Picture: Looking for Abalone on the Plateau of Tibet. July, 2003
Office: EBU II, Room 265
Albert Yu-Min Lin
attained his Bachelors degree in Mechanical Engineering and Masters in Material Science at the
University of California, San Diego. He is currently
working on his Doctorate Degree. His research is in the area of
of nanostructured composites, with a focus in the biomimetics and
mechanical properties of natural materials. His hobbies include
surfing, traveling, hiking, and photography.
All Photos by Albert Lin (all
rights reserved, for information contact email@example.com)
Grazing on the roof of the world - Tibet July, 2003
toward the Nam La Pass in the Everest region I could feel the effects
harsh but unbelievably beautiful environment ripping into my body,
killing with every step. The blood from
my torn throat rose into my mouth leaving a salty, smooth taste, which
painful left me with a strange feeling of comfort.
It assured me that I was in fact alive and that
my body was carrying me through this incredible land.
When the pounding in my head from the lack of
oxygen to my brain was getting unbearable we stopped for a moment only
the most beautiful image in my memory. A
brilliant white horse was grazing through a river carved valley as the
covered mountains rose up in huge shadows around the magnificent beast. Red rocks rambled under the bubbling torrents
of a small glacier creak which snaked through the meadow.
In that moment I knew I was witnessing
perfection. Overwhelmed by the
spirituality of the moment we could no longer push forward, we would
for the night and continue in the morning.
Slowly the setting sun gave way to the emerging night as the
began to peek through the depths of the dark blue sky. The
night grew cold with crisp dry air as
clouds drifted over neighboring mountains only to dissipate as the land
out from under the rising dark masses.
Laying there in my down filled sleeping bag I watch as the
moon crept across the sky illuminating the world it encircled. When my eyes closed I could feel the
pounding in my head grow stronger from, it was the beginning signs of
sickness. I slowly fell asleep to the
imprinted image of the horse in the meadow roaming and grazing through
valleys of my mind. The next morning we
Debating Monks - Tibet July, 2003
Picking Flowers for Tea - Dingri, Tibet July, 2003
the endless fields of flowing yellow flowers to the razor tipped edges
of the highest
mountains in the world