As they say in Russian, “Nobody’s home!” (They are crazy!). Check out this Russian mall downhill race.
Unless you’re new, have been living under a rock, or just plain believe that the study of history—any history—is a waste of time, mountain-bike legend Marla Streb needs little introduction. She wears the body art of a Single-Speed World Champ (twice), is a multiple-time U.S. National Champion, has stood on the top step of the World Cup podium, graced the cover of Outside magazine and, as she hones in on five decades of being alive, she’s still looking forward to racing season—she’s just not going to be going at it every weekend.
The Taipei International Cycle Show is about more than handshakes and the ritual exchange of business cards. It's also about zombie metal and breastfeeding.
Our trip went down in early February in beautiful Nelson, New Zealand, and the surrounding areas of the Nelson Tasman district. We planned a little backcountry adventure with a few of my friends on our Juliana bikes. We rode sick tracks, and ended big days with beers & delicious food. Perfection. Bliss. After a few days of NZ backcountry at its best, we were exhausted, exhilarated and knackered. And, we were content. Happy, satisfied, and loving our lives.
After spending serious time on the new Yeti SB-75 during our Bible of Bike Tests , we were divided over how it stacks up against its 'Super Bike' siblings.
A good knee or elbow guard review really could be as simple as, “they work, they’re comfortable and they haven’t fallen apart – done.” In that respect, my first impression is that Race Face nailed it with the Ambush knee and Indy Elbow guards.
We're jealous of Santiago, Chile for having trails like this on the city's outskirts, and jealous of Clementz for riding them faster and smoother than we ever could. Do the wheels on his Cannondale Jekyll look slightly larger than 26, but smaller than 29?
The Intense Carbine 29 certainly evoked some intense feelings from the testers who put this impeccably equipped 29er through its paces in Sedona, Arizona.
When you murder something, you damn well intend to put out its lights. You’ve mulled it over in your mind. You’ve considered your weapon, your approach. You mean it and then some. So, yeah, I murdered the rhododendron bush and made my kid cry: it was the bush or my bike, and it was never even close.
A Dozen years ago, Bike’s photo editor David Reddick, his blushing new bride Michelle, and myself spent a few weeks traveling around New Zealand in a middlin’ Winnebago scale RV. It was a great trip, aided on one hand by the convenience of driving around in a house, and also marred somewhat by that very same thing. On that trip, I realized that my irrational lifelong hatred of RVs wasn’t that irrational at all, and that they do, in fact, totally suck.
Between The Eyes: Jordan Manley’s #dailywalk from 2FLAT on Vimeo. Between The Eyes is an ongoing series of short videos that attempt to explore and communicate the fascinating stories behind photographers and their craft. This isn’t a how-to or a discussion of techniques, but rather it’s a look at the personality and thought that goes […]
Although we’ve never piloted a monster truck, the feeling can’t be far off from riding the TF01 29. It’ll jump a set of 20 cars no problem, but making that turn at the end of the run can prove difficult. I felt invincible aboard the BMC until I needed it to change directions, at which point I felt, well, slightly less so.
During a two-hour period of the BC Bike Race last year, I repaired seven chains, making two bikes single-speeds, fixed a broken shifter and a shoe, and evacuated a pneumothorax. I was working for the race as an Ambassador/Bike Patrol so needless to say I put a lot of emphasis on the tools I carried with me. In fact I have always put a lot of emphasis on the tools I carry. For example, I’ve always carried a full size shop quality chain tool, however, the Lezyne V10 has me possibly rethinking that decision.
Cullinan’s incredible worlds-winning run is the stuff of legend. It happened five years before Philippe Kahn decided to connect a digital camera to a cell phone and broadcast the birth of his daughter, so the course was absolutely void of iPhone-toting spectators documenting every angle and second of the event on Instagram and Facebook and Twitter and YouTube and Vimeo. And the Red Bull Media House wasn’t even a faint glimmer in an entrepreneur’s eye back then. So, Cully’s rainbow-winning performance is much more mysterious and under-documented than, say, Danny Hart’s astonishing Champery ride in 2011. It was, nevertheless, something extra special.
Our crew was completely divided on Santa Cruz's flagship DH machine. With back to back World Championship pedigree, and an equally impressive price tag, the biggest debate was on value. Be sure to pay attention when the testers mention fit, as this bike runs on the small side.
XX1, SRAM’s dedicated single ring 11-speed drivetrain debuted at Crankworx 2012 and it has proven to be a smart, rider-focused drivetrain solution that has captured the attention of a lot of mountain bikers, despite its high cost. Last summer SRAM announced X01, a slightly less expensive 1 x 11 group. It's expected that the technology will eventually trickle down to lower price points, allowing it to become attainable for even more riders, but we'll have to wait a bit longer for that. The February SRAM camp in Queenstown, New Zealand was all about downhill.
If one happens to be a regular bike racer, entering a bike race or two while on vacation is probably a fine and dandy way to explore the familiar competitive milieu in an exotic setting. If, however, one has thrown 12 years worth of soil on top of the grave of one’s competitive aspirations, then stomped that soil down good and hard, entering a cross country race in the heat of a Nelson summer at the bottom of the world is probably not the smartest idea.
This was one of the more controversial bikes we tested. On one hand you have a brilliant carbon chassis and on the other hand you have an inhibiting component spec and a love-it or-hate-it automated rear suspension.
I’m not hell bent on breaking myself. I’d love a season without slings and crutches, but I’ve also found that when I go long periods without a wreck, it’s not because I’ve hit some new plateau of awesomeness. It’s usually because I’ve stopped taking risks. I’ve stopped pushing myself. And, invariably, I’m not having nearly as much fun on the bike.