To look back on a year’s work, I quickly realize how little that phrase really means in the beautiful chaos of my life. Its 2013, and I’m writing about 2012, in which many photos were shot in 2011. When the calendar flips over we look to milestone accomplishments for the highs, and lows. However, the milestones often tell a lot about the time surrounding it, not only of the adventure or accomplishment itself.
This idea rings true specifically for one story of the 2012 publishing season. A solo trip to Tenquille Lake Hut, an adventure, self written, self ridden, and documented by self portrait photography. I undertook the trip in the fall of 2011, with just the right mix of preparation, ignorance, energy, and fortitude. A quest for solitude and introspective time in the mountains with two of my constant companions: bikes and cameras. The story spells out the process of my trip, but looking back the trip seems forecast a thirst for exploring the world of mountain biking outside of bike parks.
The story found itself among the pages of the UK’s magazine SingleTrack.
In 2012 Whistler based writer Seb Kemp asked me to work with him on a project with Dirt UK that documents the rich underbelly of the riding scenes in Pemberton, Kamloops, and Whistler. The stories tore me away from the sugar coated candy of bike park mountain biking, and placed me on pedals exploring my adopted home of British Columbia
The winter of 2011-2012 was a wildly different year from the one which preceded it. I previously lived part time in a minivan, exploring Revelstoke and Whistler. In this past year I’ve had the supreme luxury of a shower and warm bed to call home. Its a welcome change from the life of peanut butter jam sandwiches for three meals a day in a van.