My Motorcycle Diary

I just got back from my motorcycle trip through Zambia, Malawi, Mozambique, Zimbabwe, South Africa, and Swaziland. 22 days, 6 countries, and 5118km. Needless to say, I am happy to be back and it was a fantastic experience. I learned so much about myself, about my bike, and about God on the trip. I also did a lot of reading and writing so there will probably be more than the usual amount of text posts in the coming days. Enjoy!


For my love of Rochester and image geekiness, I present some old flickergraphs of Rochester. These animated gifs are made by taking two photographs right next to each other (but not in the exact same place) and then flicking between the two of them very fast to give the illusion of depth.

I originally found these on Rochester Subway. These five are my favourite, but check out Rochester Subway to see them all.


The back of High Falls in Winter circa 1870


High Falls circa 1885


Monroe County Courthouse on Main St circa 1880


Pitkin Vault at Mt Hope Cemetery circa 1875

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This is my Job.

This little lady is one of my favourite sassy kids that have come through the hospital so far. Her name is Mary and she first came to us in 2008 with hydrocephalus literally crushing her brain. She’s been here on and off over the last five years and is here, this time, to have her clubfeet (a byproduct of her hydrocephalus) treated. It’s been a long journey, but she’s almost finished!

Another one of our friends, Emmanuel, was playing with my camera while Mary and I were making faces and playing.

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**She’s not actually flipping me off. We were doing the whole E.T. finger thing and I just wasn’t paying attention to what finger she was using …

Lusaka Rugby Challenge

I’ve recently had the pleasure of joining the Lusaka Rugby Club. The game is played very differently here in Zambia, but it is still the sport I love. This past weekend, the LRC hosted the 2013 Lusaka Rugby Challenge and while I didn’t play, I loved attending, watching, taking photos, and feeling a part of the team. The LRC made it to the finals, but ultimately lost 17 – 0 to the Zimbabwean Old Hararians.