I am always looking to shoot photos on my off weekends…Check out the photos from Saturday’s photo shoot with Matt Boni at Bithlo Motorsports!
This weekend’s race in Samsula marked Hare Scrambles #5 of the 15-race season. Lately, we’ve had plenty of rain but the course at Samsula held up nice for the most part, I thought. It was my first time actually racing there but not my first time on the property. Here is the weekend’s best shot of the overall Highpoint, Garrett Edmisten and here are the rest of my photos. – JS
Yesterday we saluted to veterans at the Sunrunners Hare Scrambles race in Bartow. I was on assignment this weekend, shooting photos of this month’s cover story, and it nearly killed me hearing everyone say this track is the “best one of the year” and I “must be crazy to miss this one.” Oh, well. Duty calls. I was able to capture some incredible footage from the sidelines. So there!
More photos, here.
Ever heard of wheelchair motocross? Now you have.
This Monday is catch up day since I skipped yesterday’s Hare Scrambles because I had to get my bike ready for this weekend’s Enduro in Perry Mountain. I’ve also been trying to finish the November magazine before November (laughs).
Here are some TF Racing Suspension pics from this weekend’s race (if you have photos to share, send to firstname.lastname@example.org to be featured in the magazine!):
I saw this reference today on a Facebook status from one of the Women riders at the Croom Enduro yesterday, which I attempted to tackle until, about a tenth of a mile before the second reset, I proceeded to out-of-control run smack dab into a paper towel roll sized tree. Lights out. I must have washed over the slippery sand and lost control going too fast because I remember skidding into the tree and smacking my head as the bike crumpled against the bark, thinking: “This is not good.” And then the radiator fluid began spewing from the cap like a fountain.
My bike still started on the first kick though and, less than a minute later, I rode into the reset for the second time that day knowing I could have been faster had it not been for a sudden surprise.
Another happened after the first check and at the end of what seemed like another 9-mile whoop section. An orange blazing fast KTM dusted by me on the sandy trail and, the next thing I knew, the bike was airborne with the frontside down and the rear in the air along with the rider, followed by a cloud of dust. I had to stop because, when I went to pass and ask him if he was “All right?” he shook his head and I saw, looking closer, blood dripping from his face. I realized then that I would be the worst nurse because I did not know what to do but stay there with him until he snapped out of it and/or told me to take off. I was not there but another minute before he got to his feet and OK’ed me to go. I told the course workers about the injury after I pulled into the first reset a few minutes later looking slow.
I am more thankful to the course workers however after needing to bail due to my leaking radiator and not know how to get back from the middle of the forest at the second. Thank you, Suncoast and Carol Preston especially for leading us to the pits!