Biker Down Tucson Style. Because there’s never a right time.
Want to see what the northen part of the AZT is like before the rest of this post starts to suck even worse? Words are here if you’re one of those “readers types.” And to think I was only hours away from attending I overslept. They’re [...]
Beer Thirdy.
Nobody Walks in L.A.
Flakeman’s request – no matter how it happened – came at the last moment and as it happened, it was exactly what the doctor ordered. By noon Friday the Hippy and I were en route to L.A. for a wedding along with a much needed excursion from this form of normalcy. And more importantly, it [...]
Cold and Opressive
Happy Friday. Seems an appropriate day for some videos. Maybe a gallon of ice cream. Tubby time. You know.
The Niner crew looked good in that one. John, Dejay, Tool Shed. Hell. It just doesn’t get anymore better than that. All from 29 pollici. Makes me think it was in Italy. Damn. Makes a brother want [...]
Lets start this off with a little handshake
Time to Bib up. As flo suggests.
Giel has pointed out that this years Giro podium girl’s are running it clean(mnsfw).
Chris D. thinks otherwise about Di Luca too.
Has he pissed in a cup yet?
Dude, if this guy time trials as strong as he is climbing and sprinting then he is doped to the gills again.
How can [...]
friday. rain. i got nothing
Wide Fucking Open
I’ll not be in attendance at this Friday’s summit in Flagstaff as we’re taking the kids to Sea World over the weekend. It will be interesting to see what transpires. I am hoping that cooler heads will prevail and kick ass bike racing will continue to prosper in and around Flagstaff. [...]
Blow it out your proportion
Joe didn’t participate in the sabotage. Read BGR’s point of view here.
The thing that nobody understands is how this situation was simply a spontaneous clash and how insignificant it actually was. The fervor has been impressive nonetheless. How the removal of some tape on ONE corner of the course caused so much death and destruction [...]
Who the fuck is the MBAA?
File this under more lame.
from: gooch
Subject: How’s your Karma?
Now that the local-racing communitee knows who the individuals are, that put so much effort in to derailing the efforts of MBAA holding a local sanctioned race, persons that basically just directed their h8tr-hurt toward people they don’t even know, I would like to ask of them…, [...]
who the f*ck is Santa Fe?
I got this in the email from the mbaa in regards to their event happening up here in Phlag this weekend.
We will need people out on the course to direct traffic on the loops. The course was marked well by MBAA with the help of Linden and her group; however when riding it again on [...]
they got something stir’n in MT
http://singlespeedmt.blogspot.com/
Buy High. Buy now.
Day three in the Giro already. {Petacchi} is stoked. Fuck, already day four and Petacchi bequeaths the Rosa to Di Luca. Basso hides in wait. Nevermind Cavendish. Is that how it went so far? How Italian. Is it appropriate to count out the Texan when he’s only a half minute off in 6th place? Probably [...]
who the fuck is Team Double Cock?
When it comes to the question of “who the fuck is Brob?” it should be noted that he lives the dream up in Moob, UT as a Flagstaff ex-patriot. He gave up the ss bromance for 6 inches of proper freeride front & rear. In his quiet time, he likes to write for the Mountain [...]
it isn’t nice, it isn’t cute, its not about fashion.
Zack.
Miss B.
Shindaggers on Thursday. It was Satisfactory. Slight bruising. De la Garza was up on the mic at one point, I think that’s were it went to eleven. Then they pulled more punk into the rock towards the end of it. I always like that. Persons bounce. Boots stomp. Flip-flops worry. Good times.
Friday I made [...]
Nice. Fucking. Job.
Ride Clean. Tour of the Gila. State 1.
4th — not too shabby.. team rode well…
The Little 500
A little inspiration in the heritage. A little dust. Some flat track’n. My kind a good time.
from: Art
Hey All,
The longest running, largest annual, amateur cycling event in the country just happened. It was Indiana University’s Little 500. Eighty degree weather and a sold out crowd made the parties even bigger. The Cutters, an independent, non-greek [...]
sunday is dope
Super hero check. Don the spandex.
from: Bert O.
subject: Festivus Australius
Fruita Fat Tire festival has had a baby. Now in it’s third year in the shadow of the appropriately named Mt Remarkable in Melrose South Australia.
35kms of prime single track, two pubs, cool bike shop and great coffee, food and even wine for the civilized types. [...]
apply 2-Ply to the Mondanus
Today being the point in every week at which the fog of weekend freedom dissipates in order for TPS’ing to resume, it’s a good day for some vids provide complements of people not me. This has the duel purpose of a.) limiting my awesome bummer effect and 2.) well, lets be straight here, it is [...]
..you smell that? smells like a bike race….
Back by popular demand the requirement that we fulfill some obligation we signed up for years ago but are now regretting, we give you..
(…drum roll..)
The RideClean Arizona State Championship Bicycle Race 2009.
Yes — we are shutting down the streets RIGHT in front of City Hall. Take that mr. mayor… too busy with your ‘job‘ [...]
This is how I roll for Paris Roubaix…
Yeah, this is how we roll at my house for Paris Roubaix. We’ve got some bleu cheese moule-frites with mayo (of course, you think we’re using ketchup? WTF?), and a few bottles of well chilled Chimay White. I’ve got to say, I stepped up to the plate this weekend. Last weekend, it was just frites [...]
PR comments…
Yes, we are on the eve of the Queen of the Classics, and instead of bashing FoxNews some more, I’ll move onto cycling for today (I see that the J-man took up my FoxNews bashing anyway, so I digress).
It’s throwdown time at Paris-Roubaix. Here’s who I’ve got one on my list for possible favorites [...]