To Love — Protect & Forget.… Oops

A year ago I was able to do what I now call my “First Annu­al McKen­zie Riv­er Moun­tain Bike Trail Ride” and have been wait­ing patient­ly for this years trip. My broth­er-in-law and I have found that Sep­tem­ber pro­vides to best weath­er and the least amount of rid­ers on the trail. The trail itself is a sin­gle track that fol­lows close­ly to the McKen­zie riv­er, so you not only have the joy of rid­ing on Amer­i­ca’s #1 bike trail, vot­ed by Bike Mag­a­zine, but the beau­ty of the thick green old growth for­est, and an awe­some aqua-blue waters of the McKen­zie. The roar of the riv­er can be heard almost the entire route. The 26.5 mile trail is much longer than the short­ened route we take. The upper sec­tion involves some tech­ni­cal lava flows which frankly would cause more pain than I wish to endure if I was to have a spill. In my younger years I would­n’t hes­i­tate to jump on at the top of the trail with­out even think­ing about pain if I were to fall. If you can envi­sion noth­ing but the sharp edges of lava rock catch­ing a piece of skin, well it’s like my hair, I need as much of it as I can with­out loos­ing any more. Once you drop below the lava flows and start rid­ing on the dirt, the only obsta­cles on the trail are rocks and tree roots that you must keep an eye on to maneu­ver through. I pre­fer to take the down­hill route as it offers just enough uphill climbs to get your heart pump­ing at a good healthy rate,  then allows you to have that much need­ed breather as you get to enjoy that down­hill break. The beau­ty is breath­tak­ing as you trav­el through the lush green ferns and moss cov­ered trees. By rid­ing this trail in late Sep­tem­ber the leaves in the trees are start­ing to change to the fall col­ors, with rays of light that look like light beams direct­ed to light up the for­est bot­tom. The entire for­est becomes alive, and you just have to stop through­out the ride to soak up some of God’s beau­ti­ful creation.

Plan­ning my 2nd Annu­al McKen­zie Riv­er Moun­tain Bike Trail Ride I knew what to expect. My first trip, and not know­ing any­thing about the trail, I knew bet­ter than to bring my good cam­era that I use for wed­dings and all my por­trait work. I have invest­ed a sub­stan­tial amount into my pho­tog­ra­phy equip­ment, so I pro­tect it in every way I can. This trip, I was bring­ing one of my cam­eras to cap­ture the for­est beau­ty, but which one? I could bring my back­up cam­era or bring the one I real­ly love to shoot with. I made the choice to bring my good one along with one of my best lens­es. I next had to decide on how I would pro­tect it. I could car­ry it on my back in a back­pack, or I could use bub­ble wrap and place it in the stor­age bag attached to the back of my bike. It would have more jar­ring with the bumps and bounc­ing the bike goes through, but it would be held tight­ly in the grip of the bag. The choice had been made, it would go in the bike bag.

Thurs­day morn­ing the alarm clock rings at 6:00am. As I sat up and count­ed the hours of sleep I was able to get, the num­ber came up to be my typ­i­cal five hours. I did­n’t have to rush the morn­ing, though I could­n’t waste time either. All the camp­ing gear was already packed in the Blaz­er so I only had to pack the ice chest, shave kit, and cam­era. You always read in pho­tog­ra­phy mag­a­zines “what’s in your bag” refer­ring to all your cam­era equip­ment that you trav­el with. Your bag car­ries lens­es, fil­ters, flash, bat­ter­ies, mem­o­ry cards, and is the life line to your cam­era body. This trip I would go with­out the cam­era bag, as I did­n’t want to leave a cou­ple of thou­sand dol­lars worth of cam­era equip­ment in a vehi­cle with David Michael Por­traits writ­ten on three sides. On the road at 8:00am we arrived at our camp site 2 hours lat­er. The next morn­ing, after break­fast, it was time to pack the bikes and head up to the trail. That’s when I dis­cov­ered, I for­got my mem­o­ry card. I could take all the pic­tures I want­ed but noth­ing would be record­ed. I was heart­sick because I real­ly want­ed to cap­ture the beau­ty of the for­est to share with you, but it won’t hap­pen. I can’t believe I made such a stu­pid mis­take, but it’s one that won’t ever hap­pen again. The ride was awe­some and just as beau­ti­ful as in the pre­vi­ous year. We are already think­ing ahead to next year where I will have my cam­era, lens, AND mem­o­ry card.

As I close this blog, I just want­ed to share one final thought and some­thing to think about. We are like a favorite cam­era to God. He loves us, wants to pro­tect us to keep us from harm, and as you trust in Jesus, he takes out the mem­o­ry card so that our sins are nev­er recorded.

Next year, there will be pho­tos, but in the mean time, here is a link to learn more about the McKen­zie Riv­er Trail and see some video clips of the ride.

Thanks for reading


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1 Response to To Love — Protect & Forget.… Oops

  1. Sandy says:

    Ohmy! That IS sad!!! And a whole year to wait for more pic­tures? But you know what? As I was read­ing, I start­ed hav­ing this sick fear that some­thing hap­pened to your good cam­era and lens, so when I heard that it was just a case of not being able to take pic­tures, I was actu­al­ly relieved! It could have been alot worse, right??? 

    And the fact that you get to ride around in that Ore­gon par­adise… *sigh* You are BLESSED!

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