Stan Lee Pengelly's Travels

Feelin’ Like Elvis in Shiraz, Iran

Feelin’ Like Elvis in Shiraz, Iran
My fellow photographers and I were walking from our hotel in Shiraz, Iran to a dinner restaurant when something unusual happened: we were cheered by a carload of girls. Even in my glory days of youth and vigor, I never elicited excitement like this from any women, so to be sixty years old and have a carload of chador- and…

Burning Chicken Fat

Burning Chicken Fat
I was walking through my hometown airport, waiting for my flight number to be called, when suddenly I had this intense desire to vomit.  It was almost lunchtime and one of the food vendors was cooking chicken on the other side of a barrier and the smell of burning chicken fat began to waft over into the hallway.  I don't get nauseated…

Searching for The Eagle and The Hawk

Searching for The Eagle and The Hawk
Tucked away in a corner of a park in Aspen, CO, is The John Denver Sanctuary.  It is a meandering trail open to the public that is lined with huge boulders on either side as you walk it.  On these rocks has been engraved lyrics from John Denver's songs, and I went there in search of one particular song that…

Not Because It’s There

Not Because It’s There
I think the most important thing to know about mountain climbing is the motivation for doing it. A greater man than me said he climbed a mountain because it’s there. In August 2000 when I climbed Mt Shasta in northern California my desire was to disobey my aunt. You see, when I was about seven years old, I told her…

I went with Plan C

I went with Plan C
Sometimes even Plan B won't work.  Sometimes ya gotta go with your dead-last choice when traveling. During my trip to Nepal a year ago, I met two very pleasant people from Canada who invited me to visit them.  They knew I was a photographer and that I liked to do night and landscape photography.  Joel and Kathleen described the beauty…

Interior Design by Edgar Allan Poe?

Interior Design by Edgar Allan Poe?
How do you wrap your head around a holy shrine so beautiful and yet so ghastly and repulsive? This question is what went through my mind when I visited a huge cathedral in a tiny village in southern Peru. I was on a "photographers-only" tour. The dozen or so of us had been or would visit the usual sites in…

The Beginnings of My Wanderlust

The Beginnings of My Wanderlust
My trip to Iran in November 1977 is what got me hooked on foreign travel.  The friendly people, their intensely interesting culture, customs and  country instilled in me the desire to visit more places outside the USA. How I got to Iran was by sitting sideways in a USAF C-141 cargo plane for hours and hours with a couple dozen other American GIs…

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…
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