I am all for curses and superstition, but there's a point at which they start getting in the way. That point had arrived.

Venture to a remote corner of a faraway land and, from the moment you get there, every person and every thing becomes an obstacle, designed to entrap you, to stop you proceeding on your way.

The inertia of a jungle village is a dangerous thing. Before you know it your whole life has slipped by and you are still waiting there.

Previous journeys in search of treasure have taught me that a zigzag strategy is the best way to get ahead.

There can be few situations more fearful than breaking down in darkness on the highway leading to Casablanca. I have rarely felt quite so vulnerable or alone.

Money spent on good-quality gear is always money well spent.