My bike so hipstuhh, its too cool for air.

YES! My lights arrived!! One Night Rider mako 200 for the bar, and a Mini Newt 750 for the helmet! lets kick it yall!

Road at cornal beattys tonight, caught up with ma pal Jake, got really cold, saw a few opossum specimens climbin trees, and found out how super awesome 750 lumins is! Like, super awesome. I no longer have to wear my crappy little camping head lamp and crash into stuff cuz it dimly lights the path. No this bad boy is brighter than day yall. I don't even need the extra one on the bars, but it's still very nice.  

Also took some photos of myself for Stacy. No, not those type of photos... He said he wanted to do a blog bio on me and needed some with my bike. So I got creative. At first I was going to do me and some shots of the mountain bike. But then I was like nahww, and brought out my Huffy 3 speed. 

Never thought I would enjoy owning a huffy, but never less, let me introduce you to the great sea pines.. My pride and joy. 

Found by me and adopted from the recyclery, this mighty steed of mine comes with many great safety features, including,

Rusty spots.

faulty welds

and flat tires coming off the bead

My bike is so hipstuhh, its too cool for air.

If you own many bikes like me, and always obsessively compulsively fret over every scratch, nic, spec of dirt, or not to mention the performance of said bikes. Then you know that much time is spent laboring over your precious two wheel companions. I'd say it's nice to finally have a bike that I just don't give a hoot about what happens to it, and also to know that I need not take any care of it. I never have, and never will work on or repair this bike. If someone else would like to pump up the tires and see if they hold air. Be my guest. But these rims have held up to my standards well enough. Ridden down multiple stairs and still true to the eye. 

I would like, in the near future, to race the sea pines. Preferably at a cross race with many spectators. My goal would be to finish the race. And ultimately, beat just one person. Make them feel so foolish for even trying to race their bike, cuz some kid on an 1980's, 45 lb, vintage, flat tired, huffy beat them. I don't usually think this meanly, but I would like to do it. Just once. 

Me on it. found a axe, thought id look hot with it.

Endo!!

More things to be a fixin. Like myself.

Woke up with a sore throat this morning. Reallllyyyy hope I don't get sick before the Cross State Championship Sunday... So in a desperate measure to make sure I don't, I swallowed about 2000mg of Vitamin C and gargled some vinegar. For gods sake. Dont gargle vinegar. No matter what someone says about it working on sore throats... Just don't. 

In other news, my Night Rider lights should arrive through mail delivery today!! More on that when actually delivered.. 

On another note, I went for a cruze through Sherman's woods on Saturday. Ended up getting a little too self confident in the width of my bars. Being a narrow 660mm as they are, I don't understand how I get myself into all this trouble. Anywho, only a second after the time of clipping a tree, all of me and my bicycle was in mid air right at the moment I should be thinking about turning. You know, that thing you do to avoid hitting trees. Yeah anyways its called turning, and you can't do it if none of your wheels are on the ground. Especially the front one. So I was hovering off the ground just a fraction too high, directed towards a rather large congregation of trees. Why they decided to get in my way is beyond me. But I guess they just HAD to hang out there on saturday... geesh nature.

The collision happened rather quickly so I don't exactly remember how I may have looked with my face compressed against that particularly large tree. Or exactly how my bike managed to stay under me, but I tried to calm down and bring some feeling back into my hand as quickly as possible. I wanted to still look halfway decent on my bike as those "noobie guys" I had just passed were about to re pass me... crap.

"Oh hey, yeah I'm fine guys, just a little mishap, haha, thanks!"

*waited 3 seconds, continued to moan.. Okay enough wussin around, I shook it off and examined my bike. Bike is fine to my standards. Second Priority, examine self. Sweet! look what I found!

And then I was all like, "wait, theres nothing sharp around here. What did I cut it on?"

Didn't realize what is was till I got back to the car, and unfortunately it was nothing super BA like a brake rotor, or sharp chainring. It was this fagget little ziptie holding ma cables together... lame.

So file down my zip-ties. Got it.

I also came away with this little dude. Nothing hardcore, just an excuse to put up a picture of my quad since you already seen my calf. 

On an extra other note, remember my sad broken licens plate? That changed this morning!

I dug around for some epoxy for a while, found an old tube and spent like 10 minutes scraping off old glue obstructing the hole of fresh glue. Then I cut up a yogurt lid for a new backing. And glued away!

The epoxy said like 1 minute setup. And a minute had come by like a minute ago and Im not patient.  So I dug around some more and found some tubes of like older than me jb weld. Okay ill give that a shot.

Der I fixed it!

Whalah! Im back in business!  

And then I was like oh yeah I forgot to clean up! And there goes my flat head screwdriver. Forever stuck on a tacobell lid...

That is all.

Bandit Cross, Schwag, and broken stuff.

Headed out to renni for a festive "ride" or really an unsanctioned cross race today. In spirt of working off turkey and such and not participating in the black friday mob of shopping, I went out to the Bandit Cross Race put on by the great Bike Shop Girl. Race was super fun, I think I did well, But in Arleigh's words, "I only care who comes in first, if your second, third, or fourth it doesn't matter." Though I believe I came in fourth..ahem, I mean last...

There was a wide variety or riders, from the super fast cross guys, to mountain bikers, to a man with a child trailer thing...

Whadda boss!

I also got some free Schwaggg. At this age of my life im not quite sure how to use this foreign device some call a flask, though Im sure I can find a purpose for it.

And on the down side of life, as I was going down the short track and decided to get some gnarly "air" off the creekcrossing...

And not many, if any shops carry the right size of double butted, straight pull, silver spokes. So it will be a week or two until I can get a replacement.. In the mean time I'll just put on a crappy wheel from Mr. Jose.

Also, Me in Forttthhhhh, Last...

Photo creds to Stacy.

Oh yeah on the double down side of life, I broke my awesome license plate trying to drill another hole in it for the zip ties... #ohwellsuckforme

Its that time to be thankful!

Good afternoon, and Happy Thanksgiving! Started the day off just right with a little 30 mile cruze around marvin. Great to see so many people out riding this morning. I have to say, riding on holidays is the best. I've dedicated myself to riding on every holiday this year. Just two more to go!

Let me introduce you to my family. Not my immediate family, my adopted dear little children. Stumpy, Cadd, and Jose. They would also like to wish you a happy Thanksgiving. Just look how happy they all are together!

Stumpy was adopted last may of 2011. She has been the best mountain bike ever. Originally 26lbs out of the box, I whiped this little 29 inch brute into shape over the past year. She's currently sub 24, 23.8 on a good day.

Next is the my lovely new Cannondale, only been in the family 5 or so weeks. But she's fit in quite well, Jose is not too happy about her arrival, as hes been a little neglected the past couple weekends. Got some slicks on her this morning for a road ride. But I'll have the knobies back on before tomorrows little race.

Jose, has been a good commuter/beater steed since around February. Though last month we went on a 180 mile tour on the Green Brier River Trail. Perfect trail for a single speed. I thought I might be regretting it but it was really quite the breeze. Not to mention we took 5 days to do it..

Super chill trip, did it with the guys from work. Just check out the falls colors.

Weather was spectacular for 70% of the trip. The other percent? Well yeah.. 

Lets just say the river was hella cold for washing off.

My phone was dead during most the trip, so I dont have photos of this one town we stopped in. But there was no joke, a roadkill cookoff festival... Only in West Virginia Right? And no, I didn't try any. 

Now get off the computer and go work off that Turkey!

My Very First Ever, Not Second or Third, Post By Me.

December is fast approaching, which means I will be done with school for an entire month! I need something to keep me occupied during that period (Besides riding my bike). So I'm starting another bike blog, in hopes to be an ultra cool guy like Dicky, but most likely failing like the amateur I am and entertaining only 3 or 4 people. Of which all peoples will most likely be my friends who feel sorry for my uninteresting blog. Non the less, I think I just might enjoy it.

I have to give credit to Stacy, who also just started a blog (Stacy Please) for giving me the idea to make my own blog. I, by the way, named his blog. Also, Stacy is a man. Also, he is a way better cyclist than Patrick Clapp.

Most don't know these too rivalries, but I have suspicion that this will create quite the rage from my dear friend patty. >.< To tell the truth, Patrick and Stacy are like twins. Oh boy im getting myself into trouble...

Moving on, I started cross racing for the first time three weeks ago. Boy has it been a slew of fun! I haven't had the chance to race in gritty grimy mud and stuff, but the corses have been super gnarly. Wilkesboro's Sewer Fest put on by Pirate Race Productions was the best so far. Or most challenging really. The corse was probably close to 3 kilometers long and swiveled around a bunch of steep pine forrest hills and stuff. (Pics of the Cat 1 race below) Hats off to the heckling crowd too, I especially appreciated the kind words of one fellow quoting, "Nice Sunglasses! TO BAD YOU SUCK!!" Made my day to say the least. But no sarcasm here, thats the atmosphere, and I enjoyed it. I wish people would tell me I suck more, then I might actually ride faster.

Only five races down since I got whooped at my first race, and I can't wait for the CX state championship coming up on Dec 2nd. Probably going to get a crispy remnant of my own skinny heinie handed to me by a few dozen fellow sandbaggers, but it should be exciting. And I'll be able to say I've raced a state championship for once in my life. And when talking to non-biking people, it just might sound impressive. Hopeful my friend Jake won't skip out on this one. I hope your reading this Jake. You better race with me bro.

Also, please enjoy a picture of my sexy, way bad and too nice for a newb like me, cyclocross bicycle.