In June of 2004 I flew to Amsterdam and bought a VW Bus. I brought my Hasselblad, a single speed mountain bike, and a 6’0" Mandala Fish, with a plan to drive around Europe, shooting, riding, surfing, and camping the summer away.
I bought the cheapest VW on the lot — a rust brown 1980 Diesel Hi-Top that had been christened by its previous Dutch owner as “Groot Genoeg” or in English “Big Enough.” I headed south from Amsterdam, with a plan to drive down through France, Spain, Portugal, then take a ferry to Morocco and back before following the Tour de France through the mountain stages.
Groot Genoeg and I had just crossed into Spain when the engine exploded. I spent several weeks finding a new engine for her (which is another story altogether) and once she was roadworthy, headed straight for the Alps to catch the TdF time trial at Alpe D’Huez. It was the only stage of the Tour I caught.
From there I went to Zermatt, where I rode the Gornergraat to the glacier overlook and took this picture, which is actually four pieces of medium format film that have been scanned and stitched together. Until a few days ago, I had no idea where this image was. But I found it on a random hard drive, and was flooded with memories of that amazing trip.