Hi there! My name is Mike. I’m a hobbyist photographer. I'm also a passionate cyclist who loves exploring the world on two wheels and through my camera lens.
A colorful starling spotted on the grass in a busy neighborhood park
Sometimes you don’t need to go far to find a good photo. I had spent the last two weekends grading national high school graduation exams, which left little time for longer walks or trips to my usual photography spots. Instead, I stayed close to home. During a short walk, I spotted a starling in a park, and it quickly caught my attention.
A scenic section of the R10 Vistula Spit cycling trail near Krynica Morska, where pine forests open to the Baltic Sea
If you’re dreaming of a Baltic ride that blends sea views, whispering pines, and a touch of frontier adventure, R10 Vistula Spit cyclingdelivers the perfect escape. Stretching roughly 100 km round trip from Mikoszewo to Piaski and back, this section threads sleepy fishing villages, forested paths, and the calm between the open sea and the Vistula Lagoon — all on mostly flat terrain that’s welcoming even for first‑time bikepackers. Late spring offers mild weather and quiet trails, making it an ideal time to explore before the peak summer season begins.
A mother duck leads her ducklings across the lake as the sun sets, creating soft reflections on the calm water.
It was a calm and warm evening when I returned to the lake. I was curious to see if the same family of ducks I had spotted the other day was still around. I went to the same spot among the reeds, set up my camera, and sat quietly. The gentle sounds of the lake made the wait peaceful. Soon, I realized I was about to witness something special. I saw the ducklings at sunset moving through golden reflections on the water.
Mother duck leads all her ducklings closely behind her across the lake.
Yesterday I went to my favorite lake, thinking it was too early in the season. The weather was still too cold for much wildlife. To my surprise, I spotted a mother duck with her ducklings at the lake just before sunset. They were moving among the reeds, and Mum was cautious at first. I stayed completely still, and she gradually came closer, letting me watch her little family.
A fleeting moment captured in an evening lake photo — the sun hits the rider and horse, lifting dust into the golden light.
I recently wandered into a narrow strip of forest near my favorite lake, camera in hand. At first, I was hoping for a late-evening wildlife shot. The light was fading fast. I soon spotted a wild hare, unfortunately, he noticed me just as quickly as I noticed him and vanished into the undergrowth. You need patience and careful steps to catch a fleeting evening lake photo.
A male pheasant observing from the edge of the field, showing its vibrant plumage.
A few days ago, I went for a walk not far from my house — carrying my heavy camera and lens in search of interesting subjects. For almost two hours, there wasn’t much to photograph — perhaps the strong wind kept the wildlife hidden. Then, very close to the edge of some plowed fields, I had a close encounter with a pheasant.
A white wagtail searching for food along the lakeshore, captured in the calm light just before sunset
I didn’t set out to photograph a white wagtail close-up that evening — it was just another visit to my favourite lake, a place I return to for a bit of calm and to see what’s happening along the shore.
It started as nothing more than a short ride along the water, the kind where you don’t expect much beyond some fresh air and a little quiet. The river moved slowly, the light stayed soft, and I wasn’t looking for anything in particular. Only later did it settle into something I’d think of simply as cranes over the river.
I didn’t expect to spend a weekend inside an exhibition hall in Łódź. But that’s exactly where I found myself — at EXPO Łódź, where the NINGYO Japanese Fair Łódź had set up for a few days. I’d planned a cycling route as usual, but curiosity felt like reason enough to visit. I’ve always been interested in Japanese aesthetics and craftsmanship, so I wanted to see for myself what a traveling fair like this could offer.
A Great Crested Grebe moving quietly across the lake in the evening light
I stopped by the lake in the evening to see how things are starting to change. This time I noticed a Great Crested Grebe on the lake moving slowly across the water.
A straight path through the forest, still quiet in early spring
I first noticed this forest back in November, during a bike ride. I wasn’t planning to stop — just passing along the road when it caught my attention for a moment. It felt like the kind of place worth coming back to for an early spring forest walk.
A coot moving quietly through the reeds on the first day of spring at my local lake
On a sunny spring day, I went for a short walk around my usual lake — the one close to home where I often go to watch water birds and catch the evening light. It’s not a big or spectacular place, but it’s quiet and easy to return to throughout the year.