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All Hallow’s Eve Cyclocross Racing

It’s been a while since I had been to a ‘cross race. Maybe even a few years. And it had been just as long since I stood in a considerable, torrential downpour for hours on end. The Surf City Cyclocross All Hallow’s Eve event was my reintroduction to the world of cyclocross racing and my introduction to monsoon season in California.
Huge props to the Santa Cruz Factory Team for racing fast and keeping things positive in spite of the conditions.

A cyclocross rider in a bright MASH kit runs up a muddy hill at the Surf City Cyclocross.
A rider in a custom MASH kit and Santa Cruz Stigmata lighting up a dark day.
A large pool of rainwater on the side of the All Hallow's Eve course
It rained. Hard.
A black and white photo of two bike racers at the Surf City Cyclocross event in Aptos, California.
Justin Robinson chasing the leader on the last lap. Justin eventually took first for Santa Cruz Factory Racing.

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California Dreamin’

A palm tree seen from the deck of our hotel.

A highway structure as seen from the road in California.

An orange tree outside the deck of our hotel.

The trestles of a bridge on the highway in California.

A license plate on a classic car parked in California, the plate reads 'Bad Bow.'

|| I shot this series of photos from the passenger seat of my girlfriend’s car. California isn’t my favorite place in the world, but we were in town for a wedding so I did my best to seize the moment. The wedding was perfect and the day after we visited Point Reyes lighthouse. Anyone in the area of Point Reyes should visit; I highly recommend it. ||

Truck to Truckee

|| Snow-covered peaks as seen from the highway crossing through Nevada. I was returning from shooting photos for the High Fives Foundation at their Trains even in Lake Tahoe, California when I shot this using my point-and-shoot digital camera. Solo road trips offer lots of time for thought, music, and taking in the scenery. Although there isn’t usually much to see once you hit the desert, sometime you’re afforded a view that you can’t ignore … in front of your or behind you. ||