Stan Lee Pengelly's Travels

Bangladesh Trip Part 3

Bangladesh Trip Part 3
Exhilaration and dread.  Those two emotions have always been what I felt when traveling by road in Asia, but this time it was more intense. My two guides and I were blasting down a mountain road in a beat up old Toyota Land Cruiser on our way back to Ruma.  The road was barely wide enough for the Cruiser and in Third World style…

Bangladesh Trip Part 2

Bangladesh Trip Part 2
I wrote in Part 1 that I go to places like Bangladesh for the photography.  This is only partially true.  I like seeing how other people live, hearing what their concerns are and observing their customs.  Think of me as an amateur cultural anthropologist with a camera.   The night before leaving on a hike to Boga Lake, we met up with…

Bangladesh Trip, Part 1

Bangladesh Trip, Part 1
After my face smacked the headrest in front of me, I sat in my bus seat and thought: “Wow. I survived.” Other than a little numbness in my upper lip, I felt fine. For several seconds all was silent in the bus. Everyone was stunned. Then came the crying, screaming and chaos. After struggling to get out, I found out…

Mt Kilimanjaro

Mt Kilimanjaro
My cheapo Casio watch said it was about 4am. The battery was so cold and weak the liquid crystal display was barely visible. We were already four hours into our summit assault on Mt. Kilimanjaro and we still had at least four hours to go. In the group of about a dozen I was climbing with there were Kenyans, Tanzanians…

The Mustang Kingdom Trip, Part 2

The Mustang Kingdom Trip, Part 2
I could hear my horse’s hooves below making a pleasing clip-clop-clip-clop and his neckbell staying in time with a musical ding-ding-ding-ding. The dry high altitude air of Nepal was on my face causing the scarf covering my nose and mouth to flap. The horse’s movements I felt through the saddle. With my eyes closed, these were the only sensations I…

Mekong River Journey

Mekong River Journey
I guess the problem was that nothing was what I thought it would be. Laos, I mean. The Mekong River. Traveling in the Third World is sometimes like that: you never know what you will experience, but it will always be memorable. The other tourists and I had a few hours before crossed into Laos from Thailand’s Golden Triangle, just…

Mogolian Horse Trek Part Three: Photographing the Naadam Horse Race

Mogolian Horse Trek Part Three:  Photographing the Naadam Horse Race
I’ve traveled with two pro photographers: Thomas Kelly (Mongolia) and Nevada Wier (Sri Lanka, Peru, China) and have learned from both.  I like to watch how they work and what they are looking for in a photo.  In this blog I’m going to describe how both teacher-photographers influenced a photo I made in Mongolia with Thomas and why it is…