We headed out to Peaceful Valley, our standard fatbike local for some snow riding. Snowpack at PV is close to 4' deep in spots - at least the spots I tend to fall off my bike, and end up balls deep in pow. Staying on the packed-in tread is flippin' hard. We had a huge TNR crew, the trail conditions were less than optimal but totally doable if you had the gumption to kick ass. These rides are incredible fun and rewarding. Oscar Blues always hooks us up with beer, we ride bikes, and then eat great food. Pretty stellar way to spend a Tuesday night. Photos by Yann Photo/Video.
It's a time of few words and new toys. Here we have the Mountain Mustache handlebar by Black Sheep Bikes. It's a cozy little riser-bar, TI weapon of mass-awesomeness. Wide, comfortable and sexy. Yep, good times here in the mountains.
Stoked to be headed out to NAHBS with Black Sheep Bikes, exactly one month from today. New things are in the works and The Pirate is on cloud-nine. I hope to see more than a few of you at the show. Cheers!
What a helluva great weekend of riding bikes with a great crew of singlespeed riding fools. I know you really don't want to read about our adventure, so I'm keeping this one short and to the point. Check out the photos (click to enlarge) and make-up you're own story. SSAZ2014 was phugging awesome. Sorry for you if you missed out. The Desert was a little bit warmer than Colorado at 8,500 feet where I reside. It was a nice change of temps for sure. I actually think my balls dropped for the first time in months.
And what is a road trip without rest stop, picnic table, camping style coffee made fresh by Paul.
We hiked with our bikes, a few times... like maybe *369 times. The entire course was uphill, both ways (well, all but Milagrosa)
There were at least *1,236 bikes in this U-Haul. Starting elevation, 6,000 plus feet. We climbed from here, then hiked up some retarded steep trail to get this party started, which felt similar to this..
Jake is so strong, that his belt exploded during our pre-race-day-ride. He is now a master of the adult strider.
MaxiThad and I are headed to the great Southwest to conquer and divide all that is Single Speed Arizona 2014. We've been looking forward to this event for many moons, psyched to ride and unite with all the flavor that makes the single speed world so flipping bad-ass - compared to, well...anything. I hope to see at least *1,269 of you phuggers there, for a gathering of the brotherhood is not to be missed. We will be flying both the Oddity and REEB Cycles flags. Look us up and enjoy many a fine adult beverage care of Oscar Blues. Desert sunshine here we come...
Rode bikes in the snow again last night. This time after getting 6" of fresh pow in the high country. Not optimal conditions but a good trial for the new set-up; I replaced the Surly Knards with Nates on the Fat Pearl, and that for one has made a helluva difference with traction. Also swapped out the big sweep bar for a mountain riser, and the leverage and power transfer is ten-fold (and mandatory for riding one-gear). I have to say that up until last night I was absolutely hating even the thought of riding fat bikes. I'm a changed man. Last night was one helluva great time! Thanks to the Redstone/REEB/Oscar Blues/TNR/Oddity crew for making it happen. There's no motto like"If it's Tuesday, were riding" to keep a smile on your face.
A great day for riding bikes, a not-so-great day for riding snow bikes. The groomed course in Como, CO. for the State Fat Bike Championship had succumbed to the warm temperatures and turned into a hike-a-bike marathon. Over half the racers DNF'd, including yours truly. Taking over an hour to do a (4) mile lap is plain retarded. It was booze and fishing stories for me (and talk of heading to lower elevation for some DIRT).
It was good to see my old Kansas riding pal Cameron, meet a few new faces and chill in the mountains. A day riding bikes is never a bad day.