We drove in a Morris Minor Traveller from Highbury to India
0.1 covers CCN sitting in an orchard beside the Bosphorus while John Keay shaves. Then to Kabul, and on Bamian Lake and the huge Buddhas carved into rock there. (since destroyed by the Taliban.) The images of dancers were taken near Gilgit, Pakistan.
0.1 covers CCN sitting in an orchard beside the Bosphorus while John Keay shaves. Then to Kabul, and on Bamian Lake and the huge Buddhas carved into rock there. (since destroyed by the Taliban.) The images of dancers were taken near Gilgit, Pakistan.
0.2 and 0.3 were taken in Kashmir, the Valley
and Gulmarg and Nagin Lake. Then we drove to Bihar, via Kangra Valley. There my first image of Gaddis, a biblical view of shepherds in white with their white flocks. On Through Mandi town and across the Shivaliks towards Shimla. The image here of range after range of hill in low light was to become so familiar in the years to come.
As we drove on East there ware images of a Gujar family on a ferry and of the Morris, by now referred to as the ‘Jewel of the East’ on the same ferry.
Kranti Singh and CCN at home in Bihar before we headed back West. The ‘Jewel’ crossing the Indus on a bridge made of boats. A steam engine chugging along the empty terrain East of Quetta.
Last images are of a chilly picnic beside the Caspian and finally deep snow through Turkey.
The Jewel made it back to London and was sold back to the car lot by the river where we had bought her.
and Gulmarg and Nagin Lake. Then we drove to Bihar, via Kangra Valley. There my first image of Gaddis, a biblical view of shepherds in white with their white flocks. On Through Mandi town and across the Shivaliks towards Shimla. The image here of range after range of hill in low light was to become so familiar in the years to come.
As we drove on East there ware images of a Gujar family on a ferry and of the Morris, by now referred to as the ‘Jewel of the East’ on the same ferry.
Kranti Singh and CCN at home in Bihar before we headed back West. The ‘Jewel’ crossing the Indus on a bridge made of boats. A steam engine chugging along the empty terrain East of Quetta.
Last images are of a chilly picnic beside the Caspian and finally deep snow through Turkey.
The Jewel made it back to London and was sold back to the car lot by the river where we had bought her.
0.2 and 0.3 were taken in Kashmir, the Valley
and Gulmarg and Nagin Lake. Then we drove to Bihar, via Kangra Valley. There my first image of Gaddis, a biblical view of shepherds in white with their white flocks. On Through Mandi town and across the Shivaliks towards Shimla. The image here of range after range of hill in low light was to become so familiar in the years to come.
As we drove on East there ware images of a Gujar family on a ferry and of the Morris, by now referred to as the ‘Jewel of the East’ on the same ferry.
Kranti Singh and CCN at home in Bihar before we headed back West. The ‘Jewel’ crossing the Indus on a bridge made of boats. A steam engine chugging along the empty terrain East of Quetta.
Last images are of a chilly picnic beside the Caspian and finally deep snow through Turkey.
The Jewel made it back to London and was sold back to the car lot by the river where we had bought her.
and Gulmarg and Nagin Lake. Then we drove to Bihar, via Kangra Valley. There my first image of Gaddis, a biblical view of shepherds in white with their white flocks. On Through Mandi town and across the Shivaliks towards Shimla. The image here of range after range of hill in low light was to become so familiar in the years to come.
As we drove on East there ware images of a Gujar family on a ferry and of the Morris, by now referred to as the ‘Jewel of the East’ on the same ferry.
Kranti Singh and CCN at home in Bihar before we headed back West. The ‘Jewel’ crossing the Indus on a bridge made of boats. A steam engine chugging along the empty terrain East of Quetta.
Last images are of a chilly picnic beside the Caspian and finally deep snow through Turkey.
The Jewel made it back to London and was sold back to the car lot by the river where we had bought her.
