Body heat
Classes started the year strong.
Bowl sessions together forever
We take our laps, then take our vows.
Mon coeur
From morning mist, sunlit storm clouds, and sessions in the golden hour.
Dojo at dawn
More than a room to move steel, hold form, and sweat. The place itself works on you.
lucky us
Grand ditches and tiny, tarnished stars.
Still
Dawn patrol in the Santa Cruz Mountains.
Carve your heart out
A couple of strays from last fall.
Move at dawn
Movin’ in the magic hour, really has a way of setting the tone for the day.
The Dojo is for Lovers
Do what you love, with who you love, for as long as possible.
We’ll always have Sunday
On Sundays ‘til sunset.
Where trails don’t go
The uninhabited land(by people, at least) is even emptier and quieter.
The reasons are many
It’s about life outside the gym.