Benjamin van der Spek Photography
Crashed
I felt as if I had crash landed on another world. The polar winds howled through the wreckage of the craft, hurling up the pitch black sand rattling against the fuselage. The aurora created flashes of light high above. Its streaks of green and purple added to the eery atmosphere.
It was the dead of night. I was tired and alone. Trusting on my equipment to keep me safe, I carefully explored my surroundings.
Follow me on my adventures around the world(s).
Crashed
I felt as if I had crash landed on another world. The polar winds howled through the wreckage of the craft, hurling up the pitch black sand rattling against the fuselage. The aurora created flashes of light high above. Its streaks of green and purple added to the eery atmosphere.
It was the dead of night. I was tired and alone. Trusting on my equipment to keep me safe, I carefully explored my surroundings.
Follow me on my adventures around the world(s).