Photo above: From a personal perspective I could stand and photograph surfers all day long. I’m in Australia at the
It’s been a while since I shot a roll of film on my Leica. It was browsing through the wonderful book of photographs of travels throughout Asia in the 1990s (and 1980s?) called Asia Grace by Kevin Kelly and John Sypal’s Zuisha (随写) that did it.
Stand pretty much anywhere in Nagoya with an elevated view and look northeast. You’ll see a small mountain range slowly being eaten away by a quarry.
Some days I don’t want to think at all, I just want to ride my bike through ancient Japanese villages or the English countryside, the next to be alone in India with an old film camera and a few rolls of film or waking up on a mountain with a full day of hiking and adventure ahead of me.
On January 31st the U.K. left the E.U. and it has made me sad, ashamed, and angry.
When you think of big Japanese cities I doubt that mountain biking comes to mind. But if you know where to look even in the major urban sprawls you’ll be able to find potential trails.
I won’t pretend to know what I’m talking about when writing about the Kumano Kodo (熊野古道) so I’ll keep this
I began to understand that if I wished to continue chasing adventure, then just repeating the same types of expedition