Sam Blenkinsop might be in full race mode for the World Cup season, but on a recent trip to Queenstown, style—not speed—was on the forefront of his mind. And does Blenkinsop ever have style. Airing out massive hips and smashing rock gardens, Blenkinsop heaped it on, whip after whip, roost after roost. That isn’t to say he was going slow. Blenkinsop’s pace is still mindnumbingly fast.