Oh The Shame
Was reduced to taking the bus a few weeks ago due to Mazda being morons.
One evening I had a flick through Dane Reynolds site.
Inspirational to say the least, so it pushed me to take advantage of my situation and go look for shots.
I always see amazing views driving down this hill from my house, but never bother stopping to record them. I should. No amazing views this morning, just a mile and a half walk to the bus stop.

Workmen across from the bus stop. Liking the primary coloured bins.

At least the buses were running close to on time, although a little ragged compared to the fleet of ’09 city buses.


Glistening streets are pretty reflective.

Frames within the frame.

Return of the Mack
The boy wonder returns from the land of boardies and brah’s.
Didn’t take him long to get back into the swing of things.


Same old say mould
Isn’t physics fun.
It’s keeping me busy anyway. Lots of swell but lots of wind.
Backlit Beauty.

Why do we prefer people to be humble? What’s wrong with promoting yourself . The best way to get jobs/sponsorships/media is get to meet as many people as possible or build a good profile for yourself. So why do we knock people who are trying to do this.
We want people to be brilliant but talk like they’re not. Is it because we don’t them shoving it in our face? Is it because we’re jealous? Do amazing things but don’t mention them, act like it’s nothing when others mention it to you. Fuck when I do something I’m proud of I like to talk about it. Sure I want peoples admiration, but then because of our nature I also feel bad about thinking what I did was special.
The human mind is a messed up place.
