It's been a while but it still is always Stevie Wonder time. It was such a nice day out one gearing that this song came to mind. So why not a live version. I didn't sound this good belting it out, thankfully the cows in the field didn't seem to mind.
Pink is Rad
In what will be a continuation from a previous post I am forced to proclaim Zdenek Stybar's continuing radness.
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| I have no idea who to credit this picture to but will do so if informed. |
World champion kit in pure white, pink bike, getting air.
Stybar and Pauwels were who I am picking for the weekend. Stybar jumped clear with this one. Go Czechoslovakia!
A day in the life of PK
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| The Ripper |
This video always reminds me of Perry Kramer. Perry is the PK of PK Ripper, and he is still a bad ass. riding racing and usually outselling his brethren at Giant. If you don't know the awesomeness that is PK I am sorry for you.
Just watch this and you will have a glimpse into how it probably is for a day in the life of PK.
Snow in Chinese
Yes it finally snowed in my neck of the woods. People are freaking out buying Bread, eggs, and milk. What is it about snow that makes people want French Toast.
(you may want to just go to 1:40 or risk having this rattling around in your head)
If people are going to freak out over all of this white stuff they should probably learn how to pronounce it correctly.
Hope that clears everything up.
YEAH TOAST!
(you may want to just go to 1:40 or risk having this rattling around in your head)
If people are going to freak out over all of this white stuff they should probably learn how to pronounce it correctly.
Hope that clears everything up.
YEAH TOAST!
I Rode Bake Oven
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| This has nothing to do with anything written here but.... it is a Christmas tree made of Pink Flamingo's and tinsel. |
Last weekend (two weekends ago now) I got to ride with some people I have been wanting to ride with for quite a while. Truth is I have a standing invitation but somehow I am always too "busy".
Glad I "made" time. The Emmaus crew does it right.
We rode 70ish miles many on dirt roads and a beer/burger stop 15 miles from the end. A great way to take advantage of a 50+ degree day in January.
Followed Taylor down the descent. He threw down a sweet Johnny T one legged drift around a turn.
Last stop before the end.
It was a good day.
Not quite like this, but kinda, but not really
Glad I "made" time. The Emmaus crew does it right.
We rode 70ish miles many on dirt roads and a beer/burger stop 15 miles from the end. A great way to take advantage of a 50+ degree day in January.
Dave had the second flat of the day. He is in the background fixing it while we discuss the theory of relativity.
Back on the road. Dave was soon to say goodbye and then there would be four.
It was cool to see that all four bikes were from small builders. We had an Independent Fabrication (Plunkett), a Crumpton (Beth), A Burley (Taylor), and an HH (Me). Long live independent frame builders.
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| Did I mention it was gravel? |
We climbed a gravel road called Bake Oven. It was longish for our area, and a good steady climb. I was last up and many thanks to the crew for not making me feel like a...
I wasn't joking they were waiting for me at the top.
Gravel goodness.
It was a good day.
Not quite like this, but kinda, but not really
Adios 11 Hola 12
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| Riding in the golf cart lane. (see below) |
As the Fatmarc said this time of year is a slow time for bloggage. Probably because people are too busy living life and enjoying it.
I fall into that category. Christmas was different this year and different in a good way. I got to spend my time with a bunch of great women, some unicorns and my bicycle. How could a middle aged suburban guy want more? I guess winning Mega Millions would have been the only other thing that would have completed the picture.
Since I am not feeling overly wordy I will let the pictures do the talking.
It was a very Unicorn Christmas.
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| There were unicorn ornaments |
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| A painting on the wall in Harry Potter world |
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| And of course a unicorn pillow pet. (he stares at me) |
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| Don't forget the unicorns from Despicable Me |
Spent the last week of the year on vacation in Florida visiting Ma and Pa in old folk's ville.
It started like this...
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| Got a fisheye lens for my phone for Christmas. |
The P's live in a golf cart community. It is pretty trippy. You can live your entire life doing everything by golf cart. You can go to the market, to Home Depot, the grocery, the bowling alley, and yes the doctor's office as well.
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| Lots of golf carts makes for lots of places to ride. I had a good time passing people in golf carts. |
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| If I get a golf cart I want it to look like an old car |
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| Only problem is buying a cart that looks like an old car is expensive. This used one was going for $13K. |
It was a good time. We even celebrated with a Flamingo tree.
Let's have a good 2012 and ride LOT'S
Shufflin
When I last posted bicycle rambling's on this site I was speaking of Austin Texas. I have had a few people ask if Austin really could be technical. Kerry was kind enough to forward video proof of said technical.
Now I am pre loading excuses here.
1. Donovan almost cleans this section by riding straight up it
2. Donovan knows the trails
3. Donovan is on a 5 inch travel suspension bike
4. I am on a borrowed bike (Which is so rad I still may fly to Austin and liberate it from Donovan's garage)
5. I do not know the trail's
6. My pedal tension was to loose
7. I just plain didn't make it
Maybe I should have ridden it instead of bouncing around like a dope. Jeff Lenosky would be more ashamed to admit he knows me than he already is.
I spent far to much time off of the mountain bike this year. That is videographic evidence. I am changing that with the addition of this beauty to my stable.
Yes it has big wheels and yes I am short. Also yes the saddle is haggard looking but it is white, well worn in, and fit's my Beyonce bootie just right.
So far so good. I do believe that this is re-awakening my love affair with the Wissahickon. Looking forward to chasing Travis and Fat Marc around on this in an attempt at getting quicker.
Who want's to ride?
The hectic pace of life and the fast approaching Holiday's may have your head spinning. If so; know that at least Santa has got it under control.
That song and many different versions of it are complete ear worm's that work their way into your skull and stay in there like that creepy bug you always hear stories about. Now you can add this visualization to the "Funky" beat. You are welcome.
If I can shuffle like that when I'm his age I will. I already have his sense of style and sock matching nailed. I will just never be able to grow that sweet beard.
Go Ride!
Now I am pre loading excuses here.
1. Donovan almost cleans this section by riding straight up it
2. Donovan knows the trails
3. Donovan is on a 5 inch travel suspension bike
4. I am on a borrowed bike (Which is so rad I still may fly to Austin and liberate it from Donovan's garage)
5. I do not know the trail's
6. My pedal tension was to loose
7. I just plain didn't make it
Maybe I should have ridden it instead of bouncing around like a dope. Jeff Lenosky would be more ashamed to admit he knows me than he already is.
I spent far to much time off of the mountain bike this year. That is videographic evidence. I am changing that with the addition of this beauty to my stable.
Yes it has big wheels and yes I am short. Also yes the saddle is haggard looking but it is white, well worn in, and fit's my Beyonce bootie just right.
So far so good. I do believe that this is re-awakening my love affair with the Wissahickon. Looking forward to chasing Travis and Fat Marc around on this in an attempt at getting quicker.
Who want's to ride?
The hectic pace of life and the fast approaching Holiday's may have your head spinning. If so; know that at least Santa has got it under control.
That song and many different versions of it are complete ear worm's that work their way into your skull and stay in there like that creepy bug you always hear stories about. Now you can add this visualization to the "Funky" beat. You are welcome.
If I can shuffle like that when I'm his age I will. I already have his sense of style and sock matching nailed. I will just never be able to grow that sweet beard.
Go Ride!
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