A magical fragment of time
More than ever now a camera is a tool to me, just a box with a hole in the front and the mind that looks through it is what really matters. But photography is still my […]
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The oldest crit in the west (or, how I re-learned to stop worrying and love the prime lens).
Sunday is becoming adventure day. To quote Harry Dean Stanton, ‘Together they turned everything into a kind of adventure and she liked that. Just an ordinary trip down to the grocery store was full of adventure’, […]
Read MoreA special little corner of a big dirty wonderful city.
I like London. For me it’s maybe the best thing about the UK. I was born there. Grew up there. Left and went back and worked there. Left again and now, occasionally visit there. When […]
Read MoreShoots Moots.
Three days living in oxygen sealed trade expo domes done. Point Land Rover toward Alps, press go. Exchange the Truman show for the Sound of Music. Roads narrow, wind and steepen. Vistas get better and better. Each […]
Read MoreMoots.
“We’ve got a viewing platform out back, it’s 10ft. You know 10ft is all you need!” There’s an hint of thousand yard stare to this statement of incredulity at my ignorance toward the general height […]
Read MoreBlue sky, green grass, orange olympians.
A morning ride and an evening ride every day. A week hanging out with the Wiggle Honda Women’s Pro Cycling Team. Blue skies and green and yellow fields lined up to welcome our international guests for the […]
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