Some places define people and some people define places. Greg Stahl and Baja are one and the same.
Baja never fails to disappoint. After a tough 100-mile ride on our 1980 Suzuki DR 400's we come back to spot several killer whales surfing waves right in front of our remote campsite. Stahl puts the glass up to get a better look.
With limited time and lots of exploration ahead of us, Stahl watches the sets roll in before heading out for a quick surf session.
We rode every kind of terrain imaginable, from steep rocky sections to cruising vast sections of empty beaches. The mixture of riding kept each day interesting and provided maximum grins.
A tough day at the office.
Watching the sun rise every morning with a cup of coffee in hand.
Sometimes it's important just to paddle around and enjoy the temperature of the water when the waves are few and far between.
The reason why.
These are the motorcycles my dad and his friends rode in Baja in the early 80's. It's a tradition that I want to continue. The old bikes just have more style all while keeping you humble.
Coming back after a hard day of sun, rocks, cactus and big miles. It's complete exhaustion with the realization of all the close calls you had before making it back to camp.
No flat tires, major crashes or mechanical issues other than the ultimate decision to pull out the camera to document a moment of time. Because the second that decision gets made to take a photograph or grab a video clip there is immediately an unknown situation ahead. Is your bike gonna start on the first kick or the 100th kick? If it was easy everyone would be doing it. Check out http://ironandresin.com/ for more information on the clothing and lifestyle.