Category Archives: randomness
If you don’t want to look at super, über high end collaborations, don’t even bother watching this video because Movado doesn’t dabble in affordable timepieces and Parlee is, in their own right, the equivalent in the cycling world. That said, both the bike and watch looks damn nice. Insane, but yeah, nice.
I do wish that they would have coated some of the components in PVD because that would make this a truly detail-oriented collaboration, rather than putting a sticker on a bike… I’ve always wanted to see what a PVD crankset would look like!
See more at Movado.
I don’t even know what to say anymore… You’ll just have to go to Manual for Speed to find out for yourself. All I know is Krispy Kreme > Dunkin’ Donuts.
My mind is blown. Thanks for sharing, Team Dream Team!
My good friend Benji at Poler’s wife, Nahanni, recently decided to undertake a massive project. Her father ran a treeplanting business on the west coast in British Columbia from 1977 to 1987 called Nahanni Reforestation. At the time, Nahanni was a young girl and she grew up in the woods – not to mention she was born in a teepee. Years later, she discovered all of her father’s negatives and began scanning them.
It’s inspiring to see it all unfold and now, she’s launching a Kickstarter to gain funding for a book.
Today, Sean, Spencer and I rode mountain bikes at some of our favorite local trails but more importantly, we went swimming afterwards. I can’t get enough of this kind of stuff. Swimming holes are the perfect way to end a ride.
This video’s so good.
18 years old,
West Ham supporter and would-be charmer.
He owes money around town and must pay it back.
He tries to make good by selling some stolen bikes.
But his past catches up with him. Joe must pay for his misdemeanours.
Tooth for painful tooth.”
Nicely done fellas!
This is it, the final day of Interbike. My shutter finger is sated for the time being, my feet are sore and It’s been a busy week. I think I’ve hit all the booths I wanted to, along with some requests… Vegas is rad and all, but I’m ready to roll on home to Texas. Thanks to everyone who hung out and chatted this week. It was a pleasure to meet you.
Enjoy the largest gallery to ever grace this site and again, feel free to ask any questions in the comments!
Interbike. The necessary evil of the industry and the culmination of the year’s energy for me. 48 hours ago and we were in the Sequoias, now, we’re in the towering landscapes of Las Vegas, navigating the halls of the convention, seeing new and interesting products and longtime friends.
In an attempt to make my Interbike coverage as easy to digest as possible, I’ll be doing things a little different. Each day, I’ll upload around 80 photos, with the company’s name in the captions. If you have any questions, ask below and I’ll answer.
Keep in mind, these are products I like and do not necessarily represent everything to see at the show. If you’ve seen something elsewhere that’s worth sharing, holler at me on Twitter, Instagram (@JohnProlly) or in the comments!
This time of year, as warm days are fading, timing is crucial for road trips. As Interbike approached, Mission Workshop / Acre had discussed doing a bit of a photo story with Golden Saddle Cyclery, myself and Sean from Team Dream, who would bring his 1970 VW bus along. We’d shoot instant film from the Impossible Project and document the journey.
Like all trips, things don’t adhere to any schedule, or plan, or route. We knew what we wanted to do and ensured we’d get in at least one ride – more on that later. Since the van was going into the Mission / Acre booth, we had to be in town this morning. After a few hiccups, we made it and most importantly, so did the van with all our stuff!
I’ll have photos from us shredding in the Sequoias shortly, but for now, let’s look at some end of summer car camping photos. Road tripping with three of your friends is the best.
… and it was a wild ride. Hopefully, you’ve been following along on the #RadGoldenDream hashtag. Let me settle in a bit with WiFi and I’ll get back to posting.