After two weeks in Esquel, working the details of the coming expedition, I was ready to head back to Buenos Aires. The plan was to drive through the Los Alerces National Park by the Ruta 71. Then get on the Ruta 258 until Bariloche and spend two nights at Estancia… Read the rest

Once again, almost a year to the day, I am back in Argentina. This time, under the special invitation of the Consulate General of Argentina in New York. The plan is to kayak the Ibera Marshes (the equivalent of the Florida Everglades) and hike the jungle of Pinialito and Iguazu… Read the rest

“Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you gonna get!” That scene from Forrest Gump plays in my head as I sit at the point, watching the sunrise over the Sea of Cortez, spouts of blue whales out in the open leaving me with a small… Read the rest

There is not much to compare the whale shark to on land. I don’t believe there is much to compare it to in the water either. This creature stands alone. Thor Heyerdahl from his epic trip across the pacific on a raft, described it in his book Kon -Tiki, as… Read the rest

Sailing earth’s waters has always captivated and fascinated man. The vikings sailed to America way before the Europeans. Peruvians explored and helped colonized the Polynesian islands. Darwin discovered the Galapagos and the Falkands on board the Beagle. There is something about setting out on this vast blue liquid and only… Read the rest

It is said that their migration is the longest one among all mammals. Each year gray whales leave the cold nutritious waters of the Chukchi Sea, above Alaska, and head south to Mexico for breeding. Once called the Devil Fish, because of their resistance when harpooned, the gray whale is… Read the rest

The Mexicans call it the Holy Spirit. Sitting on the beach, my eyes fixed a few miles offshore on a group of humpbacks jumping, their tails and flukes slapping the water, much like a baby would do in a bath, I start to understand the sacred spirit of this location.… Read the rest

It is said that the earliest record of snowshoes goes back to several thousands years ago. For me, growing up in Quebec, they were simply part of the winter package. The snowshoes I had back then were not the fancy, technical ones found today, but instead the classic Native American… Read the rest

After viewing the first exhibit of the Wild Image Project in New York City, the Head Consul of the New York Consulate General of Argentina offered to give me a show in October 2010 if I was willing to return to Argentina and photograph threatened and endangered species. He would… Read the rest

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In 2008 I decided to combine my passion for photography and nature and created The Wild Image Project, an exploratory adventure to document some of earth’s most remote places.
I set out in January 2009 on The Wild Image Project’s inaugural expedition to Argentina, planning to paddle from Mar del