Grover Road, Hanover MI

May 26, 2019

Grover Road, Hanover MI

May 26, 2019

Luttenton Road, Concord MI

May 26, 2019

South Francisco Road, Grass Lake MI

August 31, 2018

Struthers Road, Grass Lake MI

August 31, 2018

South Francisco Road, Grass Lake MI

August 31, 2018

Lehman Road, Grass Lake MI

August 31, 2018

Lime Lake, Spring Arbor MI

August 30, 2018

Gates Road, Cement City MI

August 24, 2018

Harper Road, Cement City MI

August 24, 2018

Tuttle Road, Leslie MI

August 16, 2018

Baseline Road, Rives Junction MI

August 16, 2018

South Hull Road, Leslie MI

August 16, 2018

Hubbard Road, Concord MI

August 10, 2018

U Drive South, Homer MI

August 10, 2018

Brogan Road, Stockbridge MI

August 03, 2018

Milner Road, Stockbridge MI

August 03, 2018

Moechel Road, Stockbridge MI

August 03, 2018

Milner Road, Stockbridge MI

August 03, 2018

Heeney Road, Stockbridge MI

August 03, 2018

Motorcycle Mornings

Early to bed, early to ride!

A continuing series of early morning roadside photographs taken from the saddle of a 1976 R90/6 BMW motorcycle.

Beginning in 2018, one morning each week, from dawn until just after sunrise, Memorial Day weekend to Labor Day weekend. Rural landscape photographs of and around Jackson County MI. All photos were shot using a Canon prime 35mm lens.

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Drifting into the heavy chill of a dark and tranquil rural morning, unattached and uncertain, the clarity of solitude breeds intense focus. The hum and faint tappet ticking of the old boxer engine and hissing of wind become white noise. I breathe in everything - grass, gravel, corn, manure, a smoldering fire. Free to follow any road I choose, I glide beside lakes and ponds, between pines and oaks and maples. I sluggishly ramble over gravel lanes, and push cautiously through advection fog. Temperature and moisture — ever changing. Opossum and deer, coons and rabbits, scamper and leap from the tall roadside brush, fueling my disquietude. My eyes, hands, and feet work in harmony: scanning, shifting, braking, accelerating - and always anticipating. With my canon around me like a bandolier, I hope for a setting that beckons me to the shoulder to be framed and captured forevermore with a click of a shutter.

As civil dawn shifts into sunrise, any lingering trepidation surrenders to pure exhilaration. A zen-like state settles on my shoulders, and both mind and body slip into a new morning, immersed in it, in total harmony.