Following Aidan and the endless work that is put into building BMX trails. Hidden away in the woods, most often alone or with his dog Pan, months are spent building a space that is only briefly usable. As the days grow longer the soil dries and hardens, at last ready to be ridden before the rain returns.
“In the woods, too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of life is always a child. In the woods is perpetual youth” — Ralph Waldo Emerson
