big ring cyclocross, a great (but windy) last Saturday.

happiness is e-ham getting 4th!

it's been really great to have time to get to all of Erik's races lately, I can't remember the last time that happened.

spent the better part of a saturday afternoon in Brighton at a lovely cyclocross race.

highlight reel:

i spent last saturday at the Boulder reservoir, and got to watch the fabulous Katie Compton school the entire field of the elite women's cyclocross race (as usual, she's a beast). plus, it was so great to go to such an awesome race and it was only ten minutes from our house! WIN!

can i just say.... i cannot believe i live in colorado.

in case anyone hadn't guessed, erik and i made a major life change.

erik got offered a job at university bikes and it was the reason we'd been waiting for to move out of indiana.

anyone that knows me will know... i love all things as they were; i might be the most nostalgic person you've EVER met. film will always trump digital for me, my grandma's christmas ornaments from the early 1900s are a few of my most cherished possessions, and the day my aunt gave me her old record player was the greatest ever.

this transition was harder for me than i ever thought possible, probably because of my severe nostaligism (i made that word up; i definitely have that condition). who would think that moving to a state where the sun shines for more than 300 days a year would cause me so much grief?

all i have to say is...

thank goodness for skype.

i've never had a real reason to use it before, but now i relish my little alycin skype date breakfasts and all the times i call kristen on skype and she's not fully dressed.

i'm just spreading out the love over the whole country now.

did up some photos for bikereg.com and passed them along to fred yesterday (that's this guy):


for the record, i really dislike watermarking photos and have avoided it as long as possible.
i can't avoid any longer! oh well. it was a good run.

this is the first sunday in....months? that i haven't been at a race. it feels weird.

yesterday, i became obsessed with emptying the storage unit i have had for more than a year. you would think i didn't need all the stuff in there if i haven't touched it in a year... but it was more of a space issue of combining 2 people's stuff together than not actually needing it.

i discovered that i had temporarily abandoned my mamiya 645 pro in there, all perfectly packaged and in it's own bag. with all 4 of those lenses settled in with it.

that camera. incredible. gifted to me by the also incredible tom galliher a few years ago. GIFTED TO ME. while i couldn't believe it was really being given to me at the time, it is, if possible, even more baffling now, knowing how much in love you can fall with a particular camera that does exactly what you want in certain circumstances. it is, of course, shocking on a financial level too, but less so (he's pro, i'm sure he's trading in and trading up fairly frequently. i don't know).

i feel the need to publicly thank him again for fostering my love of photography and for contributing to fostering whatever talent i have in my trigger finger... his selfless gift to me, someone he hardly knows, has never been forgotten or taken for granted.

rediscovering the mamiya has given me an obsession to return to film. so pardon me if waste a little extra money in the months to come... it is necessary for my sanity to cultivate whatever creativity and patience still reside in my brain.

i also decided upon development of the preposterous amount of rolls of film i have discovered upon (finally) unpacking boxes. this is the stash so far:


i also discovered that i have ABSOLUTELY NO 120mm take up reels. it's ridiculous because i used to have about a hundred at any given time. now i have none. i have been away from film too long, and that right there proves it.

This next week promises to be a little more relaxing than this past week was (overtime at work, much?), but i will be traveling to iceman in traverse city, michigan, to cheer on my wonderful father, who is my personal favorite cyclist that has ever lived. (and neff? if he goes... i'm thinking he usually does maybe).

j.pow... enough said.

this is all for now of the USGP in louisville this weekend....j-POW.



a genuinely nice guy who does genuinely amazing things on a bike.

UCI Cincy, Day 2

more from cincy... day 2. for some bizarre reason, i have more photos of the masters' race than the pro race. okay, well, that's not true. but it felt true when i was going through them all.

Messer & fred:


f.rose!


mr. webb, aka flowy locks:


father!!


i told you, she's just too wonderful to NOT take photos of:




daddio again:


fred!


messer


fred wins the award for most photos in this entry, i think:


i almost didn't see hubbel, that skinsuit is so blendy-inney:


pro race.
trebon:


jpow:


sweet.skinsuit:


wicks:


erik!


the bunny hopping begins:








knappster & sherer:




his face is always ALWAYS a pain face.




more and more coming.

UCI Cincy, Day 1

So I'm long overdue, it's been a crazy few weeks. AFTER the eggelston-kimpel wedding there was that little thing called the UCI3 weekend in Cincinnati. nbd. day 1 evidence:
fred:


DAD!


a shameless few photos of bella will sneak in here... i'm not even sorry, she's so cute.


sweet sunnys (like sweet sonne? only not as sweet):


kabush:


sherer!


wicknasty, pre-bloomingcross appearance.


knapp murdering himself:


ham!




j.pow, looking stellar:


knapp:


i think everyone agrees on this sentiment after the race:


more coming from days 2 & the little i have of day 3.

OVCX #2, Tour de Louisville. abbreviated photos.

kiel:


ren-jay's sweet ridin:
























































zee end.