Category Archives: Rides

Recent rides and the thoughts that ramble through my mind along the way.

A Coastal Vantage Point

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There’s an ache in the side and a kink in the neck, a twinge in the knee and a soreness that won’t escape me. My body feels decrepit, my mind strung out on a million different to-do lists. Physically I feel well past beat and … Read More

Somewhere along CA-41

Serenity Rises

A blue blacktop of never-ending daylight screams across the horizon line as the machine’s pulse rises and falls in an endless cycle of movement. Rubber rips. Throttle cables advance. Gears roll on. The engine rumbles. Planted, the machine echos through out the valley floor. I … Read More

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Hills

…And it’s banging… Corner by corner, turn by turn, the bend of the asphalt and the rise of the road. The way your heartbeat races. That feeling of floating. The movement in the sky. The movement among the lines as you glide from edge to … Read More

Ducati S2R 1000 Monster, California Central Coast, CA 41, CA 46

Crashing Waves

The Raptor lifts. It’s claws out. And it’s eyes down. Always on the hunt. Forever moving with the landscape and rising above the trees. Rising above the noise. The wind whips. The clouds separate. And then they focus tiny tunnels of light on slimmer pieces … Read More

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Macro Tests

Canon EF 50mm f/2.5 CompactMacro Flickr gallery after the jump…

March Motorcycle Camera Test

March Motorcycle Camera Test Footage

Some recent test footage shot on a Canon T2i with a 35mm f/2 & a Go Pro HD action camera…

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Tick Tock

I’m standing on the edge and staring out at an endless possibility. The grandeur of one more endless daybreak. A vista that encompasses the sea and yet stands apart from it. It’s taken me such a long time to realize that ‘image really is everything’ … Read More

CA-41

The Sweep of the Soil

There’s a sweep to the soil as it rises. Hills, that evolve from small specks of dirt, raise their hands upwards towards the sky. Grasping for the heavens they can not reach but will strive for nonetheless. In leaps and bounds and with a primeval … Read More

On the Coast

When a Day Decides

The coffee is warm as I watch the waves come crashing. Sunlight hunts and pecks its way forward. Drizzles rays in-between the hallucinogenic stratosphere and wraps its very hands around the beginnings of yet another day. A newspaper rests between the thumb and forefinger, as … Read More

CA Route G14

Kinda like Kanan… but Better

Every so often you think to yourself there’s a moment here. A moment you can really believe in. A corner to grind. A curve to conquer. A straight away to blast down at top speed. It’s a thought that seems so true that it shoots … Read More

Calmness

Stolen Calmness

The canyon is brisk and the roadway is brittle. The surface rash with the indecision of our forefathers and a thousand decisions we never made but still answer to. In the distance a legendary cloud cover lingers — Like the sheet a child might pull … Read More

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On the Edge of the World

From writers block to riding the edge of the world, what a magnificent weekend. What a magnificent moment. ‘Channel this, channel this,” he says… I’ve spent the last three days riding and becoming one with the machine and evoking the best of whatever it is … Read More

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The Land That Was

The land that was & the year that passed… Quite a ride… Till Next Year, D

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Chasing What Remains

It is an acerbic expressway, hardened by time and fluid to the touch, yet built through the prism of a window to another era. Egalitarian in construction, its rambling mass flows from one hillside-avenue to another, clasping hands with the countryside as it sways from … Read More

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Vista Advancement

Gears are grinding as the pistons churn and the machine envelops yet another twenty-four hour news cycle. Another day that should be marked on a calendar and recalled many, many moons from now, when I’m old and gray and feeling frail, perhaps wondering where my … Read More

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Rippling Asphalt

The tarmac is somewhere between damp and desperate as she dances away. Instinctively I start to fight it, maybe even fear it, but she doesn’t care. She doesn’t need me. She’s all grown up. Free. Able to feel and emote and move. Blipping the throttle, … Read More

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Chewing the Malt

The sun is diving down from beneath the stratus as I stand on the edge of eternity. In mere seconds a very blue day has become a very orange one. Life is now brilliant. And bright. And gold… And incredibly horizontal. The water cutting such … Read More

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Cambria Clouds

The cloud cover hovers over the edge of the known world. Lonely lines intersecting as they unfold in big billows of damp whiteness. A cool chill runs across the face. You feel the warmth evaporate. You see it disappear. You wonder to yourself if you … Read More

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Why Canyons?

The beer is bitter but exactly what I need. As the last sip settles, I place the half-empty glass back on the table. Notice the small dots of perspiration that have built up around the base. The sweet from a hard days work. Slowly she … Read More

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Choice

The road flat out flies as the asphalt fades into the distance. To the left stands a evocative valley. To the right a constantly evolving mountain. And ahead a piece of simple, basic, brilliant tarmac that’s straddling the intersection of the two. The intersection of … Read More