At some point halfway between Georgetown and my home in Villa I realized almost all of my worldly belongings: my camera, lenses and my bike were all here in one place moving about 30 miles an hour. Needless to say I cautiously twisted and turned my way up for today's mission, taking photos of bikers.
With my heavy laden gear and equipment I had to take a few breaks, because I didn't pack properly in haste. This error would manifest itself as a numbness in my left arm. Which is exactly what you want when riding a bike on sandy Vincy roads.
The ride up at sunset was beautiful. Mountains would aim the sun's rays at the little towns which would form some moody lighting in the streets.
'Them boys always late' said one of the bikers I met on the way up. Sitting on the side of the road I shot this image of a young boy riding his bike, I was laughing at the scene just as he was, appreciating the practice of what was to come. Afterwards when I got home, I began to really appreciate this image and it funnily became my favorite for the day.
The bikers mostly arrived in together, and they were moving fast. I had to forget my full gear up process just to keep up with them, my camera slung off my shoulder racing through the streets of G town, jumping on and off my bike.
The bikers arrived at the their rendezvous, a football game which they ritiualistically ride out too each Sunday in different locations. The scene was packed with bike enthusiast, football fans and just people for the atmosphere.
There were about 15 bikes in total for the ride. from Sport to Enduro/Dual Sport. Most of these bikes have been truly put through their paces, and still manage to get their riders where they are going. Each one of us took a look at one another's bikes, appreciating the diversity of bikes among the group.
After the game, the group decided to head towards the Dry River bridge to show some style.
After this scene they decided to head to Sandy Bay, where I left the group and head back home. On the way back I again had to make a stop due to the weight I was carrying, but this gave me an opportunity to pickup my favorite carrot popsicles from the gas station on the way.
A successful and fun day for my first time riding with my gear to photograph other bikers. A lot learned from this experience, which will surely matter more when I get the chance to do something similar again.
Big thanks to the fellas for the show, until next time.