It’s been real fun! Thanks to Giro for showing me the #SantaCruzEffect, all the participants for the camaraderie and all the frame builders I got to hang out with. Oh and Paul, keep on rocking man!
For almost ten years, Prolly is Not Probably has been one man’s voice. One person’s take on the ever-expanding world of cycling. Over the past few years, I’ve really struggled with the identity of the site. It may not be evident to you, the readership, but I’ve been conflicted for a long time.
When I finally chose to rename and rebrand PiNP, I had to come up with a name that I felt fit the tone, content and projection of where I saw cycling going for myself, as well as the readership. It needed a color and a mascot, or spirit animal that had to still look metal (right?)
Unlike the first day of the SRAM Trail House media event, today I opted for a 35mm point and shoot in a hip bag, instead of my 5D in a hydration pack. That means, no photos just yet, but because I’m never without camera, I did get a few photos of food and landscapes – people like that right? No bike photos today!
We’re about to head out to hit Porcupine, a Moab favorite and I can’t wait. As always, more to come…
When you shoot a lot of film, you end with a few frames left over from time to time. Some of these photos are from my AWOL ride, others from MTB trails in Austin and a few randoms. None really mean much together but as individual frames, they tell their own story. Check out narrated photos in the Gallery!
While I was at Specialized HQ a few weeks ago, I got a quick tour around their facilities. Amidst all the top secret products and prototypes, I was allowed to shoot a few photos at the model shop and in their new wind tunnel. For me, seeing products developed by hand, rather than on the computer, was paramount. I really miss making models in architecture and there’s something conceptual, yet tactile about the process and end product.
In a perfect world, I would have liked to see the process of modeling products and then testing them in the wind tunnel, rather than posting fragments, but so it goes!
These photos will just end up on my hoard drive if I don’t post them, so check out a few more below!
Look, I know this situation with Café Roubaix and Specialized has been on everyone’s social network radars at some point over the weekend. While people have supplied their opinions, I tried to rationalize my take on the whole debacle. You see, I really hate reading about corporate bullies throwing their weight around. How can you even claim that you own the name of a commune in northern France?
I’m banging my head against the wall here. Mostly because I actually respect what some of Specialized does. While it’s not all for me, they’re an American company that has been around for decades, employing people who love to ride bikes and have put out some rather interesting design projects over the years. That said, their corporate assholish attitude really bums me out. Here’s a summary of what they’re doing to Café Roubaix:
“A Canadian veteran of the Afghanistan war who operates a tiny bicycle shop in Cochrane is being forced to change his store’s name after being threatened with a lawsuit by one of the giants of the U.S. bike industry.
Dan Richter, owner of Cafe Roubaix Bicycle Studio, located above the famous Mackay’s Ice Cream in Cochrane, says he received a letter from the lawyers of big bicycle maker Specialized several months ago, demanding he change the store’s name because the company owns the trademark on the word Roubaix, which they use to market a brand of road bike.”
So I want to know. What gives, Specialized? Are you like the small-minded bully who walks around beating up nerds? Look, they’re even wearing red.
Nature is so metal…
While you’re reading this, I’m most likely sleeping, recovering from a long day trip down to the Great Ocean Road in Victoria, Australia. Hey, driving all day really takes it out of ya. Apologies for the slow weekend, it’s my last few days in Melbourne and I’m trying to squeeze in some riding time. I’ll catch up on Monday with more Photosets…
For now, check out more photos at my Flickr and get out on your bike today!
I’ve been spending time with Lauren, walking around Melbourne these past two days and on our way to dinner last night, I saw these logos on an old storefront glass. They were hand-drawn on the backside as well. I’m guessing it was an old bike shop?
Until I start photographing bikes and shops, I’ll be uploading the non-cycling side of this trip to my Flickr, so follow along there!
It’s the end of Summer. That means my busiest time of year is finally over. After finally combing through all my random film scans, I’ve pulled together a big photoset filled with shots from all over the globe. From Zurich to Columbus, there are some gems in this one. See for yourself in the Gallery!
Tools of the trade:
Yashica T4 / Leica M7 28mm / Neopan 400
Architecture is in my blood. It’s in my eye, in my shutter finger and for the most part, mandates how I look at the world, including cycling. Life happens in elevation (not the climbing kind) and part of the reason I enjoy traveling overseas so much is seeing how serious people take presentation… Most recently, the architectural detailing of the booths at Eurobike.
I couldn’t help it. A majority of the bikes were either “WTF” or “What. the. fuck.” – I found it all incredibly disconnected from the US market in a lot of ways, which isn’t necessarily bad – but it made me hard to relate to the European market. Seriously, who the fuck wants an e-MTB? And that’s just one of the many moments I had over the past week.
One of the saving graces I encountered, amongst the bad marketing, body painting, weight weenie talk and general disconnect from “the ride” was the abundance of architectural detailing in the booths. While the European industry may not relate to me so much through their cycling language, I admired the attention to detail for a very ephemeral event. Hell, I seriously think more thought went into the booths than into the bicycle design!
Check out a few shots I snapped while navigating through the madness in he Gallery!