Fuel the Journey. Frame the Adventure.
Each photograph in this collection is more than an image, it’s a story, a moment of raw beauty captured along the way. As I prepare to race 255 miles across Tanzania, these prints serve as both a reflection of past journeys and a push toward the next.
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Life is Beautiful – Reykjavik, Iceland | January 1, 2022
Captured just after midnight on New Year’s Eve in the heart of Reykjavik, Iceland, this image embodies the magic of fresh beginnings. I had spent the prior days exploring Iceland’s rugged south, witnessing glaciers, black sand beaches, and the untamed beauty of the Arctic winter. That night, I joined the crowd at Hallgrimskirkja, the city’s iconic church, as Reykjavik erupted into a breathtaking fireworks display.
The air was alive with celebration, laughter, music, and voices in countless languages, all united in a singular moment of joy. As I made my way back through the city’s glowing streets, I noticed this neon sign flickering in the reflection of a café window: Life is Beautiful. A perfect whisper from the universe, reminding me to pause and take it all in.
This image is more than a photograph, it’s a feeling. A reminder that beauty exists in the fleeting moments, in the spaces between, and in the stories we carry forward.
Midnight Glow – Jökulsárlón Glacier Lagoon, Iceland | July 3, 2023
At the edge of the Arctic, summer nights never truly darken. In the early hours of July 3, as the world slept, I stood in silence at Jökulsárlón Glacier Lagoon. The fog that had cloaked the ice began to lift, revealing a dreamlike scene, glaciers floating beneath a sky painted in hues of soft pink and lavender, illuminated by the midnight sun.
Visiting these vast, iconic landscapes at night offers a rare solitude. The usual crowds are absent, leaving only the quiet hum of nature, the gentle lapping of water against ice, the distant creaks of shifting glaciers, the soft whispers of the wind.
This image captures that fleeting stillness, where time seems suspended, and nature, in all its raw beauty, speaks in silence. A moment of pure Arctic magic.
Rainy Morning in Venice – January 17, 2024
Venice on a rainy morning is a world apart from its usual bustle. This image was taken at 8 AM, when the city was still waking, and the rain had scattered the usual crowds. Instead of the hum of tourists, there was only the rhythmic sound of raindrops hitting the canals, sending ripples through the water as moored boats bobbed in place.
Braving the cold and wet, I found moments of rare solitude in a place that is often overflowing with life. The rain softened the colors of the ancient facades, deepened the textures of weathered stone and wood, and cast a quiet melancholy over the scene. Venice, not as a postcard, but as it truly breathes when left to itself.
This image captures that fleeting stillness, a moment suspended between the past and present, between movement and reflection. A reminder that sometimes, the most beautiful experiences come not in the sunshine, but in the patience of the rain.
Racing the Sun – Tumon Bay, Guam | August 11, 2024
The evening light fades, and the ocean turns to glass. As I walked along the white sand of Tumon Bay, the warmth of the Pacific at my feet, I caught sight of a fleeting moment, two outrigger canoes slicing through the still water, paddlers locked in rhythm, racing the last light of day.
The horizon burned gold where the sun slipped through a break in the clouds, casting the racers in silhouette against a sky of fire and deepening blue. The world felt suspended, time held in the pull of the tide, the steady strokes of those who chase the water.
A reminder that some races are about more than just winning, they’re about the beauty of motion, the pursuit itself, and the quiet witness of those who pause to see it.
Seattle Gum Wall – October 12, 2021
Tucked in an alley near Pike Place Market, Seattle’s famous Gum Wall is a chaotic mosaic of color, texture, and time. What began as a simple act of rebellion became an evolving art piece. Layer upon layer of chewed-up history, pressed against the bricks.
On this particular evening, something about the vibrant randomness made me pause. The glossy sheen, the clash of colors, the absurdity of it all. It’s strange, it’s iconic, it’s undeniably Seattle.
Not much else to say, except… don’t eat the gum.
No Dig, No Ride – Austin, Texas | May 15, 2021
It’s a simple rule: if you want to ride, you’ve got to put in the work. Trails don’t build themselves. Hours of digging, shaping, and sculpting turn dirt into something rideable. At 9th Street in downtown Austin, that effort is a ritual, passed down through generations of riders.
This shot was taken during a bro’s trip, just me and three of my best friends, back on our little bikes, cruising the city, laughing like we were kids again. No expectations, just good times and a reminder of where it all started.
Because in BMX, like in life, you get out what you put in.
Fire in the Sky, Oregon | September 2, 2021
Wildfire season in Oregon paints the sky in eerie, unnatural hues. On the road back to Bend, the sun hung low, a burning ember softened by the smoke filled air. Framed by the trees, its reflection bled across the water, a quiet beauty born from destruction.
The scent of fire lingered, a reminder that the flames weren’t just in the sky. Some moments are haunting. Some are unforgettable. This was both.
The Last Light of Autumn, Canyon de Chelly | December 3, 2021
At sunrise, the desert holds its own kind of warmth. Standing at the edge of Canyon de Chelly, I looked down and saw a lone cottonwood, its golden leaves catching the morning light. The cold air bit at my skin, but the sight of it, rooted, glowing, alive, felt like a quiet fire against the earth.
The Apache saw the cottonwood as a symbol of the sun. That morning, I understood why.