#160 Three Weeks With the Fiido Titan

160 Three Weeks With the Fiido Titan

A few weeks ago I bought a new bike.

The Fiido Titan Adventure Bike.

And I had no idea how much it would change my mornings.

Over the last three weeks I’ve found myself waking up before five, excited like a little kid… packing my coffee gear, camera and heading out exploring.

Those early rides have become something I absolutelly look forward to.

There’s something special about cycling through empty streets while the sky slowly changes colour. 

The villages are silent. 

The roads are almost empty. 

Birds are waking up. 

A light layer of mist hangs above the fields. (Photo coming up soon)

It feels great…

Photography has always given me a reason to wander.

But with the Fiido Titan, it simply lets me wander farther.

And of course… easier.

To say I’m having fun on this thing would be an understatment.

I stop whenever something catches my eye.

A lonely tree standing in the morning fog.

I grab a quick shot…

Beautiful light spilling across a field. 

BOOM… few other shots.

Morning fog defusing the sunrise.

The camera shutter is on FIRE!

A quiet bench that’s somehow perfect for making coffee.

And I’m sitting there, chilling, sipping coffee and thinking about nothing.

And like that… I come home with bunch of great photos and clear head. 

That’s when it really hit me.

This bike just became part of my creative process.

It gets me outside.

It helps me slow down and enjoy what I’m doing.

More…

I’ve owned plenty of bikes over the years.

BMX bikes when I was a kid.

Road bikes.

Mountain bikes.

Every one of them was fun in its own way.

But this is the first bike that makes me think about tomorrow’s adventure before today’s ride has even finished.

Every time I park it…

I’m already wondering where the next sunrise will take me.

Let’s go…

#159 I Didn’t Plan To Stop Here…

159 I Didn't Plan To Stop Here

This morning started with no destination.

Just a full battery on the bike.

A camera clicked onto my camera bag…

And enough coffee to convince myself I knew where I was going.

I didn’t.

About an hour later I found myself standing on a tiny road I’ve probably cycled past twenty times before.

Except today the light was different.

Soft.

Quiet. (well… mornings are almost always quiet)

I stayed there longer than I expected.

Didn’t rush.

Didn’t think about social media.

Didn’t wonder whether the photo would be good or not.

I just stood there and watched the Sun lurking up.

It’s funny.

The photographs people connect with the most are almost never the ones I spent weeks planning.

They’re the ones I almost missed because I decided to slow down.

I think life works the same way.

We’re all sprinting toward the next milestone while the best moments are sitting quietly on some forgotten side road waiting for us to notice them.

That’s one of the reasons I keep taking these rides.

They’re less about photography now.

Photography is simply the excuse.

The real reward is coming home feeling like I actually lived the morning instead of consuming it.

Anyway…

I made few shots there that I’m genuinely excited about.

It’ll probably end up as part of a story-driven collection I’ve been quietly putting together.

Because some places deserve more than disappearing beneath tomorrow’s endless scroll.

Thanks for coming along on these little adventures with me.

It means more than you probably realize.

One question…

When was the last time you slowed down long enough for something unexpected to find you?

#158 St. Peter’s Church and the Basilica of Our Lady of the Sacred Heart At Sunrise

St. Peters Church Sittard

One of my first photos after getting an apartment in Sittard.

This used to be my view from the window, and to this day I think it was one of the best views of St. Peter’s Church and the Basilica of Our Lady of the Sacred Heart I could have wished for.

I photographed it at every time of day.

Wide-angle lenses.

Zoom lenses.

Different cameras.

Before the storms.

After the storms.

Timelapses.

Videos.

I came back to this view more times than I can count.

And every single time, it looked different.

That’s when I realised it wasn’t the church that kept changing.

It was me.

Life has a funny way of doing that.

You think you’re photographing a place, but years later you realise you were photographing a version of yourself.

The one who had just moved into a new apartment.

The one trying to figure things out.

The one dreaming about what came next.

The building is still there.

The sunrise still happens.

But that chapter of my life is gone.

I’m glad I pointed my camera at it.

Because memories fade.

Photographs don’t.

#157 After Storm Sky in French Alps 

157 Dramatic Sky in French Alps

While driving over one of the mountain passes in the French Alps, we got caught in an incredible storm.

Luckily, it only lasted a few minutes.

It was one of those intense mountain downpours that make you wonder if it’ll ever stop.

A few minutes later it was over.

The clouds opened up, the peaks came back into view, and the light was unbelievable.

This is one of the photos after the storm.

#156 You almost don’t have a choice…

#156 You almost don't have a choice...

You get almost forced into photography when you’re in Český Krumlov.
Seriously.

You walk around one corner… there’s another photo.

Cross the bridge… another shot.

Look up… another one.

It feels like the whole town was designed by a photographer.

I remember walking around with my camera thinking, “This place is incredible.”

Twenty minutes later I was still saying the same thing.

I love places like this.

They get my creative juices flowing.

For me, Český Krumlov feels like walking through an open-air museum.

The architecture.

The light bouncing off old stone walls.

The reflections in the Vltava River.

The little streets that somehow look different every time you walk through them.

Most people simply walk through places.

I like to stop.

Take a photo.

Take it all in.

If you’d like to bring a little piece of that feeling into your own home, I’ve made a selection of my favorite photographs available as fine art prints.

Maybe one of them belongs on your wall.

Talk soon…

#153 Sunrise in Born

153 Sunrise in Born

I tried a vertical panorama this time.

Stacked 6 images vertically, and this is what came out of it. You won’t see all the details here because I had to resize the image, but on a big screen it really shines.

Anyway…

Enjoy Friday

152 Black And White Testing New Lightroom Preset

152 Black And White Testing New Lightroom Preset

Shot from the woods in Zavada, the Czech Republic

A few days ago I got my hands on some new black & white Lightroom presets, and I’ve been testing them ever since.

It’s interesting how a single click can turn a dull, uninspiring shot into something that actually works.

I really like the look and feel of these presets.

They’ve got a nice character to them.

Definitely see myself using them more in future edits.

Categories B&W

#148 On The Way To Limbricht

148 On The Way To Limbricht

Early morning just outside of Limbricht.

I took this photo to remember how good the morning felt.

One of those you know you’ll want to come back to later.

I rode my mountain bike into the nearby woods, set up a small camp, made a cup of fresh coffee, and just sat there for a bit.

Quiet.

Cold air.

Nothing else going on.

After that, I continued on to Born and took a few more photos around the dyke.

Just moving, stopping, and letting the morning unfold.

One of my favourite mornings.