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
Syria, Palmyra Moon, 1984 - In 1984, I traveled to Syria overland from Turkey during the 20th month of my 26-month adventure around the world. I went to Palmyra, or Tadmor, in the Syrian desert. This site had its heyday circa the 4th century A.D., when under the control of Rome. That evening, I walked among the ruins, visiting a local family in their tents. I took this photograph of Palmyra in the moonlight. That night when I slept, I had a fantastic dream about a man named Green Hanab. Later, a psychic friend of Judith's interpreted this dream: Green was my pure spiritual side, while Hanab was my earthly impure side.
June 12, 1984
Palmyra (Todhmor), Syria
Good morning, I’m Groggy! Practiced for an hour in the morning before I left. I hitched to Palmyra in the hot sun. Arrived about 3 p.m. Had good lunch. “The ruins are superb.” Wow! I certainly never saw the likes of this! I spent the afternoon sneaking into the Temple Bel, a huge walled square. I walked up through the complex at dusk, catching a wonderful sight and picture in the rising moon among four four columned arrays. I felt quite inspired by the ruins and sang as I walked up to the last temple. There’s a shepherd living in the ruins and his daughters pulled me in their courtyard reeking of animals to have tea. Two daughters were ripe and had smooth skin and gold teeth, and poured me three cups of tea while Mama, shaped like a cone (tip up) gorged herself, probably as usual. They had a TV in the open air and the moon hid behind a wall. They warmed me with their eyes. It felt like home, reminded me of Toniça. I went to my hotel to sleep, and had a sensational dream at dawn in which a real and very rich man revealed a glimpse of his mastery of organization.
Bangladesh, Sherpur Prov, Old Man
Myanmar, Yangon Prov, Golden Temple
Turkey, Yozgat Prov, Cherries
PNG, Vista Crest After Wabia, 1983 - Walking in the dense rain forests of New Guinea's Highlands, there are usually few if no views at all. Here, we reached the crest of the trail and could catch a glimpse of the surrounding countryside.
Myanmar, Kachin Prov, Street Scene
June 28, 2009 - I woke at 5a after about 40 minutes of sleep! We had rice and tea, then took the one hour drive to the airport for 15,000 Kyat. I slept on the chairs of the airport waiting lounge. I sat with Ian in the last row and Lani and Mama sat in the first row. It was nice to try to take photos of the mighty Ayeyarwaddy River from the air. Then we continued on in clouds, landing one hour and twenty minutes later in Myitkyina. We were met by U Myint U, a representative of Exotic Myanmar Travel in Yangon. Until now all was exciting. But as the facts unfolded about our plans, I felt despair. We were met by U Myint U, a representative of Exotic Myanmar Travel in Yangon. Until now all was exciting. But as the facts unfolded about our plans, I felt despair. We rode to town, checked out the New Light Hotel, then the Two Dragons (whose Chinese style, I did not like), then finally the Riverside. The surroundings were great but the rooms dank and smelly. We returned to the New Light and I negotiated with the Sikh owner for $25 for the family room. A discussion ensued between Myint U, the owner and I. This confirmed that there were no traditional clothes worn in the whole of Kachin with the exception of January 5-13, when there is a festival and people return from other parts. I was not quite sure about this. The story was that the insurgent fighting over the years resulted in the Kachin tribepeople being relocated on the Chinese side of the border (a tacit recommendation to go to Yunnan State). Myint U said that we could go to Bhamo in the south and then take a 2 day river trip down the Ayeyarwaddy River to Mandalay, then go from there to Lashio via Kok ?, the place were the train goes over a gorge on a 100-year old bridge. In Hsipaw, we could see traditional people, he said. I believed him. Furthermore, there was incredbly bad and good news concerning Putao. The bad news was that even if we went to Putao, we could not see any tribespeople at all, not any wearing traditional clothes. The good news was this: in fact, there were still about five or six Tarong people left living at the base of Khakaborazi, Southeast Asia's highest peak at 5881 meters (over 19,000 feet). It was a 15-day hike just to get there from N___, north of Putao. The Tarong people, he said, were 2-1/2 to 3 feet high. There were only old Tarong people left, and they are soon to die out. I asked if he thought that anthropologists have studied them and he thought not (and I assumed this was because of the difficulty of reaching them). I imagined this would be the stuff of which a documentary could be made with Tod, the producer, for a show on the Disovery Channel. So, this was, in a way, good news, because this was a real, authentic wonder, and there is little time to document it. The investment woudl be six weeks of time just to get there, spend a few days with the Tarong and come back. I asked if they spoke Myanmar, and Myint U said he thinks they speak only Rawong, a local tribal language....
Slovenia, Ljubljana Prov, School Children
Thailand, Kalasin Prov, Gold Buddha In Sunset
At Dusk, 2010
Chile, Antofagasta Province (Región)
Easter Island, Reed Ship and Moai at Anakena Beach, 1997 - In this photograph both the Moai and the reed vessel at Anakena beach in 1997 are visible. Easter Island was a place of mystery and deep feeling. My short experience there was deeply enhanced by my relationship with my Rapa Nuian lover. She was native Rapa Nuian and had a deep spirit.