Heidi and I had a rather fabulous time in Las Vegas a couple of weeks ago.
Brought a few photos and winnings home with us. Everything else stayed in Vegas.
The other day I was reminded of the good old days when I would post all of those uncomfortable moments when I crashed on my bike. You know, for fun. Well I managed to squeeze a little something into my ride with Tony and Evan (who also just happened to have his POV video cam rolling). From the video it looks like I just fell over. I didn't. My handlebars twisted clear around so that I could precariously fall on them chest first as I pitched into a pile of rocks and logs (which my knees so carefully found). This crash left me two knees down, a nasty chest wound, and a very bent front brake lever.
Testing Kodak's newest color negative film, Ektar 100. To be honest, the boys were so wound-up that day I thought I had basically wasted a bunch of money. Apologies for the video resolution. I may post some of my favorites individually - which will eliminate some of the nasty pixelation seen in the video. Try clicking HQ for better quality and make sure audio is rolling loudly.
Sincere apologies to Andrew Bird for cutting his song... Bronica SQ-A | Zenza Bronica 150mm/f3.5
Still editing some photos from La Push and I couldn't shake the feeling that I had seen this scene before. Sure enough - last year. So, here are Marcus and Ian... again. Same beach. Same place on the beach (give or take a few meters). Same habit (Marcus) or phobia (Ian) of collecting things.
Uncanny.
Apparently my life is just a series of repeats. It could be a scene from La Jetee.
Although, if we are supposed to meet at an airport to observe my own death you'll have to pardon me if I opt out.