redwoods ride.

into a forest of redwoods on a lonely mountainside.

fog and mist hang everywhere.

notice the quiet.

hello.

wait for awhile.

and wonder aimlessly.

who can really understand you?

and do you even care?

what if someone cared?

we all feel the same way.

and on a foggy mountain evening.

we knew exactly why.

for the light is waning and it's cold.

and your smile tires easily.

but the sun's out there somewhere.

we both know it.

sven.

all taken during one of several motorbike rides in the santa cruz mountains october 2013 on my brother in-law chris' triumph sprint. pirate san francisco freeway winding redwoods foggy garcia cold applejack santa cruz mountain curvy rides. thanks chris.

sprint on mountain road.

redwood mountain home.

into a forest of redwoods on a lonely mountain side.

p.s. love you rose.