This is a new way to look at dirt jumping. Usually jumps have been confined to the trees or the outskirts of town away from the eye and frown of the general public. The Dirty Thirty boys act as the jump’s watchdogs, maintaining both the peace and the lips.
It might be like complaining about having too much good coffee, but we’ve had way too much good mountain biking this winter. Global warming, or whatever, has blessed the North Country with open trails through the bulk of the months in which riding is normally off the docket.
Post a good crash photo, take home $377 worth of Mavic wheels.
While you might argue with the selection, we guarantee you this: there’s not a single, boring jaunt in the lot. Every one of these trails is the stuff of legend.
I have never been to any event, that matched the display of competitiveness, raw energy and prevalence of the, “let it all hang out,” mentality of the 2006 Gathering.
I’m staring at the thermometer outside my window. I can only read the Celsius side. It says –6. Jesus.
If you can not deal with these chicanes, this mud, and this ice, the course yells at you on your first lap, you better find yourself another sport.
100-plus downhillers in a mass-start, balls-out race. What could be better? How about a crazy, French translation of the story!
Not content to simply promote the hucking off of cliffs, Red Bull is now promoting a downhill race on one of America's steepest stretches of asphalt.
The last big gear report from the Vegas tradeshow, circa 2005. New stuff from Moots, Giro, Pedros, Park and Spinner.
New products from Marin, Fox Racin Shox, Marzocchi, and Kryptonite
RaceFace road cranks? A cool touring bike? More interesting items from the `05 show in Vegas.
SRAM reveals its road group, Salsa waves the "steel is real" flag, Hayes shows up with seven inches.
RockShox and Kona both walked into Vegas with radically revamped lines. Check it out.