Photo by Jacob Rader
I’ve been meaning to post this photo of Lauren and I that Jacob took a few weeks back in Austin. He really captured that magical moment of riding around town with your lady.
Oh and that #LightBro!
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Photo by Jacob Rader
I’ve been meaning to post this photo of Lauren and I that Jacob took a few weeks back in Austin. He really captured that magical moment of riding around town with your lady.
Oh and that #LightBro!
Photos by Martin Gilluck
I love receiving emails from Martin at e r t z u i ° film. Especially when their subject begins with “If we ever have a chance to meet in person… I’d want it to be in Russia. Riding our bikes. In the middle of nowhere.” That’s exactly where Martin spent some time recently with his bike, a Ricoh 500G and an Olympus 35mm. Check out his photos from Kiew to Wolgograd at the e r t z u i ° Flickr.
If #NatureIsMetal, then Gibraltar is a barrage of blast beats. This iconic climb is located in Santa Barbara, California. Just the word, Gibraltar, carries a certain mystique. As a cyclist, there are a few climbs that carry connotations of pain. For me, I think of Diablo, Cloud Burst and Gibralter.
Depending on how you start, you can climb from sea level to 3,600′ in just 12 miles. The road itself, up to the summit is about 7 miles. What makes Gibralter so magnificent though is the weather. One minute, you’re riding in the scorching morning sun and the next, a weather system will move over the crest and down the roads, creating an eerie and really fuckin’ metal vignette.
A group of us during the ATOC got in a quick ride before rushing to the start at Santa Barbara’s stage. We climbed fast and because of the ominous fog, took the descent slowly. The whole time I was descending, I felt like I was entering some lost world… It was brutally epic! See for yourself in the Gallery!
Tools of the trade:
Yashica T4 / Pro 400H
The past few days, I’ve been down in North Carolina, visiting my family. This morning, we left to head up to Vermont for that JDRF ride. My brother is heading in from Maryland and will accompany my mom and me on the ride… It’s an 18 hour drive, so expect updates tonight or tomorrow afternoon.
Thanks for being understanding! It’s the summer and that means road trips and family time.
Sometimes, good coffee is more than enough motivation to do a quick ride through Golden Gate Park in SF. If you don’t have time for the San Bruno loop, there’s a quicker way. The first time I made it out to Trouble Coffee was with Chas, back in May when I was in town for the ATOC. This time, the sandwich board spoke its words of wisdom with one simple phrase: Live to Shred. We rolled back through the park, bumped into Marc and swung by the De Young museum, one of my all-time favorite HdM projects.
I can’t say I shredded much riding home, filled with toast and coffee but it did make for some excellent photos of the #lightbro through GGP… See more in the gallery!
San Francisco has many great coffee shops but one in particular has become sort of a tradition in the past few times I’ve visited the city. Trouble Coffee is by no means a local’s secret, but it’s worth the jaunt over if you have the time. Especially if you can meander a bit, say, up San Bruno.
Chas took me on a great 28 mile loop around SF one of the last days I was in town. We started in the Mission, headed south up San Bruno, took a dead-end but scenic road and then headed west to Trouble coffee before splitting GGP on the way home. All in all, it was a great little ride and it goes to show that you really can get in a lot of climbing (2,000′) on an easy ride like this.
Check out the route on my Strava and maybe give it a try yourself. See more shots from the road (and dirt) in the Gallery!
Get out and ride. Soak in the sun. Seek the sound and most of all, have fun while you’re doing it. Forget about the numbers and just ride.
Cheers!
Tools of the trade:
Yashica T4
Neopan 400
Photos by Jeremy Dunn
Clint Culpepper organizes plenty of races (top photo) and Jeremy’s write up of the Portland Design Works Omnium at The Athletic documents this successful event through the eyes, the lens and the words of someone who hasn’t been to a track race in years. There were hot dogs, rad track bikes, root beer kegs and cash payouts! Check out more at The Athletic!
When I travel, I always have a camera on me and lately, it’s been a toss up between the Mamiya and the Leica. The only time I really carry my digital camera with me is if I am going to shoot a bike, or a shop, but in general, all my travel photos have been film. Which creates an overflow of randomness from each city I visit. Most of which don’t merit a post just by themselves. See some narrated photos of faces and places in the Gallery! Hey, if I don’t post them, they’ll sit on my hoard drive…
I love spaces like this, especially from someone who rides bikes. Artistic artifacts, scrawl, illustrations, bike components and just stuff, plastered all over the walls. Can anyone guess who’s “Dude Room” this is?
Tools of the trade:
Leica M7 / Zeiss 28mm t*
Neopan 400
If you enjoy riding up and down ranges in the ‘wood, or tearing down fire roads, then Santa Cruz is heaven. There’s even great road riding but this trip, we stuck to the trails. USCSC has a ton of trails on its campus, all of which cross, zig zag, ascend and descend around neighboring systems. When I initially headed down from SF with Brian Vernor, my cross bike was in the car, which would have been a fine vehicle for the day but I made a few phone calls and ended up demo’ing an Ibis Ripley instead. Let’s just say the day was probably a lot more enjoyable (hopefully I’ll be able to review that bike extensively in the future).
Garrett from Strawfoot, Vernor and I did a series of loops, ranging from relatively technical, loose and sandy descents to wide-open, no fucks given blast-fests down through Wilder. None of us had a Garmin on our bikes, so I have no idea how long we were out there, or how far we traveled, but my legs told me around 30 ish miles and in trails, that’s a long afternoon, especially when Santa Cruz was spiking into the 90’s and no, that’s not a reference to the vernacular style of the town.
Santa Cruz was heaven for those few hours and people often ask why I don’t shoot photos of the more technical, beautiful singletrack when I ride MTB. It’s because we’re going too fast and no one wants to stop! Except when someone wrecks…
On my last night in SF, I hopped up to the top of the biggest hill I could find and waited for the fog to envelop Sutro as the sun was setting like it so often does. I shot a few 35mm and medium format photos, but these were my favorite. I really do love that city.
See more below!
My extended family grows every time I visit San Francisco. They’re always there to party, ride and pause for photos (usually I actually have to chase them for photos). The day I got into SF during my last stay, I met up with a group of fit fellas for a little road and a lotta dirt, right over the Golden Gate Bridge. Hawk Hill is the staple ride for many cyclists in SF. There are trails, singletrack and roads literally snaking all the way up to the top. Most of us were on cross bikes and a few were on road bikes. We all had fun, regardless! Check out more photos in the Gallery.
Tools of the trade:
Yashica T4
Fuji Pro400h
It’s a long weekend for us here in the States. Well, for most of us anyway. If you’re lucky enough to have time off, seek the sound of gravel, asphalt or trail crunching beneath your tires, as exhibited here by Brian Vernor and Garrett from Strawfoot in Santa Cruz.
Photo by John Daniel Reiss
This year, at the Quake City Rumble Mountain Lion, JDR was out and about shooting post-race portraits. Head over to his Flickr to see more!
This is Levi Gold, Benny Gold‘s French bulldog. He’s kind of a big deal to the internet and he knows how to lay on the puppy points when there’s a track bike around… While I finish cataloging all my film from my trip to SF, you can stare into his big sappy eyes as he basks in the sunny spot at the Benny Gold warehouse.
I’ve come to really love this climb. It’s short, sweet and pending traffic, isn’t that far from San Francisco. Mt. Diablo can be heaven or hell, depending on the weather. Get on it early enough, as the sun is rising and you’ll be descending just in time for the heat to set in. Get on it later than ten or eleven in the morning and you’re in for a scorcher. After climbing up to the KOM during the ATOC this year (that story is still coming), I told myself I’d make it up every time I visit SF.
The Monday after The Ends photo show, I rallied Lyle and Evan from Mission Workshop and Marc Marino to hit the climb early. It was the first time I had taken the North Gate road and I think we saw three cars total that day, along with only a handful of riders. At the top, “the Devil’s elbow” awaits, a steep ramp up to the ranger station. Once there, we had a Coke, a chat and talked about how we’d head back down. After a roundabout way back to our vehicles, we had totalled around 37 miles and 3,900′ of climbing. Next time I’m taking the trails down!
I have to say, this part of California is very photogenic and these photos came out great. See for yourself in the Gallery.
Tools of the trade:
Yashica T4 / Neopan 400
This is the seventh layout of the 2013 PiNP Calendar, entitled “#SeekTheDevil”. The camera, lens used and location are noted on the bottom left of the document.
Fabled to be the point of creative by local Native American tribes, Mt. Diablo offers the San Francisco Bay Area-riders some much needed elevation to get their blood boiling, literally. This 3,864 feet (1,178 m) mountain is visible from SF, as well as most of northern California and while it’s nothing when compared to the southern California mountain tops, Diablo can deliver some scorching temperatures in the spring and summer months. Try it out on for size next time you’re in SF. #SeekTheDevil.
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