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After a couple years of pandemic delays and rescheduling we finally had the opportunity to celebrate these two in Qualicum Beach this fall. It was definitely worth the wait.
For as long as I’ve been shooting bikes, I’ve been shooting bikes with Darren. Going way back to the mid to late 90’s when I was shooting with a borrowed Olympus point and shoot at a set of dirt jumps tucked in behind a local golf course. While ‘normal’ folks were across a small irrigation ditch working on their handicaps, we were on the other side, near the tracks, stacking shovel loads of dirt into jumps and curating our own hook and slice of paradise
For those of you who don’t know my older brother Rich he’s super cool, I look up to him a lot and ever since I can remember he’s been passionate about restoring old cars. Like; super cool, fast as fuck, really old cars
What a year it’s been in local real estate. As always we’ve been busy busy at the lab, something that in our current market I can attest to nothing more than our constant and at times all encompassing grind.
November 9th marked the first of what will hopefully be a long standing annual tradition; their art auction and punk show. All of the art was donated and it was astounding how many local artists, businesses and residents poured their hearts Into making this event the success that it was
Hudson is still pretty unsure of the fish themselves but he sure loves going out ‘fissin’. For reasons unknown he really likes to ask the fish to bite him followed immediately by him putting a finger right near or into the fishes mouth.
In Qualicum Beach we’re always looking for good coffee and lunch spots. So when I heard that one of the local coffee shops had new owners and was on the mend from a disastrous year-long stint under less than passionate management, I was ecstatic.
Early this year the town of Qualicum Beach put out a call for bids on their long standing waterfront staple; The Beach Hut. Whispers were running wild around town with the news that we’d be getting a new, updated take on this local classic
In the spring of 2018 I got the call of a lifetime. A request to combine basically most of my favourite things; fly fishing, photography, and travel. My friends at Kasba lake Lodge invited me up to create the new media for their marketing campaigns. I was elated…and then I was injured.
One side of my in-laws lives in Nanaimo, BC not too far down the highway from home. The other side lives in a sleepy little town called Alexander, Manitoba; very far from home…I repeat…VERY FAR FROM HOME.
The CrossFit Open is easily one of the coolest event formats in all of sports. In lames terms - which is really as far as my expertise on the subject extend - it would allow anyone, from anywhere, who can complete the workouts on a professional level to funnel themselves from any corner of the globe, right to the Annual CrossFit Games, the sport of fitness’ very own super bowl.
When my Dad mentioned last fall that he was driving from Vancouver Island up to Northern BC to see my younger brother and fish a little, I did what any good and very annoying human would do - offered to break up a pleasant, silent, relaxing drive by inserting myself into the trip… And boy am I happy that I did.
The general way it goes when Darren and I work together is: I use my expertise to compose a photo I know will be great, Claw (Darren) then comes over to my angle, holds his hands up in front of himself as to make a makeshift photo frame, ponders for a second and then tells me to move. I then tell Claw to get lost, we argue back and forth, and sometimes I move, sometimes I stay, it’s a crap shoot! (See what I did there?)
I had met Matt before but only once; we crossed paths at Woodward West in Tehachapi, California a number of years ago. I was there on a winter respite photo trip with some friends and he was there living off of ramen noodle and sweeping floors to earn his riding time.