Lights Out, Knives Out.

Good timber does not grow with ease. The stronger the wind, the stronger the trees.

6am, sunrise on a mojave raceway. Steam rising from the exhaust as the bikes warm in the crisp desert air. The smell of cheap coffee and leather as the asphalt slowly bakes. 

6am, sunrise on a mojave raceway. Steam rising from the exhaust as the bikes warm in the crisp desert air. The smell of cheap coffee and leather as the asphalt slowly bakes. 

Watched the ocean spill over the the coastal ranges into Malibu. Then watched my helmet tumble down the side of a mountain.

Watched the ocean spill over the the coastal ranges into Malibu. Then watched my helmet tumble down the side of a mountain.

♦ 1 month ago

Thousands of miles shared across endless asphalt stretches, in every weather imaginable, sometimes surrounded by sights unimaginable. My blood, sweat, and near-tears in you. Always there, patiently waiting for the next moment, whenever it may come. Thanks for getting us out of the trouble I put in, and never getting jealous when there’s one more on the back.

Thousands of miles shared across endless asphalt stretches, in every weather imaginable, sometimes surrounded by sights unimaginable. My blood, sweat, and near-tears in you. Always there, patiently waiting for the next moment, whenever it may come. Thanks for getting us out of the trouble I put in, and never getting jealous when there’s one more on the back.

Hanging on my front door. Says “COME ON IN”.

Hanging on my front door. Says “COME ON IN”.

♦ 7 months ago