Each year as we begin to enter the final preparation phase for the Land Run 100, I dig through my digital archives, revisiting images and memories of friends new and old, in an effort to become inspired by the events of years gone by. Historically, Land Run has been a cold and muddy wrestling match, where contenders fight through intensely challenging conditions and mental states to vie for the coveted Bobby hug and a chance at warmth and dryness. 2018 was a different story, and in some sense a story more difficult to tell. Shooting finish line portraits of people who have given everything to the course and to the mud is an easy yarn to spin; pain and suffering is in their faces and in their eyes, making for dramatic images and memories that return instantly upon viewing those images. But how to recount the tale of a day filled with perfect weather, fast roads and happiness? Can simple photographs create a compelling and memorable narrative that will remain meaningful in future years?
After viewing the hundreds of images that passed through my lens on March 17, I think that this story also tells itself. This time it may be a different legend that we share with our friends over beers in the coming months, but a legend it shall be. The legend of the Dry Year, the legend of a 9 year old who rode 50 miles, the legend of some rider from California buying rounds at a bar for three hours in the middle of a race, or simply the legend of the day you beat the Land Run gods at their own game. In the end, neither the course, nor the conditions, nor the photographs were the story: the story as always, was YOU.
-Tyler Siems @getwide
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