I don’t consider myself an avid bikepacker. Yet, neither I think nor talk about riding my enduro bike (which I don’t have). Terminology in general has lost meaning for me in the past years in the bike world. I guess at the same time as many of us, I got overwhelmed with all the new kinds of everything, and the speed of development and diversity the market has achieved in such a short time. I tried to back off a little and find a short of safe place from where I can observe it all. And at the same time, the kind of biking I try to practice more is also quite determined by the act of observing.
On November 1st, 2018 I rolled out to cover 1200 miles of the old Butterfield Overland Mail Route from San Francisco to Tucson, AZ. For almost a year prior the headlines had been dominated by news of things happening along America’s southern border. Child Separations. Immigration Caravans. National Guard deployments. On social media channels the rhetoric from all sides, which had already been getting increasingly strident, ramped up to a fever pitch. Normal conversations spiraled completely out of control. I found myself caught up in it all, furious at family members, friends, and strangers alike.
This is the third layout of the Radavist 2020 Calendar, entitled “Shell Ridge” shot with a Olympus Stylus 35mm film camera in Walnut Creek, CA.
“April’s calendar photo features the cover shot from today’s gallery, captured by Bram De Martelaere. See Bram’s full gallery here.”
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Disclaimer: This happened before the Covid-19 outbreak
I am a team manager/photographer for Deluxe, a skateboard company out of SF. It’s always a trip to say it out loud or write it down on paper but I have my dream job. The posters and stickers that adorned my childhood bedroom walls came from the very place that I commute to every morning.
This is the twelfth layout of the 2013 PiNP Calendar, entitled “The Constant Climb”. The camera and location are noted on the bottom left of the document.
We’ve all read the metaphors eluding to the inherent connection of the bicycle and life’s struggles. You’ll find none of that here. This is the last month of the 2013 PiNP Calendar and I think this photo best represents the goal of the site, without even stating anything. Next year, I’ll be making a rather large change and I hope you’ll stick around for the ride!
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Photos by Jack Chev
It’s a long weekend for us here in the States. Well, for most of us anyway. If you’re lucky enough to have time off, seek the sound of gravel, asphalt or trail crunching beneath your tires, as exhibited here by Brian Vernor and Garrett from Strawfoot in Santa Cruz.
I’ve come to really love this climb. It’s short, sweet and pending traffic, isn’t that far from San Francisco. Mt. Diablo can be heaven or hell, depending on the weather. Get on it early enough, as the sun is rising and you’ll be descending just in time for the heat to set in. Get on it later than ten or eleven in the morning and you’re in for a scorcher. After climbing up to the KOM during the ATOC this year (that story is still coming), I told myself I’d make it up every time I visit SF.
The Monday after The Ends photo show, I rallied Lyle and Evan from Mission Workshop and Marc Marino to hit the climb early. It was the first time I had taken the North Gate road and I think we saw three cars total that day, along with only a handful of riders. At the top, “the Devil’s elbow” awaits, a steep ramp up to the ranger station. Once there, we had a Coke, a chat and talked about how we’d head back down. After a roundabout way back to our vehicles, we had totalled around 37 miles and 3,900′ of climbing. Next time I’m taking the trails down!
I have to say, this part of California is very photogenic and these photos came out great. See for yourself in the Gallery.
Tools of the trade:
Yashica T4 / Neopan 400
This is the seventh layout of the 2013 PiNP Calendar, entitled “#SeekTheDevil”. The camera, lens used and location are noted on the bottom left of the document.
Fabled to be the point of creative by local Native American tribes, Mt. Diablo offers the San Francisco Bay Area-riders some much needed elevation to get their blood boiling, literally. This 3,864 feet (1,178 m) mountain is visible from SF, as well as most of northern California and while it’s nothing when compared to the southern California mountain tops, Diablo can deliver some scorching temperatures in the spring and summer months. Try it out on for size next time you’re in SF. #SeekTheDevil.
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You’ve been waiting for the chance to ride. Get out there this weekend…
It’s the sort of tale that is the segue into a horror movie. A few mates take to the ‘Strayan wood to celebrate one of them turning forty years young. They don’t have a support car, one (ok two) of them has a camera and all hell breaks loose. Right? Well, not hardly. No hell broke loose, no hillbillies made us squeal like pigs and no thirty foot crock ate our tour guide.
In fact, we all made it out unscathed, including my film…
Tools of the trade:
Fuji Neopan 400
Last week, I cleaned out one of my old computers and came across a bunch of my old 35mm photos from when I lived in Brooklyn. 99.999999% of it sucks. Hey, I’ll admit that but this one roll of film in particular made me very nostalgic. Call it #ThrowbackThursday or whatever, these were some of my last photos from when I lived in NYC and it make me miss that damn city. Except for the winters…
We’ve had cool mornings here in Austin and the low-lying fog has been an eerie companion on rides. It totally changes the arid landscape. I hope everyone is finding the time to get in base miles.
I recently got a screaming deal on a Contax G2 with the Zeiss 45mm and 28mm lenses. The 45mm is arguably the best piece of glass, ever and the Contax G2 has been hailed as the best rangefinder ever, even beating out the Leica models (so they say).
While some will argue a rangefinder should be MF, I kind of enjoy the AF. Once the camera came in, I headed out into the night to capture some of the vibes on the East Side of Austin. Later, I brought it to Colorado Bend State Park on a day trip with my parents, who were visiting from North Carolina. The results from my first test roll of 3200 Delta black and white resonated through my scanner yesterday.
Check out some wonderful randomness in the Gallery and I can’t wait to shoot more with this camer.
Photo by Terry Barentsen
There are very few photographers who continue to shoot sports like BMX with a Hasselblad and the Full Frame Collective team is one of the best. Check out Cubby’s rail hop for example. Perfect timing! Check out more at Full Frame Collective.
Here’s one for the weekend and yes, I am aware some of you work at bike shops on the weekend, so apologies for rubbing this in every Friday.
Every new bike needs a maiden voyage and last Saturday, that’s what we intended on doing. Ben from Argonaut, Billy and I headed out to Estacada, Oregon for some playtime in Mt. Hood National Forest. I had no idea what to expect other than “we’ll be climbing immediately. And that we did. Before reaching the ranger station at mile 25, we were in a good place. Billy’s sidewall blew out, but a simple dollar bill boot fixed that. Aside from the blow out, mechanical systems were good to go. For the time being.
Around mile 48, I noticed Ben and Billy pulled over immediately (I tend to be at the back a lot on 5-8% grade climbs up mountains). In all his crazy torque, Billy popped a spoke on his drive side, rendering his wheel a wobbly mess. I really wanted to finish the projected 120 mile loop but “no man left behind” is a more pressing mantra. At that point, it was snowing, the roads were wet and we were freezing as we descended at a whopping 14mph, awaiting the imminent threat of an exploded wheel. But alas, we made it to the ranger station, where we left Billy to be picked up by car as Ben and I trudged onward.
In the end, 75 miles and 5,200′ of climbing ain’t bad. Truth be told, it was too beautiful up there to make it a hammer fest, so I’m glad a mechanical merited some time off the bike for photos. We ended up at the Safari Club, a vegan’s nightmare. Why? See for yourself in the gallery. This is one of my favorite Recent Roll posts of all time.
Camera: Yashica T4 with Neopan 400 black and white.
I love shooting 3200 Delta during the day. The grain just adds to the subject. But what I don’t like is when I forget to take the exposed rolls out of my bag before going through the airport’s xray. Whoops. Unfortunately, this was the only photo that survived and it’s a shame because this is a Beautiful Bicycle. Wilis’ Nagasawa built up quite nicely.