BIKE gear editor Ryan Palmer puts the new 2016 Fox 34 FLOAT and DPS Shock to the test on the world-class trails of Rotorua, New Zealand.
Bike shops. They act as metronomes to mountain biking communities. Even in the age of order-whatever-you-need-online, shops maintain an invaluable role. And even in small communities such as Bend, Oregon, there are numerous choices to fill your repair, retail, and social needs.
Video: 13-Year-Old Joey Foresta Shreds The Canyons in the 2014 Canyons Bike Park Video Series Episode #2.
For the next two weeks, 34 bikes will get poked, prodded, ridden hard, and put away wet, dusty and rattled. Then the crew will cuss, discuss, love, hate and debate until the truth behind each bike is sifted to the surface—on camera—in the annual ‘Roundtable Reels’ video debates.
Smith Optics continues it's “Great Days” video series, with this episode featuring unstoppable SMITH women in action, in “Tapping into the Unknown – Mountain Biking in Idaho," where five women venture into the backcountry of Idaho to discover new trails, share stories, laugh and learn that their ideal great day looked a lot like what they had found.
Hans Rey's annual fundraiser in his adopted hometown of Laguna Beach, California, is about as close to a black-tie affair that the mountain-bike industry can muster. And this year, once again, tickets sold out as 180 friends and supporters of the legendary trials and adventure rider came together to help raise $58,000 for Rey's Wheels 4 Life foundation.
In true Trippin' fashion, Sam Flanagan and Mark Scott took their riding a little off the beaten track and checked out some of the amazing spots nearby, as well as visiting the fabled Whistler Bike Park, like Squamish, a natural, loamy trail heaven located 40 minutes down the road.
This issue is devoted to the ruggedly individualistic resolve that has given mountain biking its defining moments. It's a revolt against all the superficial crap that is suffocating us. It's about interesting and often-eccentric people who consistently do whatever they want, regardless of fickle industry trends. It's about punk rock. Never mind the bollocks—here's Bike magazine.
I am bent over the handlebars, slowly churning the pedals along on pan-flat gravel. Just over a mile away, dancing in the haze, shimmering like a mirage on the horizon, is my home. The tingling begins in my fingers, a sure sign that I am about to physically implode.