Winter On My Mind

Dave Nelson hooked me up with the following video. It's super appropriate, given the drastic change in weather we've had since yesterday.

I promise I'm not becoming one of those blogs that just runs around posting other people's uploads and content, but I would be remiss if I didn't put this out there and at least give you the freedom to look at it - it's that good.  I know it's 15 minutes long and that we all have a lot to do and need to limit how much time we spend on the i-webs, but if you watch 30 seconds, you'll watch it all. It's that good. I know, I said that already. But it is. You won't be sorry. Okay, I'll just shut up now.


IditaTour: Part two. from LaceMine29.com on Vimeo.

1.) Danny MacAskill; & 2.) The Wheelie King

I was turned on to Danny MacAskill's latest video by Vik over at the Lazy Rando Blog. I guess what sets this video apart from some of his others, for me, is getting the chance to hear him talk a bit about what he does. Jeez, the dude seems so understated and down to earth.  He rides with such confidence and makes it look so easy and I guess to hear him say that "...you think you're gonna sorta come off at any second..." is just fascinating to me.

 

And then there's another fascinating dude that blipped across my radar this morning. It was a piece in the paper and of course it jumped out because it had the word "bike" in it, but the radness of the story wasn't immediately apparent to me.  Seems though, that I couldn't get the thought out of my head all day, and the ruminations have kind of whipped my imagination into a frenzy about how fast this guy must have been going and what the the whole scene must have felt and looked like, from a spectator's point of view.

Photo credit: katu.com

Read the story here.

I guess what really put things in perspective was that I was out on my fatbike tonight, and I was goofing around with the simple act of just pulling a wheelie and I am so lame.  In my imagination it's all so easy, but damn, actually making it happen is a bitch. And they make the exponentially harder stuff look routine. Amazing. Hat's off, gentlemen.

Wha??

33? As in one degree away from frozen water? Don't believe me? Check it out for yourself. Holy krap.

Pumping. Fatly.

Let's see . . . I have a backyard pump track. And I have a fatbike. Hmmm.

You knew this was coming, sooner or later.

Friday

I told you I was done with the days-of-the-week thing. Guess I lied. Friday is fry-day. San Diego was rough. If anyone deserves some comfort food, it would be me.

Business Trips

Oy, they can be so brutal.

Only because this is a bike blog, and it's my duty.

I wish I could ignore a bike every once in a while, it's a curse.

Sunset On The Bluff

Umm, yeah, a bit of photoshopping going on here, just goofing around. Lots of red/orange/yellows in the sky to play with, on these evenings of late.