This past year hasn’t been easy. However, moving to the land of plenty has blessed us with more ups than downs so I remain thankful.
One of these ups has been my Saturday morning ritual of motorcycle meditation. Riding Angeles Crest and clearing my head of all of the nonsense and toxic stress that piled on throughout the week. After 15 minutes all of that garbage is gone and I begin to breath clearly and think positively.
On the way back down, gravity starts doing most of the work. At this point you begin to feel a simulated sensation of weightlessness. Gopro and my bubble shield are working nicely together to capture my state of euphoric moto bliss.
Artist: Washed Out