Northstar Mountain Bike Park to open June 20th!
The Mountain Bike Park opens June 20th, with a special welcome-to-summer price of $10. Come enjoy the trails, vistas, fresh air, events and more. Life really does begin at 8,000 feet. For details, visit http://www.skinorthstar.com/summer/bike.html
Friday, May 09, 2003
Thursday, May 08, 2003
Another Bullit in the crowd!
Joe is picking up a sweet 01' Bullit from the MTBR Classifieds! It's the very cool Trans Blue color, with a Z1 Freeride QR20, Hayes brakes etc. Pretty well dialed. It's gonna be set up similar to mine, more of an all around freeride/trail bike, but throw on the fat tires and it's a fully capable Northstar rig!
Joe is picking up a sweet 01' Bullit from the MTBR Classifieds! It's the very cool Trans Blue color, with a Z1 Freeride QR20, Hayes brakes etc. Pretty well dialed. It's gonna be set up similar to mine, more of an all around freeride/trail bike, but throw on the fat tires and it's a fully capable Northstar rig!
Wednesday, May 07, 2003
Stupid, Stupid, Stupid
An extra size glass of stupid for me, hold the ice, just straight stupid.
Or maybe a little bad luck garnish too as it wasn't all my fault. Not quite, Layne's bucket of duh but I'm getting there.
I was heading to the store yesterday to pick up groceries for dinner, took my cruiser as I wasn't looking for speed, just an easy pedal. Nothing serious, nothing dangerous but, if you knew me, I can make danger out of thin air. Like a super power or something.
So, as I'm cruising along, I see a nub, an asphalt bump in the road that looked about perfect to tee up a jump off of. And that was totally cool, no worries, I dyno'ed off the bump and got some nice air. Only problem is that no one told my front wheel when the jump was over and it was time to get back down to business, namely rolling on the ground and controlling my direction.
Instead, it just kept going up and up and up. Until it reached that moment of "Oh Fuck!" and I went airborne again, this time as I slammed into the ground from the bike over rotating below me. I know how to fall and had my head tucked in tight to my chest to avoid cracking it open on the ground. Not so for my elbow or my butt air bags. I landed elbow first and then lower back into butt. Now, a hundred and seventy some off pounds of me landing elbow first on the asphalt doesn't sound like much fun and it really, really wasn't.
After I'd gotten my breath back a bit and let a passerby know that I was alright. I slowly made my way back home, only a block or two away.
Damage was worse than I'd first thought. My elbow had, well, it had split from the impact. Not a huge gash but enough to cause us to weigh a trip to the emergency room. And lots of leaking and stiffness and pain. And a bed with blood stains on it. And an amazingly fabulous fiance who doted upon me and made sure I was as good as I could be. So today, I'm Mr. Gimpy. No bikes for now and I'm curious as to how my motorcycle will work with the banged up arm. And wishing my Scirocco was road worthy right now but its not so I'm just going to have to deal.
Hell, at least I can still type. And, strangely, I seem to be typing with less mistakes than normal, go figure.
I also need to post about work. Had an interesting IM chat with a co-worker last night after work and came to some conclusions about my current position with the company and where my future may lie. And if that's not blogworthy than I just don't know what is.
But I've gotta go and clean my arm up for a new dressing. And yeah, I did snap a picture of it last night.
An extra size glass of stupid for me, hold the ice, just straight stupid.
Or maybe a little bad luck garnish too as it wasn't all my fault. Not quite, Layne's bucket of duh but I'm getting there.
I was heading to the store yesterday to pick up groceries for dinner, took my cruiser as I wasn't looking for speed, just an easy pedal. Nothing serious, nothing dangerous but, if you knew me, I can make danger out of thin air. Like a super power or something.
So, as I'm cruising along, I see a nub, an asphalt bump in the road that looked about perfect to tee up a jump off of. And that was totally cool, no worries, I dyno'ed off the bump and got some nice air. Only problem is that no one told my front wheel when the jump was over and it was time to get back down to business, namely rolling on the ground and controlling my direction.
Instead, it just kept going up and up and up. Until it reached that moment of "Oh Fuck!" and I went airborne again, this time as I slammed into the ground from the bike over rotating below me. I know how to fall and had my head tucked in tight to my chest to avoid cracking it open on the ground. Not so for my elbow or my butt air bags. I landed elbow first and then lower back into butt. Now, a hundred and seventy some off pounds of me landing elbow first on the asphalt doesn't sound like much fun and it really, really wasn't.
After I'd gotten my breath back a bit and let a passerby know that I was alright. I slowly made my way back home, only a block or two away.
Damage was worse than I'd first thought. My elbow had, well, it had split from the impact. Not a huge gash but enough to cause us to weigh a trip to the emergency room. And lots of leaking and stiffness and pain. And a bed with blood stains on it. And an amazingly fabulous fiance who doted upon me and made sure I was as good as I could be. So today, I'm Mr. Gimpy. No bikes for now and I'm curious as to how my motorcycle will work with the banged up arm. And wishing my Scirocco was road worthy right now but its not so I'm just going to have to deal.
Hell, at least I can still type. And, strangely, I seem to be typing with less mistakes than normal, go figure.
I also need to post about work. Had an interesting IM chat with a co-worker last night after work and came to some conclusions about my current position with the company and where my future may lie. And if that's not blogworthy than I just don't know what is.
But I've gotta go and clean my arm up for a new dressing. And yeah, I did snap a picture of it last night.
Tuesday, May 06, 2003
How To Tell Your Bike's Cool
I was on my way into work this morning on my Szazbo (with the new Race Face bars on it thankyouverymuch) and had to make a quick stop to drop off a check to the cable folks. As I was getting back in the saddle and pedaling away, one of the ladies who was just getting in to work remarked to me, "That's a great looking bike." And I got to smile the rest of the way in after telling her, "Yeah, I like it alot too."
It was just a cool way to start the day.
And I hit the curb jump cleanly as well. Next step, gotta do the stairs outside my office for one of my co-workers who doesn't believe that the bike can do it. And maybe that I can't either. And maybe I can't. We'll see.
Also, I just found out that we may have an "in" at Fox Racing! Not sure if anything could pan out from it but hey, work that network as best you can!
One bit of bad news, though not personally bad, just bad in the grand scheme of biker events. I came across an accident between a bicycle and a big Harley cruiser just on the other side of the Soquel bridge to downtown. It looked like the cyclist came out of nowhere and got tagged hard by the motorcycle. No helmet equals he bashed his head on the ground pretty good and was bleeding but not in any real danger from that. It looked like he might have sustained a concussion but there were already people around helping out and the cops were on their way so I kept on keeping on. But it did serve as a reminder to be careful out on the streets. And to maybe wear my helmet more often on the streets.
I was on my way into work this morning on my Szazbo (with the new Race Face bars on it thankyouverymuch) and had to make a quick stop to drop off a check to the cable folks. As I was getting back in the saddle and pedaling away, one of the ladies who was just getting in to work remarked to me, "That's a great looking bike." And I got to smile the rest of the way in after telling her, "Yeah, I like it alot too."
It was just a cool way to start the day.
And I hit the curb jump cleanly as well. Next step, gotta do the stairs outside my office for one of my co-workers who doesn't believe that the bike can do it. And maybe that I can't either. And maybe I can't. We'll see.
Also, I just found out that we may have an "in" at Fox Racing! Not sure if anything could pan out from it but hey, work that network as best you can!
One bit of bad news, though not personally bad, just bad in the grand scheme of biker events. I came across an accident between a bicycle and a big Harley cruiser just on the other side of the Soquel bridge to downtown. It looked like the cyclist came out of nowhere and got tagged hard by the motorcycle. No helmet equals he bashed his head on the ground pretty good and was bleeding but not in any real danger from that. It looked like he might have sustained a concussion but there were already people around helping out and the cops were on their way so I kept on keeping on. But it did serve as a reminder to be careful out on the streets. And to maybe wear my helmet more often on the streets.
Friday, May 02, 2003
I think we already have enough "May Flowers" lined up.....
When will it ever end? And why do the weekends always have to be filled with liquid.....? I'm ready for Spring any time now Mother Nature! I have a feeling though it's gonna be one of those years where we go from Winter right into Summer. Yep, look at the temperature differential from this coming Saturday to next Friday, 20 degrees HOTTER! Ball Sweat will definitely be in the house, saying farewell to Chilly Nutsack!
When will it ever end? And why do the weekends always have to be filled with liquid.....? I'm ready for Spring any time now Mother Nature! I have a feeling though it's gonna be one of those years where we go from Winter right into Summer. Yep, look at the temperature differential from this coming Saturday to next Friday, 20 degrees HOTTER! Ball Sweat will definitely be in the house, saying farewell to Chilly Nutsack!
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