This website illuminates my life and adventures. My longing for freedom has led me to over 2600 of the world’s 3978 provinces, to every country on earth and to the summit of the highest peak on each continent (thank heaven for good weather!). In my travels, I learned to respect the intelligence and ingenuity of people of all races and callings both past and present. Come see the world as I see it: as a peaceful place, full of nature and beauty. With the right spirit and intent, we can make our world a virtual Garden of Eden.
DISTINCTIONS: BBC 2017 Travel Pioneer • Journal Articles • Explorer’s Club Flag Expeditions
World Parks Project • Walk Across South America • Jeff Shea Travel Map
Cambodia, Siem Reab Prov, Motorcycle Transport
Cambodia, Angkor Wat, Aspareses, 1996 - Of all the temples in the world, I would rate Angkor Wat as the finest Although the pyramids of Egypt are the most grand, the reliefs of Angkor Wat are magnificent. They line wall after wall of this grand temple.
Slovenia, Vipava Prov, Flower
India, Calcutta, Food Line, 1984 - My first major trip around the world introduced me to the reality of poverty. Here in Calcutta a man looks unwelcoming up at my camera.
Slovenia, Zrece Prov, Country Scene
Myanmar, Mandalay Prov, Bagan Temple Detail
Philippines, Romblon Prov, Man With Tattered Clothes
Thailand, Phuket Prov, Fisherman
Philippines-Pampanga - Awning, 2007 - If you look at the world through the eyes that you have been taught to judge things by, this old ragged awning might seem a shame. But if you look at the world through eyes that see the world without judgement, like a child, this old ragged awning becomes something of beauty. Ruth Bernhard said to me to wake up every morning and see the world as if you are seeing it for the first time.
Morocco, Atlas Mountains, Mohamed, 1988 - I had gone to climb Mount Toubkal but was turned back by snow, lack of gear and an unwilling guide. I decided to walk back through a different valley than that by which I arrived. I was told that when I got to the village at the bottom of the gorge, I should search for Mohamed. I was given a small photograph so that I could identify him. When I arrived, it was growing dark. A man appeared from his house and inquired who I was. I showed him the photograph. He motioned that it was he, Mohamed! Mohamed invited me to eat with his family and spend the night. His wife prepared couscous. Everyone ate with their right hand.