think he made it, even.
roadside attraction. portugal.
Noble Canyon was the first “real” mountain bike ride I ever did. And by real I mean, I full-on climb with a long, crazy descent. The first few times my friend and I rode it, we weren’t strong enough to do the climb. So, we shuttled. It was the hugest thing when we finally did the whole ride, bottom to top to top to bottom. And when we learned to clear all the crazy rocky bits. My first time, I rode a steel hardtail with no suspension. I’m not sure I could even do that now. I suppose you never forget. Anyway, if you like playing dirt bikes and you’re ever in the neighborhood, ride this thing. It’s just so fun. Which, is how mountain biking should be.
while i was shooting bike racers, these dudes were getting shacked. can there be a new rule? if the bike racers are at the beach house, the surf must be flat. such a cruel tease.
funky, rusty pipe sticking out of the stone seawall at the beach.
Eventually, I will show up and put some words here. But I don’t really have any to spare at the moment. So I’ll just keep putting up pictures of stuff. Here’s some flowers.