Stillness returns as I retrace the path
Daily rhythms hold at workday close.
Spirit wind is a constant companion.
Even when the leaves are idle,
The breathe of life is called forth
By the joy of movement.
Time is irrelevant, the sun moves
The mind to reflect on the day
As gravel stones sing a broken melody
And the horizon communicates purpose.
Machine, sacred ring of Black Elk's vision
Revealed in steel and sweat.
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Monday, July 28, 2014
Meeting strangers
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Pimp my ride
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Riding takes stress off me, takes worries away from me
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
My ride along one of the most beautiful Park Connector
Bringing both my Vert V8 and my B out for a ride. Probably the last time to ride with my Vert V8 before passing it to the next owner.

A Golden retriever who wanted to be in the frame
Realised that i have never taken a picture with my Vert
My new bike, probably my one n only
The beautiful sunset
Along barage
Waiting for the 9pm show
Kids love the backlight!

A Golden retriever who wanted to be in the frame
Realised that i have never taken a picture with my Vert
My new bike, probably my one n only
The beautiful sunset
Along barage
Waiting for the 9pm show
Kids love the backlight!
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