Wellington
Lighting the Trails
I photograph Wellington's mountain bike trails at night. Over a long exposure a rider's light draws the trail through the dark, so a path you only ever see while you're moving along it holds still in a single frame. The riders are Robin and Axel, and the light in these pictures is theirs.
Reading the line on the left
The line follows the ride, place by place. Across is height above the sea, so the line moves right where a trail runs high, and the softer stretches carry it on from one place to the next. Each dot is a frame: drag the line, or tap a dot, to move through the ride.
The heights are rough estimates until each spot is pinned.
Most of Lighting the Trails was shot in winter, because in summer it isn't dark enough until nearly ten at night.
Makara Peak
Upswing swingbridge
We planned the shoots and the spots together, and I scoped them in daylight, looking for places that might work.
Upswing and the swingbridge, from Aratihi
Varley's, where Makara meets the Skyline
Karori Skyline
Karori Skyline, the ridge
Watching the rider's light move up and along the hill in the frame was the best part, because it finally showed me where the trail was.
Red Rocks
Red Rocks, the top ridge
Finding a spot was the hardest part: Wellington's trails run under trees, and a view through or above them is rare. Often it was pitch dark, so I couldn't really see where the trail went.
Red Rocks, ridge to the sea
Red Rocks, the beach trail back to the car
Wellington's weather shaped all of it. Shoots and rides were often delayed, and in the wider shots, where I wanted the stars of the night sky in the frame, the cloud changed how each one turned out.
Mt Albert
Mt Albert
Mt Victoria
Hataitai climb
Mt Victoria, the pines
Afterwards I stitched the exposures together so the whole trail crossed the frame. In the bush, closer in, a shot was sometimes a single frame.
Mt Victoria, down through the pines
Wainuiomata
Freewheel, the start
On a full loop I'd try to get several shots on the same trail, to make the most of the climb. We worked our way through the trails together, capturing shots as we went: one of us rode ahead, either me to set up or a rider to climb into the frame, and then we came back together for the next one.
Freewheel, through the ferns
Freewheel, before the ridge
Robin and Axel would sometimes wait half an hour or an hour while I climbed and set up. Then I'd call or message them and say go.
Freewheel ridge, the city beyond
End of the line, for now
More nights to come
The project is still in progress. Wellington's trails are only half drawn, and every new night will carry this line further.
Prints
If you'd like one of these frames on your wall, email me and we can talk about sizes and paper.
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