New project! I went to document the Chicago Cross Cup series finale a few weeks ago and had an absolute blast at my first race. If you don't know what cyclocross is, you could say it's a road bike race that goes off-road, with a healthy dose of steeplechase thrown in.
Add to that the pure, vomit-inducing torture of slogging up and down a muddy/sandy course with the crowds playfully heckling you to ride faster, you can kind of get an idea of the craziness that is cyclocross.
There's also a healthy dose of drinking done by the riders in the slower, slightly less competitive races. And thankfully, the crowds take care of all your "hydration" needs!
You can view the full gallery here: http://matttreager.com/cyclocross/
Back in June of 2014, Sacha and I were finishing up our 10 weeks of travel in New Delhi, India. And heatwave (+110℉ temps) be damned, I was determined to get out of our comfy A/C'd hotel and see the city. So I set out to the Nizamuddin District to view the tomb/shrine of the famous Sufi saint, Hazrat Nizamuddin Auliya. What I didn't expect to find was a 700+ year-old spring-fed pool right next to the shrine. With a crowd of locals coming to bath in the holy waters (and escape the blazing heat), I worked my way into the baoli (pool) area, and spent the better part of an afternoon there taking photos.
You can check out the full gallery here: http://matttreager.com/nizamuddin-baoli/
A few photos that won't make the cut for the final edit. These are from following around Brian Haugen as he went about his day on his farm in New Town, ND.
I'm finally finding some time to put a few personal projects to bed. I've been sitting on these pictures from the Bakken for almost 3 years now... it's about time I get them out the door.
A quick outtake from an update to my project People of the Bakken, about the lives of the people living in the thick of one of the largest domestic oil booms in America. In the photo above, Brian Haugen's truck is pulled off to the side of the road, waiting for me to finish taking some photos. He and his wife Margie were instrumental in making this project happen, and showed me so much hospitality and warmth. I remember turning around to head back to the warmth of the truck, and was taken with the way it looked so solitary on the deserted road. It won't make the final cut, but wanted to share anyways. More updates to come (I promise for reals this time...)