The islands of Raja Ampat, in West Papua (Indonesia), are a national park with some of the world's most spectacular landscapes. What's special about these islands is their remoteness and untouched nature, they became a protected area in 2007, and marine biodiversity has been growing ever since.

We got on a sail boat built by the British Navy in 1940 for the Second World War, the Anne Judith II, and we set off to explore the lonely islands, coral reefs and beaches of this paradise.

Here are some photos from the trip:

Back in 2014, I was reading a book at home when I came across an article on the Pamir Highway - it showed some spectacular photos of snowy mountains and nomadic villages, it was an instant bucket-list addition. 5 years later, I found myself at the heart of it; the best part? It was a work trip.

The Pamir Highway is one of the highest international highways in the world, with the Aik-Baital Pass reaching 4,655m. Snowy mountains, dirt roads, hundreds of rocky valleys and lakes all make the Pamirs a stunning adventure suitable to anyone willing to explore a seemingly untouched culture by tourism. There's not much along the way, limited petrol stations, few villages and certainly no motorbike mechanics between Khorog (Tajikistan) and Osh (Kyrgyzstan). 

My cousin Alex and I decided to rent some bikes and head out into the unknown. You can read the full article I wrote on the Petro Camp website here.

Here are some photos of the trip:

Giving some petrol to a group of locals who had run out

A 'petrol station'. The mountains you see behind are in Afghanistan.

The Tajikistan border.

Customs. The officers gave us delicious watermelon.

We went fishing.

We did a 4 day horse trek around Song Kul.

The snow stopped coming in mid February, the sun showed up and we had blue bird days for longer than I can remember. To get good snow we had to hike further and higher - we called it the Month of Missions. We had to figure out ways to entertain ourselves, so we hiked, skied the sea in Shakotan, used snowmobiles to access peaks that were too far to skin, hiked peaks just off road passes and hit Kurodake opening day on March 1st for some sweet powder. Truly, a Month of Missions.

Shakotan

The peak you see in the distance was our objective

What's a sledding day without a breakdown? We abandoned one sled and used a rope to tow each other on skis

Lake Toya

Andrew working out the best route to the peak - we skied both sides off the peak

Orofuretogedake - great line

Kurodake opening day

The line

Mitch, always at the front

Vince dropping in

One of the best skiing experiences I've ever had. It started out as a nice sunny day, but when we got closer to the summit the weather turned and the clouds rolled up. It took 4:30hrs to summit, we climbed a vertical of about 1,700m and reached the crater around 3pm. The top was cold, we stopped by the hut near the summit, but it took me a while to realise that that was the hut - it was undistinguishable form the terrain from a distance due to the rime, the temperature was -20 degrees Celsius. On the way down, the clouds cleared and Bron and I enjoyed an whole mountain all to ourselves. A dream come true.

I moved to Japan's Northern island for the winter, Hokkaido. I have come here to work for the winter season and ski Japan's famous fluffy powder all winter long. On my first weekend here there was still no snow around, so I packed my 600cc Mitsubishi Mini Pajero and road tripped across the south of the island. The autumn colours were definitely impressive - my first taste of living in Japan.

My cousin Carlos and I decided to go test out our new motorbikes, and what a better place to do it than Andorra? It was only a weekend trip, but we managed to pack in 500km of riding through rivers, rain, rocky paths and cow fields. Carlos ended up having a big crash, he was ok but the bike suffered quite a bit; a wrong turn and the bike went over a ridge and landed wheels up... The bike is a 950cc KTM Adventure, it's a heavy machine... luckily a couple of dune buggies stopped by to help, they through us a rope and we got it out of the ridge. All in all, a great weekend!

This short film sums up what we got up to in Bolivia and Peru. To see the photos just scroll down. Enjoy!

My friend Jacobo and I had always wanted to go on a long motorbike journey somewhere away from home, the summer after our second year at university was the perfect time.

Bolivia. We knew little about this country, we expected high altitudes (considering La Paz is the world's highest capital at 3,640m), cold weather and llamas, not much else... It turned out to be the most scenic country both of us had ever witnessed; rocky snowy mountains, dusty forests, vast plains, sand dunes, dense jungles, salt flats and colonial cities were all part of our daily commutes.

We managed to ride 3,300km on two Suzuki DR 200s, Nuna and Teresita. From muddy tracks, to endless straights, rocky paths, snow covered roads and even motocross tracks, these motorbikes made this incredible journey possible.

I'm working on a short 15 minute documentary, but for now, here are a few photos from the trip.

After having ridden over 3,000 kilometres on our bikes across Bolivia, Jacobo and I decided to spend the last ten days of our trip in Peru. We didn't have a plan, only a deadline, in ten days time we would be flying out of Lima.

Peru turned out to be much warmer than Bolivia, a lot more touristic but the scenery was just as nice. Machu Picchu was very impressive, the mountains surrounding it are spectacular and the hikes around the area are very relaxing. Another Peruvian highlight was sand skiing in Ica, if you are a skier and happen to be in Peru, don't miss your chance.

We rode motorbikes on a beach, went on hikes, had 18 hour bus rides, raced through traffic to find a lost GoPro, chased buses and surfed. Overall, Peru was an unexpected success.

I had some spare time before starting university again in October, so I booked myself a flight to Lombok. The plan was to surf, scuba dive, hike and see rice paddies. I began my trip in Kuta, Lombok and made my way up to the Rinjani Volcano. A quick pitstop diving with mantas and Nemo's friends in Nusa Lembongan and finished the trip in Bali (Canggu and Uluwatu).