Wake up and Smell the Jesus
bent ass fork
“When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark,
When work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having,
Just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road,
Without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.”
-Arthur Conan Doyle
my buddy can footjam whip his fixed gear. its an old windsor the hour that can barspin a 700c wheel
btw learning this will also help you, if do don't know already, how to do reverse circles. trackstanding in all 4 will get you used to balancing yourself in reverse. here's a short clip of me
i just kept practicing and that's how it came out, i didn't really know there was a right or wrong, which i guess there isn't. maybe i'll post a video of my freak trackstands...
some from last fall's polo game..
Fate is the Hunter
What are they doing? Why do they come here? Some kind of instinct. Memory, of what they used to do. This was an important place in their lives.
My buddy Mark on a deathtrap I put together for him [that's what friends are for right?]
No brakes, no retention.
“There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.”
And he's riding with his eyes closed!!!