Dreaming of The Race of Gentleman
A few weekends ago was the Race of Gentleman held in Wildwood, NJ. I watched the footage in photos and video through the web and on instagram. It was fantastic! A race of vintage bikes and pre-war cars ON THE BEACH. If you looked at the images long enough you wouldv’e thought you stepped back in time to 1930. I had a dream one night during the week after the race that I was given the choice to race, either one of the bikes or a Model A. I was totally excited and shocked that someone would let ME ride on the beach (I can just about handle the road). And then of course I started panicking…I don’t know how to drive manual! Can someone show me?! I don’t even have a helmet! Funny that I’ve been considering getting a bike for a few months, more so since I finally let go of my car. That sense of complete freedom, the open road to adventure, is starting to fade from my life and I’m trying to bring it back. I’ve heard photographers photograph what they desire, the life they want, and sometimes I think that’s true for me.