The hiking bug has bitten me again… and this time, I don’t think it’s letting go anytime soon. I honestly never thought I would make a comeback to the trails this soon, especially after convincing myself that I had exhausted almost every route I could think of. For a while, I thought maybe I had slowed down, maybe life had pulled me in other directions, maybe the mountains and I
There’s an interesting trend catching fire lately in the visual storytelling world, both in photography and filmmaking. Sony is not playing games. Their gear is turning heads, and slowly but surely, more creatives are switching over to “the other side.” For the longest time, Canon were the undisputed leaders. Their white lenses dominated stadiums, safari vehicles, film sets, and professional events across the world. A time is coming. In many ways, it
Yesterday reminded me why football holds such a special place in my heart. A few years back, my former colleague Marto was the guy who never cared much about football. His weekends were reserved for golf and nothing else. But yesterday, he called asking for tickets to the Kenya vs Madagascar game. I had to laugh and even asked him if he had married a football “girlie.” That call said
There are days when life feels like it’s circling back to a dream you once whispered to yourself. Yesterday was one of those days. For years, I’ve imagined standing at Kasarani, camera in hand. Rain would drip on my gear. Lights would cut through the mist. The roar of the crowd would vibrate through me. Yesterday, that picture became reality. Kenya’s story in this tournament has mirrored that same dream.
