Hellbound And Pedalling
As promised. Here’s the new CX steed in show-pony mode. The tyres are far dirtier now, and the frame has had a semi-decent coating of grit and mud. After Tassie’s endless wet winter I feel somewhat bad that I’m spending my days secretly hoping for rain.
A random link showed up in the BnC inbox today, which looked a little dubious. Pretty Boy promptly sent through a message re-stating the link, which could either be a seal of approval or a suggestion towards a healthy dose of BnC-style cynicism and heckling. Either way, I went and visited this website and saw what looks like a bunch of Alien and Leader frames built up with custom colours, fancy spoke patterns, painful saddle angles, dubious brake set up and odd rim drillings. There’s a lot of talk about lifestyle and aesthetic and paradigm shifts and other such stuff. It’s difficult to avoid getting a little BSNYC about it all, so instead I think I’ll just open it up to the discerning readers of this fine website and allow you to start flinging the stinky stuff around. Have at it!
Continue reading this post…it has lots of big pictures and I can’t be stuffed resizing them.
‘Tis the season to get muddy. Brendo’s got some new wheels and I’ve just spent the evening building mine. Here’s a sneak peek at all the gears on mine, and the clean lines of Brendo’s. Where’s yours?
The words of BnCs favourite NZud’er, Matty Rayment: “Cooper’s Pale Ale is delicious. Apparently it’s made from angel tears and panda blood*. Who knew?” …we did Matty, we did. For this very reason a Surly Chain Tensioner/Bottle Opener was installed on the rear of the 1×1. Tip of the day? Always have a case of Coopers handy.
(* L-Dub had me under the impression that Coopers was ‘vegan friendly’. Who knew?)
not sure if anyone has seen this before, fucking average.
In my continuing quest to locate a BMX sidehack I came across this site. A wedding on a BMX? Yep, you bet’cha! Adds further stoke to the sidehack fire. So gotta get me one. P’haps an Impakt Bicycles sidehack would fit the bill? Mnnn, sidehack.
Whoa. That was a big weekend and it aint even over yet! In my thrashed and sunburnt state I don’t particularly feel like posting.. but as it was an amazing weekend I think I should at least try and document some of it.
So here’s the wood..
Saturday morning, Mishmash and I loaded 15 BMX’s into the ute and headed down to Mutitjulu to run another B’n’C Community BMX Repair Workshop. As we hadn’t been down there for a few weeks the turnout was huge. I reckon about 40 kids turned up ready for some spanner twirling action. Many kids dragged along other defunct and derelict frames, so we really had our work cut out. A few Rangers from Uluru Kata Tjuta National Park turned up to lend a hand.. This was well appreciated! Worked solidly on the bikes for about four hours and in this time we churned out around 30 functional (mostly brakeless) BMXs. The kids hit the BMX track for an impromptu dirt jam with some HUUUGE air grabbed over the big tabletop (I have some mad pictures of this) before riding off over to Uluru for a swim in the waterhole. Felt pretty good to watch ’em ride off into the scrub. Unfortunately this was the end of all the spare parts and the Mission Australia funding.. so until we either secure another grant or get some coin donated that’s it. 🙁
Saturday arvo myself and a few of the aready mentioned Rangers decided a overnight bikepacking mission to Tapiya was just the ticket.. Perfect opportunity to test out my Epic Designs bags (which performed flawlessly) and flog some inexperianced riders over the soft sand. But it wasn’t to be.. the Rangers all rolled out on 29ers, leaving me the only 26″ rider and mate, do those big wheels make a difference or what?! They bloody kept up with me most of the way! I’ve gotta get me one of those! Anyway, to wasted to write more and given I’m still using 35mm film, you’ll have to wait for the pics. Over and out.
Fugazi: Red Medicine, Jesus Lizard: Boilermaker, Puss, Dancing Naked Ladies Red Fang: Prehistoric Dog, Night Destroyer Blood on the Wall: Mary Susan, The Pixies: Tame, Slint: Good Morning, Captain, The Mars Volta: Day of the Baphomets
Place on repeat, spin and spin until you are throwing up a little bit and your legs are screaming like Mexican villagers in a spaghetti western. Continue reading “Symphonium for turning one’s self inside out”