I’ve been thinking about Patagonia an awful lot recently, and not just because it’s a damp, grey January… There is a little place inside my heart that has Patagonia in it.. I can feel a tug there every time I think about the place. In 2016 I feel as if I must deal with some unfinished riding business in Central Asia .. so I think that’s what I’ll do this year by way of a decent adventure… but once I’ve dealt with that niggle then.. I think it has to be Patagonia. Again. In the meantime I was browsing back over my images and came across a few that I didn’t publish at the time for whatever reason, so I’m putting that right now. I really like them and they sum up well what Patagonia means for me… empty, brooding, magnificent wilderness.