Like a spiral, moving ever further from its point of origin, any long-term Portland mountain biker will slowly but surely find themselves looking for trails further and further from home; you can only ride Hood River, Oakridge, and Bend so many times before you begin to crave a different vista, a bigger climb, a longer descent. In this spirit, I performed an internet search and learned about Angel’s Landing in far North Central Washington. I enlisted David and Dan, and waited patiently as the stars, meteors, and fork stanchions aligned and we hit the road on a Friday after work.
Continue reading “Angel’s Staircase MTB Ride – Methow Valley WA – August 13 2016”
With classic reggae spilling out of David’s newly-installed sound system, we drove past the packed parking lot of riders getting ready for the Silver Star Prison Break. We were running late and made it there 5 minutes before the start. Luckily, we pulled in right behind Sean (Corey) and Paul (Valentine), and we all quickly made plans to ride together. While we were still getting ready, the main group started riding and we were left playing catch-up/riding on our own terms. Lara and Marayah were also getting a late start and the six of us set off together. The roads were quiet and the air still had that familiar damp, morning chill which mixes perfectly with anticipation. Continue reading “Making Shadows at the Silver Star Prison Break”
A few members of the team drove some cars, then hopped on a ferry, and then arrived in beautiful Victoria, BC. The details from that point are hazy, but we know that there were singlespeeds, pampdrank, literal alley cats, exotic potato chips, snow barriers, and cheating (so much cheating). Continue reading “SSCXWC Victoria Photos”
This past week I was given the go ahead to try to start riding. I’m comfortable on the hoods but any bump feels terrible. Still not ready to race cyclocross so that means more time taking photos.
This week at Blind Date, Brian defended his jersey, David got third at the end of a great battle with Beardsley, and Shawn got 2nd in his B race.
No longer benefitting from Donnie’s organization and the promotional backing of Velodirt et al, this year’s edition of the storied Oregon Stampede was a lightly-attended affair. You basically had to remember that it was happening and on which day. Lucky for us, four Ruckus Test Teammates did. We lined up alongside nine other men and women at 7 a.m. in the Deschutes State Recreation Area parking lot.
With no leader to tell us otherwise, we split down the middle in our opinions about which direction to go. Rather than come to a consensus, everyone agreed it would be more comical to ride in opposite directions and “high-five in the middle.”
Continue reading “Great Deviations: The Ruckus Test Team rides the 2015 Oregon Stampede”
I enjoy bike racing. Since I can’t be out there myself, I’ve enjoyed watching my teammates and friends riding in circles.
Last night Starla and Coach came away with wins and the rest of the team raced really well.
Currently on the sidelines, I went to the Portland Trophy Cup race last night and took some photos of our two teammates, Friends Of Ruckus, and whoever else was in focus. David came in a very relaxed 3rd while Tyler looked great on his new drop bar setup.
By all accounts The Tour of Unknown Coast route is supposed to be difficult. Hard. Epic. Rapha. Hubris had us making plans directly after the ride, you know, grabbing an early dinner, going for a walk etc. We’ll get a nice breakfast and just hammer it out. How hard could it be?
Continue reading “Tour Of Unknown Coast, maybe the hard(er) way.”
The road above Timberline Lodge.
Prep for the High Cascades meant hours spent on the bike with the Freakonomics podcast keeping me distracted. And that’s how I got here.
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