Gems

make life worth living.



go. find them.

I think that things like yesterday may be the reason why I am not meant to be a professional bike racer. oh well.





I'm not exactly sure what i'm looking for when i drop off the side of some road. maybe thats just it, maybe thats the whole attraction, those expanses of ponderosas and juniper bushes and pine needles. all that good stuff.



Every one needs a bit of lunacy and wandering to keep life exciting. I'll take mine hiking through the woods. with my bike. following the trails that aren't there, finding random bits of discarded and ironic human remains scattered about in strange and solitary places, phallic rock out croppings, and brilliant little cacti, thanks.

it really doesn't take long for me to start missing the desert.
when i leave, i always want to go back.
more so, right now, than i usually do.
sigh.

been poking around a bit more with the HDR stuff, its a finicky way to shoot, but i like the way the shots turn out, not necessarily as a photograph, but as a bit of life on its own terms. The bottom picture got a bit whacked when the tripod shifted, but I like the colors anyways