#92 The Kind of Morning You Don’t Forget

92 Perfect Morning MTB Ride

I think out of all the years I’ve gone out for early morning MTB rides, this was the best morning ever.  

You know that feeling when everything just clicks? Your bike’s running smooth, the temperature’s perfect, you’re dressed just right for the weather.  

You’re in that zone… perfectly centered, free, thinking to yourself…  

“Damn… this might be the best morning ever.”  

That was the day.  

And the bonus?  

I had my camera with me.  

I was taking shots, soaking it all in, not wanting the morning to end.  

Snapped this one just after Puth village… and honestly, I couldn’t get enough of that moment.  

Perfect morning.  

Perfect light.  

Perfect peace.  

Sometimes that’s all you need.

#75 Seven shots. One scene. A minute from home…

75 Lightroom Panorama - Seven Shots

Found this old sequence of seven shots sitting on my hard drive. Stitched them together… and damn, it hit me again. This was autumn full of crazy deep reds. 

We shot this about a minute from home. I told my girlfriend to stand in the shot with her mountain bike… just to show how massive this scene really was.

It’s wild how you can pass the same spot a hundred times and never really appreciate it until one day, you do… and it knocks the wind out of you.

#34 MTB Maintanence

MTB Maintanence

Spent the morning giving my bike some love… wiped off the mud, swapped the chain, tightened what rattled loose on the trails. 

There’s something about clean gear, smooth spin that doesn’t rattle and makes you want to hit the trail again. 

#33 Two Ducks And A Mountain Bike

2 Ducks And A Mountain Bike

I stopped by the lake this morning. Two ducks were gliding across the water, calm as hell. 

The sunrise turned everything gold, and they just floated… no stress, no noise, no hurry.

I stood there, breath showing in the cold, knowing I would soon be stuck at work, listening to someone tell me what to do. And all I could think was… out here, life is still and beautiful. And most of us are too busy to even see it.