This book is a collection of images and stories from Ladakh: the land in the Himalaya with the best preserved buddhist culture.
Rock climbing in the Sultanate of Oman: rugged mountains, empty deserts, stunning caves and first ascents!
Things have been happening in the far east. This is Vietnam’s first comprehensive, country-wide climbing guidebook.
A selection of articles about my climbing and trekking journeys have been published in Bergeerleben and the Mountain Spirit blog.
Ten days of sandstone climbing in Wadi Rum, Jordan. Endless sand and perfect cracks, but no beers or bolts!
What better time to shoot the night sky than in the clear winter nights? Let’s build a fire then and get lost in the dancing flames.
Vietnam has one of the biggest varieties of dramatic landscapes on earth. Untouched, wild and awe-inspiring.
I‘ve always been fascinated by the desert. Now I‘m finally here, even if only at its fringes, in the greatest of all deserts: the Sahara.
A journey in search of Sri Lanka’s wildlife and deeply religious heart. What I found was color and deep faith.
It’s a wild country. Wild steppe, wild mountain ranges and authentic people, untouched by tourism and globalisation. Yet.
Five days of kayaking and camping on the Krutyni river in northern Poland: surprisingly wild and adventurous!
A collection of articles from a journey through Sri Lanka, Indonesia, Thailand, Cambodia, Laos and Vietnam.
My new rock climbing and deep water soloing guidebook of Ha Long Bay and Cat Ba Island in Vietnam.
Morocco is Africa’s little known rock climbing paradise, but it’s exotic and wild limestone walls are well worth a visit.
A biographic report of a climbing journey into Venezuela’s green heart, including climbing topos and interviews.
Shot during an extensive journey through Egypt, this images show the desertic landscapes in an uncommon color.
A climbing expedition, that followed the call of the wild into Venezuela’s dark green heart. The result? A bunch of first ascents on the walls of the Auyantepui!
The lions circled our open car and I knew that they just needed to take a small leap to get me, no effort at all for their rippling pack of muscles.