I learned to be a hot-air balloon pilot to take tourists over the Masai Mara Reserve in order to earn some money and finance the work I was doing with my wife, Anne. We were studying the life of a family of lions for more than two years. Taking pictures was a way to capture information we could not put in words.
There is something very utopian about what I do. But utopia is nothing more than a truth that the world is not yet ready to hear.
After Hurricane Katrina, over New Orleans, my helicopter crashed and the pilot and I were only saved because we fell on the roof of a flooded house that absorbed the shock. When the helicopter was spiraling downward out of control, I didn't expect to survive at all.
To have success in your professional life is not so hard. To succeed as a man is more difficult.
No one is an environmentalist by birth. It is only your path, your life, your travels that awaken you.