Curtis joins the band

This gem was passed along to me, thank you very much. I was unaware that our very own Curtis was a star. His band is a mix of electronic mind warping, and lil wayne.  On a side note, I've eaten more burritos in the last 4 days than I've had hours of sleep. Way to start the week, lookin forward to Monday morning.

Burrito # 6 (Tapatio packets are key!)

Cameron Zink really just did that!

Watch the very end of this video because it will most likely make you question your manhood. (As well as his sanity)

Be back with more soon.

MC Spandx the sequel

Well, looks like Mr. Performance has seen the light and gotten away from all that trendy road ridin and decided he likes to ride dirty.

BCBR

  

 
Howdy all,

The BC Bike Race has just finished and we are winding down after a long week on the road. The traveling circus that we've grown to love is splitting up and we're all left to think of our own ways to spend the day. Gone are the days of waking, eating, pedaling, eating, pedaling, sleeping. (Repeat) We finished up the event last night in the Fairmont Chateau in Whistler. The final banquet with video, slide show and DJ were in an incredibly elegant hall in the far end of one of the most prestigious hotels in Whistler. To say the motley group of mountain bikers filling the hall were out of the norm for this establishment would be a stretch. The party began around 7 with fine food and wonderful desserts. It was a real pleasure to be part of BCBR again this year and I greatly appreciated everything that Dave, Dean, and Dre did this year to make sure I was taken care of. This event is one that will be remembered by all participants but, they really hooked me up with another level of rad! From the float plane flight to the fun nights at The Executive, and needless to say, the unreal riding. Unfortunately, my relaxation time isn't quite here yet, I'll be headed up to Whistler Bike Park shortly to dust off the big bike and do some DH runs. I'll get some more up here shortly. For now, enjoy the pics and check Declinemagazine.com they are posting daily uploads with full stories.

FTW

The Saga Continues

Well, internet connection has been a bit rough this year at the BCBR. At this point tonight is the first real time I've had a comfy place to get online and do anything. Guess, what, tonight I am far to worn out to even get into the riding and awesomeness that has been my life for the last several days. For now I will put up a few more pics and hope you enjoy. Stories still to come. 

FTW

PS Because I'm big pimpin with a media pass, I now fly in float planes!

VIP

BCBR

More to come when time and internet connection permits...

Check Declinemagazine.com for updates. All should be up tomorrow or following day.

FTW

Drew

20+ hours in the van that can

Canada, oh how I've missed you. After 20 some odd hours on the road, the "Man Van" arrived at the Canadian border. Full of 3 riders and more bikes, waiting to get in, take a nap, and let the good times begin. No big deal right? Wrong, Apparently large conspicuous vans don't pass through the border too easily. On the positive side, while we were forced to sit in the border inspection office while my vehicle was searched, we got to watch some World Cup soccer. The whole ride wasn't a bummer however. Plenty of good tunes were heard and pretty vistas viewed. We were lucky enough to come across an old rail road bridge with a rope swing over the Shasta river. What better spot to stop and make some peanut butter sandwiches. After putting on our best swimming attire we made our way past the interesting locals and showed them how we rope swing down in So. Cal. They were quite impressed. A couple flying squirrels and a torn callus later, we dried off and set back out on Interstate 5 for the great white north. 

Our next big stop was in Portland at Voodoo Donut. We arrived in Portland around 12:30 and made our way to the spookiest and hippest donut shop this side of the Mississippi. After waiting in line with an assortment of people varying from vagrant teenaged skate bums, to punk rockers, and even a group finishing off their night of celebration for a bachelor party, we made our way into the tiny little hole of a shop. After perusing the menu of equally interestingly named donuts, I decided on a Maple blazer blunt, and a Portland cream, (their signature donut). Though the Butterfingering and triple chocolate penetration were close choices.Though, I do always have the way home to try them as well. After our sugar buzz started to wear down we had made our way just past Seattle and decided to cash in the chips just south of Ferndale. After a few hours of rest we got back on it and were on the road again. After a brief stop by the Kona Bikes office in Ferndale we finished up the drive to North Vancouver, our first destination in this week of cycling migration across B.C. 

After settling into the hotel we checked in with Andreas Hestler and Dave Howell, we were invited over to Dave's for a BBQ and hang out while discussing the coming weeks daily epic rides. Dave is involved with the BC Bike Race and was a wealth of knowledge. After spending a few hours hanging out at Dave's we left stoked more than we were just hours before, excited and nervous about the trials and tribulations the trails would be soon putting us through, all in search of the most epic and fulfilling single track experience we can find. Now, we rest. Tomorrow is just the beginning. 

Ride Free

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Cool people

Who doesn't love cool people. I mean, check this guy out!

And speaking of cool people. Gotta respect the forefathers of mountain biking. Look at some of the first Klunkers back there. Motorcycle forks, drum brakes, and wide bars on WW II era Excelsior frames. Awesome. Go ride

One day, I will

 

  So, I've done a real good job of not keeping my word and updating this thing. The days have been going by too fast and I don't have enough hours to keep everything on track. Training for BC Bike Race has pretty much all but consumed any free time I have outside of work. Apologies to all who have been flaked on or forget what it feels like to be made fun of by me. Speaking of, be sure to check out itsbetterinthewind.com My good buddies have continued on making some killer trips on the motorbikes the last few weeks and left me here bummed and jealous while I spin circles for hours wishing I could just be havin fun roamin the desert. Ah, enough self pity I did sign up for this. Anyhow, I have mixed some good times in with the training, as naturally one should. This weekend hoping to get up to Mt Pinos with some guys from work and do some altitude single track work! Anybody who wants to come up is more than welcome. Last weekend was the Tour of California. What a blast that was. With the exception of being way to easily talked into climbing that infamous section of Mulholland on my tall bike. Think I should check the record books as it may be the first ascent by such a cycle in all of history! I digress, to those of you who made it out to the TOC, you already know the partyin that went down and for those that didn't, I'm much too tired to tell you. You blew it. I'm a bit tired this evening and it's time to grab another bag of ice for my knee. Enjoy the pics. More to come... Once I'm not lazy and upload my own not everyone else's

Bonzai

  

Brap

Well, I've been a bit lazy and more than a bit busy to keep on top of this thing lately... I've definitely been slacking on taking pictures while out on the latest exploits. This weekend was no different. Although I don't have much proof, Idyllwild put on a great event and the Spring Challenge was a total success.  After Map Quest had some fun with me, I ended up meeting some local hill folk who offered to lead me back up the mountain to where Hurkey Creek camp ground was. It was like a run down moonshine highway following these people. Had the van power sliding corners shifting bikes and gear all around keeping up with our wife beater wearing tour guide and his race truck. We got to the camp ground around midnight and after cruising through the park found our group's campsite. We shifted some gear around in the back and and passed out for a few hours. After Colby pounded on my window I rolled outta the van and finished dialing in the new Jet9 I was going to be racing. With about 15 seconds to spare I rolled up to the start line and set out for the 30 mile adventure I had signed up for. I'll spare the details of my next few hours of emotions, though I will say it was a roller coaster. Several hours later I rolled into the finish area and felt like dog shit. It was a rude wake up call to my state of physical fitness and the weeks ahead to BC. The rest of the weekend was full of good times and bonfires. It's nice to get out see some new scenery and and hang with some friends. Nature is here to enjoy it, get out and see something new!

FTW