While the town of Lunenburg is very picturesque it was the foggy harbour that captured my attention. Just as I'd dialed in the ideal camera settings I noticed the ancient galley approaching from stage left and knew I'd found my shot.

I waited years for these conditions in my favourite forest on Vancouver Island. I made countless fruitless visits with the hopes of encountering fog only for it to evaporate as I climbed the hill. On this day however, the conditions were perfect and I knew just the tree to make my vision come to life. Can you see the tortured souls trapped on the trunk?

It's not often that my plans work out perfectly but on this day they did. The sun dropped to the perfect low angle to creep into this canyon and ignite the spray from the waterfall behind my back. The camera and I were totally drenched but there was simply no other way to capture the moment. You know you're alive when you're standing directly under a cascade of cold mountain creak.

Bobcats are one of my favourite animals so I count this as one of the best days of my life. We shared a few minutes of this late winter afternoon while she hunted near a lake not too far from my house. I was able to get about 12ft from her to capture this photo and then left her to her duck stalking. I wonder if she caught her buffet.

Landscape photography often requires some questionable maneuvers on the edges of cliffs but this was a tight squeeze even for me. I picked my spot and stood uncomfortably for an hour while waiting for the light to reach it's peak. Just as my calves were going numb from the prolonged awkward stance, I finally managed to capture this lovely Nova Scotian sunset.

My very last shoot on Vancouver Island was one to remember. We enjoyed crashing Pacific waves, swooping cormorants and a lovely golden sunset before leaving the Island to find a new home on the other side of the continent.

These spectacular cliffs in Iceland actually had old trails to the edges of the cliffs but they were blocked off. I'm not one to shy away from a sketchy cliff edge but the chance of slipping on the mud was enough to ensure I did not jump the fence.

Just after sunrise the clouds began to take on this lovely texture almost emulating the turbulent waters below. I stood ankle deep on this small ledge and did my best to capture the enchanting colours and mesmerizing motion of this deceptively powerful river.

I'm very lucky to have a wife that is willing to spend date night on top of a mountain with the meagre comfort of a padded down jacket to get her through the coldest hours. We hiked up for sunset and stuck around for this sunrise just a few short hours later. Just us, the cliffs and some distrusting sheep.

I almost ended up wandering the misty highlands of Iceland for the rest of time on this misadventure. Not long after creating this image the fog crept in and I was caught in a total white-out with no clue where I'd parked the car. By pure luck I was led back to safety by a small group of sympathetic sheep that took pity on this clueless Yorkshireman.

Waterfalls inside canyons all have one thing in common, spray. There's no escape from the water particles flying through the air but I couldn't be happier feeling that cool spray on my face while the river chills my toes.

I reckon the toughness of ducks is underrated. These cute little quackers were frolicking in this glacial lake while I stood shivering in my multiple layers of insulation to capture this handheld shot.