Monday, November 28, 2011


So I have made a few interesting transitions on the past month or so and this picture illustrates it.  The boys at QBP and Surly Bikes have conspired to get me riding a Fat bike.  To be honest it was time.  Not only have I been watching the sport evolve over the past 7 years or so, I have also been starting to get a lot of questions from land managers as to how the "snow bikes" should be managed.  A few have even started to think about grooming trails specifically for Snow bikes.  That said, I have needed to learn what is up.

This is the kind of learning I love and I have to say it has opened up some new ideas and possible routes I cant wait to try once things freeze solid.

The other big learning transition in this photo is the use of off camera flash and speedlights.  I have been tinkering endlessly with some cheap Cactus V5 wireless remotes and both my cameras.  It has been interesting, I am just starting to get moderate results but I can see that there will be a time when there is always a remote/speedlight set up in the pack.  The Cactus V5's are also reversible with a cable so you can use them as a Camera remote and that is allowing me to actually take photos of myself riding.  I see a lot of riders who are also photographers shooting the classic, lonely and a lot of times uninteresting shots of  their bikes leaning against the ground a railing etc.  Sometimes those shots are all that you have time for, or you can pull off, but in reality they are a record of events and often times not technically composed and or orchestrated shots.  I can see why!  Shooting photo's of yourself takes a ton of time, and at least for me, so far, does not produce that great of shots either.  However, by constantly tinkering with the remote flash, remote trigger, I can see where shots that I am actually setting up and executing with other riders will start to become much, much higher quality...

Tuesday, November 08, 2011

My life as a Tree Jockey: Deer season 2011

Well the first weekend of the 2011 Deer season is in the books.  For me it was a wildly windy and cold endeavor.  I strapped my climbing stand 25 feet up a giant Red Pine and rode out the gale like Bubba the shrimper on Forest Gump.  When I returned home at night I could myself swaying like the tree.  I saw my fair share of deer, but the big guy stayed away and thus I am wed to more hunting...hmm what a shame...
Tall trees, tall tales
4T's Deer Camp Game Feed (crock pots and channel locks)
More than a garage....
A memorial to a hunter and a friend