Rapid Escape

Horseshoe Bay > Earls Cove > Saltery Bay > Powell River > Comox > Nanaimo > Horseshoe Bay. 24 hours, 4 ferries, 245km and 11 hours 48 minutes of cycling, 2 burritos, 2 coffees, 2 Mars bars, 1 bag of gummies, 1 Coca-Cola, 8 litres of water and one body of water (Strait Of Georgia)…

TRANS(formative) PROVENCE

It wasn’t just when Sven Martin needed a helivac after bending (and snapping) his forearm around a tree. It wasn’t just carrying Jon Cancellier the last hundred meters to the finish line of the last stage after he had broke his foot. (Which was also the same day as the above happened. #carnage) It wasn’t…

ESKAPEE – Negative Escapism

  Eskapee.com might be one of the best things to happen to the universe of digital bicycling content in a while (‘a while’ referring to at about a year or so because things happen so fast on the internet). It’s an incredible outlet who’s purpose “is to tell the real mountain bike story. Stories we hope…

Zummerzet

This place isn’t an artisanal cidery with faux rustic charm, this is a working farm and there is absolutely zero airs and graces gone into it. It’s rugged, raw and bloody delicious. the photos I shot aren’t of the most bucolic parts of the barn, in fact, it’s impossible to really show how perfectly unrefined this place is.

Hagley Gap

  Winding seal, unfeasible hill; Dirt and rock, for my luck I knock. Roofs corrugated, walls brightly decorated; Unfinished stories, hopes of wealth and glory. Honest buildings gaily painted, it’s patrons long time acquainted; Minor doorway barely there, within shelves stocked with wares. Mans face oil creased, leans on wall firewater greased; Hub of the…

Marcelo’s Cock / The Rooster Of Marcelo

A short story about good intentions, bad worms and unforeseen consequences Wayne Reid felt so pleased with himself that he vowed to leave his apartment for the first time in days. He would put on a clean T-shirt (or at least salvage a used one from the laundry bin), attempt to run a comb through…