The personal blog of photojournalist Noah Darnell.

Of what we ride…

Of what we ride…

The surest thing there is is we are riders, And though none too successful at it, guiders, Through everything presented, land and tide And now the very air, of what we ride. What is this talked-of mystery of birth But being mounted bareback on the earth? We can just see the infant up astride, His

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Ends of trails never end stories…

Ends of trails never end stories…

One thing that is apparent after an 8000 mile road trip in eighteen days is that, while the outside of the car looks the same once you run it through a car wash, it is on the inside of the car that the real mileage shows.

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A dog under a shade tree…

A dog under a shade tree…

It takes no leash to hold a dog under a shade tree. Starting days cheered onto the track (this time at Richmond). And onward… So far we’ve made it up the eastern seaboard and turned left for west. It would be a travesty to visit this area of the country without visiting Gettysburg… …and the

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A girl, a dog, and a Mini Cooper…

A girl, a dog, and a Mini Cooper…

I have a propensity to do rather outlandish things. And by outlandish, I do not mean “wild” or “unruly.” I just mean… outlandish. Unusual. Possibly idiosyncratic. I’ve never really done anything with the expressed purpose to be different – such as wear intentionally different clothing or cut my hair a certain way or subscribe to some counter-culture

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