Goats coming through. My dad’s work. My dad died in 1992. Among his few belongings, I found a little treasure. 9 rolls of negatives from his journeys in the late 50's. Unfortunately he never told me his travel stories, and I know no one who can tell me about his journeys and his traveling companions. But I have his photos, and they reveals many great stories about an eventful youth.
Foto: Henning Jensen 1932 – 1992