While traveling in the Himalayas one is never very far from flowing water; every valley has a river, even the smallest have their own personal streams. The sound of flowing water, be it the soft murmur of a brook, the conversational babble of a stream or the full-throated roar of a waterfall, is a constant companion.

Here the waters are young. They spend their youthful energies rushing down ecstatically from their snowy origins, paying little heed to the difficulties in their paths, before settling down to a lazy and content life in the plains.

These Himalayan rushing torrents fascinate me and I have strived, over the years, to capture their essence in images. Their wild youthful abandon, their never say died attitude, their optimism, their single minded pursuit of the goal, their herculean endeavor …

Limited edition, museum quality fine art prints of images from this gallery are available for sale.

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