Étretat — I took shelter in a sea-level cave, but the rain stopped as quickly as it had started. Before long, I was back in the sun, exploring the low-tide beach. The weather continued to change quickly throug...
Étretat — I awoke, stiff and thirsty, to light breaking through the clouds. The wind, which some part of me had always believed would die down, pounded tirelessly against the lean-to. I retied my bandana and st...
Paddling beneath the cliffs
Man is the Measure of All Things
Descending through the gorge at the Saut de Brot
Taking in the morning sun above the valley
Listening to meltwater waterfalls and chamois skirt the cliff below me
Almost trapped by the incoming tide
Getting very nearly blown off the cliff
Enjoying the morning wind and watching the tide roll in
Standing fearless 600 metres above the Lysefjord