. The only sounds I heard from time to time would come from boats, slowly moving fright trains, and chirping birds. To say the least, my street felt bare and abandoned, and I liked it that way. Complete contrast to life in Tokyo.
Summertime in Japan is not complete without its fair share of street festivals ( matsuri ). The scene usually consists of herds of people descending upon tight narrow streets, with smokey food stalls preparing locals dishes for you to feast on, while copious amounts of cold beer are only an arms reach away to help you wash down the food.
Although I have probably seen more sun rises in the last ten years than I have seen sun sets, I'm more likely to snap some pics of the latter. Here are some from Kamakura towards the direction of Enoshima island, and the Izu peninsula.