I recently had one of my all-time best days of shooting. And of course, I was alone. I endured freezing rain, massive, powerful gusts of wind and shivered until the night turned to light. If this sounds torturous… well, that’s because to some degree it was. But at the same time it was invigorating, it was exciting and when the darkest midnight hues warmed to light, baby blue, it can be more than worth it.
Chasing light on bikes in Moab
When sitting on top of a line and the light is fading, I, the man with the camera, who also loves to shred, is faced with a dilemma: Let go of the artist’s eye and just let gravity take hold or ask to go first, post up on a cool corner and try to capture my buddies blasting through the best section of trail.
Canyonlands: The Maze to the Dollhouse
Now before I get into the nitty-gritty, and I truly mean nitty-gritty, I must preface that I have been 4-wheel driving my whole life. I remember hanging onto the “Oh-shit” …
More Moab biking: Gemini Bridges and Amasa Back
Nothing like an impromptu Moab biking trip! And the best (worst) part about the whole trip is it all started with Instagram. I saw a picture of my buddy Spencer …