We’ve been wanting to ride the track before summer ended and the fall season starts. Here’s a few frames from Kissena Velodrome.
I enjoy portrait, lifestyle, adventure and action sport photography. Though during my trip I was able to focus a lot on the landscape. Here’s a collection of twelve of my favorite images from the road.
Great day to ride in the Rocky Mountains
Red rock in Utah
Miles of Dirt road in Kansas
Sunrise in Kentucky
Never ending road in Kansas
This dirt devil in Utah crossed the road half a mile in front of me.
Terry was awesome! He sat to chat for a while sharing roadside stories.
U.S. 50 Nevada
Calm before the storm in Missouri
Ken descending a pass in the Rocky Moutains
The light emanated through my tent that morning casting a shadow of the branches from the tree that was above camp. We had breakfast at the park table and back on the saddle. The idea was tossed around the night before to ride into Placerville, CA. Descending Carson Pass will bring us right in there so we weren’t worried about the 75 miles ahead. We left Carson City, NV with a peak of the Sierra’s in sight. They were stark and Continue Reading →
Pulled together these clips before my official California post, check it out…
Just over the mountains was Nevada, another layer among the others in the desert. Riding on U.S. 50 was everything I envisioned. The long roads that seemed forever, riding shirtless when you catch a breeze, starting early to get a cool ride right before the birds wake, riding at night with an entirely different experience. It gave us everything we wanted including the cold chill on the fingertips. It sometimes seemed like we were racing to get to California but didn’t want it to end.
While editing for the Nevada post I managed to pull a quick video together. Check it out!
The ninety degree weather Utah presents to you during the day with it’s desert terrain is just a bit of what my perception was upon riding the first few days. The fleeting transitions of the landscape began to develop while traversing Continue Reading →
When I think about Colorado The Rocky Mountains is the first that comes to mind. I remember flying over them via airplane several times and seeing them as I looked out the window. The problem was I could only see snow and bits and pieces of them as the clouds blanketed the massive rock. Continue Reading →
Miles and miles of open road, pedaling through the wind daily that can sometimes work with or against you, multiple variations of weather, feed farms with their unpleasant smell and eighteen wheelers throwing gravel at your shins from the road as they pass by only sums up part of my experience riding through Kansas. Continue Reading →