Celebrate this weekend, get rowdy on the trails, rip apart the roads, throw some skids and even some #RubberSideUp. Happy birthday, America. See you guys on Monday!
Last week our friends at Flat Track Coffee celebrated three years of business here in Austin. Wheels of all shapes and sizes showed up to ride a janky obstacle course, drink, chat and watch the shenanigans erupt well after the sun went down. Hopefully these party vibes will inspire some similar celebrations with the Fourth of July approaching… We’ll see you on Monday!
Tools of the trade:
Zeiss 35mm f2
Kodak Portra 400
No, that $700 S-Works frame is not from the same overseas factory as the $3,500 original. Not even close. To partially prove a point and also educate internet consumers, Velo News took a look at a bootleg frame by comparing it to an actual frame in their laboratory. The results are interesting to say the least. Head over to Velo News to check it out…
… in Central Texas, early-summer. I hope you all made use of the long days and open roads. We did a fun little century on Sunday, which took us by my favorite mid-ride dip. Josh had the right idea. Hopefully the trails are dry this week because I’ve got some shredding to do.
If you can’t tell, the “sickness” has spilled over into the weekend. I hope you’re all out riding and soaking in the summer sunshine. More on this bike next week!
With all this excitement and enthusiasm for rides like the Oregon Outback, things like this are bound to happen. Scratch that, they shouldn’t happen! It’s sad that such news has to be shared, but the only way to educate sometimes is to show the repercussions of what can only be described as idiocy in the woods. Donnie shared story with me that he wrote at Oregon Bikepacking, in response to this year’s Oregon Outback and it really breaks my heart.
Learn the rules of the woods first, pack your shit out both literally and figuratively. Respect people’s property and kindness. First and foremost, realize that cyclists are already under enough pressure, so don’t fuck it up for the rest of us.
A reader sent this over and while it’s not 100% bike related, these guys are living the dream.
“In the Spring of 2014 a small group of close friends broke ground on a building project in Skamania County, Washington in the Columbia River Gorge. Their primary endeavor was a multi-platform tree house, but also included a skate bowl and a wood fired soaking tub as well. The crew came from all over the country and from a variety of backgrounds. Some were professional carpenters, others learned on the job, gaining experience along the way. The Cinder Cone is Foster Huntington’s short film that documents this year-long process of building his dream home with this community of tight knit friends.”
If you like coffee table books, head over to the Cinder Cone Build Book on Kickstarter.
From washed out roads to ripping descents, the past three days have been an incredible journey. The stories will unfold this week, but for now, head over to @TheRadavist on Instagram for a few sneak peeks.
For the next few days I’ll be riding sections of the Tour Divide with Salsa Cycles. Last night we flew into Missoula, drove the Whitefish and Stayed at the Whitefish Bike Retreat. This morning, we’re heading to Banff to meet some of the racers, pack our bikes up and depart in the morning…
Expect coverage to follow and don’t worry, there will be content flowing in while I’m out…
Vacation. Holiday. 3-day weekends. From Memorial Day until Labor Day, the road is wide open and the sun is putting in overtime. Taking advantage of those days is key to sucking the last drop from life and its possibilities.
Last summer, I bought a 4 banger Tacoma pickup in Portland and it kickstarted a whole series of road trips. Most of which centered around cycling-related themes or events but it was the interstitial spaces and moments that I remember vividly. Sunsets, sunrises, rain, fog, wind. All of these had a specific scent and sensation. Most of which were captured visually throughout those long summer months.
I carried my Mamiya 7ii with me on every trip, loaded with Portra 400 220 film. It wasn’t until recently that I finally sat and dug through it all, compiling a Gallery of these moments and vignettes. They’re mostly in the correct order, beginning in Portland and traveling down south.
A lot of these spots are well-known, others not so much but they all serve one purpose: to inspire you to travel to the West Coast and see what you’re missing. Pardon the succinct nature of this intro, but there’s not much to say. I’ll let the photos speak for themselves.