Good cold ride.

32 degrees.

Splitting lanes like I wish I could on my motorcycle.

Brought me back to life tonight.

Reminded me of loner late nights in Tokyo shooting photos.

I might need to build a bike this winter.....and I'm not talking another motorcycle.

Thanks Tim and Jason.

Bicycles.

Some of my earliest memories at the house my parents sold when I was 7 are of riding a white BMX bike off hand made jumps with my brother. 

 I have missed late night riding in Bloomington since I moved to Indy.

These last two weeks have rekindled that fire.  

Best view of the city?

Elephants never forget.