I Want To Document YOUR Next Motorcycle Adventure | Motorbike Travel Photographer

It’s happening. This is me taking my first step towards realizing my 10 year personal/business goal: “Becoming the go-to photographer/vidographer for documenting epic motorcycle adventures across continents and around the world.” That’s exactly how it is written. So now that this page exists, and can start working its way up the to the google front page for all searches containing: “motorcycle”, “motorbike”, “enduro”, “touring”, “travel”, “photographer”,  “videographer” and “documentary maker” (did I miss anything?), it’s my job to convince you to bring me along now.

Maybe you were inspired by Long Way Around, Long Way Down or Motorcycle Diaries to tour the world on two wheels. Perhaps your desire manifested itself elsewhere. Wherever it came from, I should be the one to document your journey for these three reasons:

  1. I’m an experienced, passionate enduro rider and outdoor adventurer
  2. I’m a professional, full time, photographer (working on my videography skills)
  3. I’m fun , easygoing and a relentlessly hard worker (so I’ve been told)

Let’s begin with a little back story on the passion and experience:
Ever since I was six years old I dreamt of riding motorcycles. I was that kid who taped a hockey card to the front forks of my bicycle or rode over a pop can so that my bike sounded like a motorcycle.

I got my first real motorcycle in my second year of college as soon as I moved away from home. It was am 81 GS 550 Suzuki which I decided to COMPLETELY disassemble (just to see what’s inside) and repaint banana yellow (to match my new jacket).

My 1st motorbike, a used 1981 Suzuki GS550EF I bought as soon as I moved out of home at age 19. (At this point in my life I was just getting into photography)

Painting a motorcycle was a WAY bigger task than I had imagined. It took me days to strip the old paint off and sand all the parts down. I rented an air brush to prime and paint all the parts in my basement. This is when I learned paint dust goes EVERYWHERE. My whole house, even the inside of sealed containers had yellow dust.

Halfway through University, I took a year to work up in oil and gas to earn enough money to travel Southeast Asia for six months. I spent most of my time on two wheels in Thailand, Laos and Cambodia. I had wanted to rent a big bike in North-Western Laos but when I arrived to find there was no such thing as bike rental or even big bikes in that region I ultimately had no choice but to purchase a brand new 125cc scooter. I didn’t even take the plastic off the seat, I just strapped a pillow to it and rode to the south of the country where I was able to sell the scooter for nearly what I paid.

The shop where I bought the Chinese 110cc Nice that I would ride from North to South across Laos and sell in the capital of Vientiane.

I’ve since ridden motorbikes in Korea, Vietnam, China, Mexico, the Philippines and the most epic of all, Mongolia.

Ever since I spent 10 days spent riding through the barren plains of Mongolia they have been calling me back. Never before have I experienced such a limitless Vista, the freedom to go absolutely any direction you choose only limited by natural obstacles that a 110cc Chinese Built Mustang could not clear.

The point of all this post is to show you that I am extremely passionate about motorcycles, adventure and photography. I have all the technical skills required for behind the camera and on the bike to document your adventure to the fullest.

But Greg, we could just document the journey ourselves!
Yes, you certainly could, and if photography and vidography are something you AND your crew are good and excited about then perhaps you should do it. As a rider, I understand just how amazing it can be to get in that FLOW. You know, that moment you the bike and the road are one, when the bike is an extension of your body and you’re feeling every curve and corner. When you are in the rhythm often the last thing you want to do is stop, turn off your bike, find a sold pice of ground to stand it on, undo your helmet, unpack the tripod, take out your camera, take off the lens cap, setup the shot, put away the camera, pack up the tripod, put the helmet back on, climb back on your bike, start riding, find your flow again, see another an even better shot around the corner and repeat. Even if you LIKE doing this, ask your self if the other members of your party will be equally excited about stopping and waiting every few kilometers.

Instead, let me be the guy who takes the hit to flow. I’ll ride ahead, get everything setup, catch you as you ride past and then catch back up again. You should be able to focus your time and energy on enjoying the ride, the scenery, the adventure, rather than where to setup the tripod and what lens and shutter speed to use to capture that river crossing you’re about to embark on. You should be able to give that crossing your all without worrying about your expensive camera gear getting smashed and wet. Leave the documentation to me and just be in the moment.

Sold, so how do we book you?
Great! You can contact me via my contact link above in the header. Try and give me as many details as possible such as where you will be riding, for how long, how many people, your budget etc and we can start planning how to best way to document this once, twice, maybe thrice in a lifetime journey!

 

 

 

My 3rd motorcycle, and now the most expensive vehicle I’d ever purchased, a Suzuki DRZ 400S. The stock tires were notoriously terrible on pavement and dirt let alone in the snow.

The guys I rode with around Abbotsford in BC. Most were DRZ owners.

My 4th bike, a Hyosung Comet GS250 Naked, a pretty hardy bike that never let me down.

For my 5th bike I upgraded to the Hyosung Comet GT650R. This was the largest and fastest bike I had ever owned. Sadly she suffered from random electrical issues, namely complete power failure at a certain heat. Usually after a break and a push she would come back online for a bit.

Rented a Honda XR 200 in during my Moalboal diving trip in the Philippines.

How my bike sees me. Experimenting with camera rig and slow shutter speeds on the Hyosung GT650R.

There’s no better riding season than fall in Korea. The boys and I decided to take a trip from Iksan to Uljin. We spent a solid 5.43 hours, moving time, traversing 422.8 km of twisty South Korean roads, reaching speeds beyond 194 km/h and gaining over 5000m in elevation.

My mom visited and was surprisingly at ease ripping around Korea on the back of my sport bike!

Wishing I could ride my 2007 Hyosung GT650R after a minor snowboarding accident.

Washing a 2007 Hyosung GT650R

Burning off my old tire on a 2007 Hyosung GT650R

Took a moment to stop and smell the flowers while ripping around Geoje on a 2007 Hyosung GT650R

My 6th bike, a 1997 Hyosung RX125 I picked up for 300 bucks and affectionately named The Blender because he sounded like one. This is the first time I had ever owned TWO bikes at the same time and it was sublime!!!

Just the two of us on a snowy day in Haemi – 1997 Hyosung RX125

Ripp’n Up The Reservoir on a 1997 Hyosung RX125 after a full day of teaching.

Taking a spill for the camera on a 1997 Hyosung RX125.

Between teaching classes at Hanseo university I would dodge out with my tripod, lighting gear and remote triggers. I liked the contrast between formal attire and Blender the beater franken-bike.

When cherry blossoms erupted I knew it was time for a pink suit. This was an incredibly challenging self portrait triggered via a new laser trigger I purchased that didn’t work nearly as well as I had hoped.

Shortly after marriage I was , errr “encouraged” to sell off one bike so I kept The Blender and rented the BMW 1000RR when I needed a longer ride. What a rocket! (Not taken by me, that’s why its blurry 😉

Brandon and I exploring Bohol in the Philippines on Honda 200 XRs.

The Hyosung RX125 was fun in the mountains but it just lacked the power, engineering and reliability I needed to take on more challenging rides and improve my skills. Enter my 7th bike, a used 2007 Honda CR125 and MY FIRST TWO STROKE!!! I had always wanted to try one and it was every bit as OFF/ON as I had read. What an incredible feeling it was to go from riding a bike that felt like an old sofa to a finely tuned racing machine.

Even the snow couldn’t keep me off my newly acquired 2007 Honda CR125.

So if selfies on motorbikes aren’t hard enough now add some snow to the mix. Riding the 2007 Honda CR125 using a sound trigger to activate the camera.

For the first time in my life I have three bikes to choose from. My enduro RX125, dirt CR125 and now a BMW 1200GS Adventure borrowed from my buddy Steve. One day soon I will tour the the world on something like this! Decisions Decisions. It’s not often I have three bikes to choose from! A huge thanks to Steve for making my last three days a whole lot more enjoyable. Sadly my dream bike return home to it’s rightful owner today 🙁 On a separate note this image was taken on my very FIRST CAMERA and lens. An entry level, 6-year-old, 8mp Canon 350D with a Sigma 18-200 f3.5 – 6.3 attached. This body is ANCIENT by today’s standards and the lens was and will never be on ANY serious photographers wish list. But look at the image quality… you don’t need to drop 3,000+ dollars on a camera and glass to get good results, you just need lots of practice.

Rode Steve’s BMW1200 GS to Anmyeondo in record time and setup this selfie.

Steve let me borrow his BMW 1200GS Adventure AGAIN for a little trip with some buddies.

Bad to the bone. Timlin on his 1997 VF750 Honda Magna.

Some typical Korean country side with a BMW 1200 GS Adventure to make it even nicer. Korea has some of the best roads I’ve ever ridden both from a scenic and technical point of view.

My friend Brandon of 28 years calls up and say. “Want to go to Mongolia?” I reply, “Hell YA”. We rent 10 dollar a day Chinese made 150cc Mustangs in Ulaanbaatar, strap down our gear and literally start riding in the direction that LOOKS the coolest.

We played rock, scissors, paper to see who would cross water first. When it was dry you could see many roads and drainage areas had washed out METERS deep so you often had no idea if your 150cc Mustang was going to sink to the bottom of a ditch when crossing.

Good thing we had the 150cc Mustangs and not some BMW/KTM/ETC no one would have the knowledge or parts to fix!

Minibar: Water, Juice, Gasoline & Vodka. We learned early in our trip that water is NOT abundant in the Mongolian country side and thus you should probably carry some! I was quite proud of the storage system I rigged out of yesterday’s pictured inner-tube. I cut it into long strips which essentially created bungee tie downs. They were the easiest, strongest and most flexible way to carry ANYTHING on the bikes.

Much of the time we felt like we were on another planet.

Mongolia, possibly the only place left in the world that you can explore unimpeded by fences and property lines. We only ever checked to make sure we would get to gasoline at some point, we didn’t care much for roads which is a good thing because there aren’t many in Mongolia.

A typical scene when riding in Mongolia. The cool part is you might pass through three or four totally different terrains in just one day.

Made it to the top of ANOTHER mountain! What’s on the other side? NOTHING! Time to ride to the next horizon!

Many times I told Brandon, “Hold up a minute, I’m going to see if I can ride up there!” It’s amazing how well the 150cc Mustang handled the terrain I threw at it, slow and steady.

Not sure if this was a legit Kawasaki, my friend Brad organized it for me while I was shooting his wedding in China. When in China, set off fire crackers!

Mom’s extremely generous neighbour lent us this 250cc Kawasaki on Mother’s Day. I took her out for a leisurely ride around the neighbourhood.

2017 847cc Yamaha MT 09 I rented for the day to scout out cherry blossom photo locations in Seoul.

2017 847cc Yamaha MT 09 and I waiting for my intern to arrive. I was impressed by the POWER! Sadly the frame was a little too small for my 193cm.

Wheeling a Yamaha MT 09 I rented with a facial expression that says “I better not crash this thing!”

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