Monday, January 30, 2012

Tim gettin' busy...



Danny Pate got this one of me lining up for the Killer Bee notch...


Sue took this one of me hitting a drop...

We have had some heavy days on the bike this week so we opted to take it easy today. We took a leasurely spin getting lost on the Secret Trails, saved on Crucifixion Wash and weird at the Devil's Kitchen. Yesterday consisted of a big group riding Tomahawk, Killer Bee, Damifino, and Hangover. Been hanging and riding with some good folks since we rolled into town. Everyone here knows the van and knows that a good time is sure to be had when it pulls up. Heidi from Moab, was asking how many of us there are. Collin's reply was "Up to 12 and no fewer than 4," which is pretty on point seeing as folks come and go on the daily. Burner and Skinny were here for 5 days. I havent seen Burner since we did the hut trip in '05 I think it was. Skinny even longer. We are right around halfway through our adventure and I have already made my way through 15 rolls of film. At some point I am going to have to re-up. Here are a few point and shoot images to give an idea of what we have been up to.

On approach...


Woke up and this was hanging in the living room. Bad omen?


Trail filter...


Sue on Ledge'n'Airy...



Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Monday, January 23, 2012

Update

So much has happened in the past week. On the drive out Collin got a call from Nick Pence saying he just passed us on I-40 going the otherway before we landed in Flagstaff where we spent the night and went to a friend's engagement party. The past couple days have been good. I earned the felted Bruce Lee Tee shirt a few days back, got the tour of the big new stuff that feeds into the old big stuff ala Damifino to Hangover. Tommahawk is about as steep and tech as it gets. Steep, steep roll-ins. Scary steep, tight switchbacks. A proper DH trail where bike control and skill win out over just letting the bike do the work for you. Would love to hit it again, knowing what I am getting into and also shoot some photos along the way. This is about as good as it gets. Wake up late, work on the bikes, ride your guts out on top notch trail with good peeps until the sunsets and then back to the house for food and hangouts then pass out early. Riding with different folks on the daily and seeing familiar faces on the trail is super cool. Its a small demographic of cyclists that come to Sedona for extended periods of time. After a week here, I am feeling the effects of pinning it on the daily. Tired legs and arms, as well as an increase in fitness. Three weeks to go and much trail to be ridden. Not shooting much with the pocket rocket so images will have to wait.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

We took our time getting moving today and missed the heli-shoot, but that doesnt mean we didnt have fun with helicopters. Here the fun police lets loose...


We didn't have much direction on what to ride, so we thought we just start off with Highline and take it from there. Highline was the next step in our acclimation toward gnarlier terrain. Traction was great and there many slick rock playgrounds to get things spicy. From there we headed out to ride Sketch, Ridge, and Bandit before making taco Tuesday here for lunch. 3 blocks and back on trail riding Broken Arrow and back out to the Point, heading back Llama. A solid 6 hours on the bike.




















Monday, January 16, 2012

Today we did some grocery shopping and got in a good ride on the Shades then onto Chicken Point and then out on the Hogs. A good warm up to the gnarly stuff. May get in on a helicopter photo shoot in the AM tomorrow.

This is the begining of our commuter route. It doesnt get any better than out-the-door-riding.




And so it begins...

Any of you who have spoken to me in the past couple of months know that I am spending a month in desert with nothing to do but focus on riding, taking pics and in a nutshell, just living the life. We arrived at out home for the month yesterday afternoon in time for a nice ride on Slim Shady and Made in the Shade. We ran into our friend Zack out on the trails who used to run the Red Agave, but just hooked up a gig with the public schools teaching and running the bike program. The night before, we threw down in Flagstaff and met some great folks there for an angaugement party. We hung at the house, had some good food, before heading to the bowling alley and then off to the this cowboy bar called the Museum Club. Good times!

Ruby warmed up to and we spent countless hours spooning in the back of the van watching the sunset and rise the next morning...


The wringer...



Home, sweet home...


Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Top 11 of 2011

Eleven of my favs (in no particular order) from the year for one reason or another. I think its safe to say that my camera of choice for the year was the BBF due to many of my top images came from it.














Tuesday, January 3, 2012

I have been negligent, very much so, as I havent updated the blog in several, dare I say, weeks? I have been one very long bender. Actually, the holiday season gets hectic at the work place, and that coupled with the fact my internet connection has been out. And by out I mean the person I had been poaching from is either away on vacation or they have wised up to me stealing their bandwidth. Normally, I would just go to the coffee shop and do my business, but seeing as I am obstaining from coffee drinking for the time being, it is one again the blog that suffers. To be completely honest, I don’t think anything that I have been up to recently would be of interest to most of my readers so I will spare you the gorey details.

I was able to fanagle my way out of work today to get in a big ride on Great North Mountain (?), my first ride since my last post, as well as round things out for a five day weekend! I made my way out toward Wardensville and watched the sun rise over the western slope of the Massentutten ridge. Oh how I have missed the beauty of the early morning. We were gonna meet at P13 near the bottom of Little Stony but when I pulled in I only saw a kid going for a ride with his dad so I went down to the next lot and ran into Harlan and then Matt driving up. Turns out that kid and his dad were actually Dillon and Ian who were supposed to be riding with us so I turned back and we pulled in. Something like 20 people showed up and none of which were slouches. Some were of the fitness/racer variety and the All-mountain riding leveled the playing field nicely. This was going to be my maiden voyage on the new ride as well as the first time I have been on a dual suspension bike in 4 years. It took a while to get the bugs worked out and I paid dearly on the climbs but the payoff was ripping descents in a fashion that had been lond since forgotten. Plowing through gnarly rocks and having the confidence to pull some big moves such as riding down from the outlook on Half Moon. One dab and one slow motion over the bars moment, but it all came back. At some point later in the day a renegade rock flew up from my front whell and broke my inner derailleur cage which got worse as the day progressed but I was able to make it back to the car, more or less incident free. I was happy to be able to pick Pat’s brain a bit about how the Rockburn skills park became a reality and how to go about selling the idea of one here in DC. As the newly appointed Maryland/ DC at- large representative for MORE, that is one of the things I am focusing on. I have been slack as there as well, having many irons in the fire over the holidays and things will probably continue that way until mid-feb as I will demonstrating my most notable trick of all in a couple weeks: the disappearing act when I ghost out to Sedona for a month. Oh yeah! It was great to ride with some folks I normally just see at races such as Harlan Price from Philly, a strong presence of Cupcakes from Gettysburg, Zack from Blacksburg and of course some of the usual suspects from Harrisonburg. Plenty of chunky rocks to make the forearms cramp and slow, technical climbing to make even the fittest of folks’ lungs burn. This was also the first time trying out the 2x10 set up, and all day I was wishing I had my granny gear. I am happy to report that I have got a triple crank set on order. Other things I have to get used to is the super low bottom bracket as I had more than my fair share of pedal strikes, but the possibility of a longer fork will take care of all of that mess.


How I have missed early mornings in the mountains...




Matt has been riding really well this year...



Map check. Notice Harlan's worm vein. Less stress in the new year my friend...



Self portarit.

With the temporary bad aid of a 9 speed XT rear derailleur, Saturday brought a morning ride at the Watershed where I was to meet up with some cats from NOVA. In typical NOVA fashion, I was left sitting at the Shed waiting for over an hour before they changed the meet up spot and neglected to tell me so. I pedaled around solo for a bit before calling it a day with a couple of burned bridges more rear derailleur issues, most likely due to the 9 speed XT der which is temporarily replacing the 10 speed unit. Did I mention I miss my granny ring? Funny, I remember in the late ‘80s bike with only 2 rings up front being called “city bikes.” Pretty much where I feel a 29er with the 2X10 set up belongs. I would like to think I am not the only one, but on the other hand, I might just be weak. Anyway, Monday will bring a triple up front, new XT rear derailleur and a hand full or hangers and an order placed on a bigger fork which I will hopefully have in hand by the time I leave for AZ. The end.