I was climbing up the Base Line Road hill on stage one. It was hot, my gear was heavy and as usual I forgot one crucial element of sun protection - a hat.

A long time ago, in a land far, far away I started what I thought would be a long career in music.

Some days it feels like I can't get anything right.

In hindsight I probably should have been more intentional with the process.

Getting just the right image at a bike race can be a tricky thing.

Last year, around spring, I decided I needed to get out of my comfort zone and try something new.

There are moments that happen only fleetingly - a wink, a grimace.