We all woke up feeling crispy the day after Jaoa Danaikrit’s Birthday. That being said we decided to keep it mellow and spend the day at the arcade. Ground Kontrol is one of our local watering holes and is an endless source of entertainment. Afterwards we decided to take the long way home and go for a quick jaunt through “Forest Park” to show Devon and Anthony some of the other things the great state of Oregon has to offer. I think we bit off more than we could chew when both Jaoa and I started to bonk halfway along the trail. Never the less, we all made it home in one piece. Just in time to BBQ before the sun went down. It was really amazing to have all the homies in town at the same time, and I already miss having Jaoa around the house. We’ll have to get the band back together more often. Until next time.
Starting things off with a bang. It’s finally feeling like Summer here in the Pacific North West and people in Portland are beginning to come out of hibernation. I met up with a bunch of the dudes at the Chrome Industries PDX HUB and went for a chill ride on the East side of town. After riding to Sellwood and back we came across and spent some time riding this fun little kicker. Dig through the post and check out photos of everyone catching some righteous hangtime.
Fast Forward to later that night. I’m riding home, throw a skid, and tabletop it straight to my left side. I bounced back up, hopped on my bike and immediately knew something was wrong. I made it the rest of the way home, went to the doctor the next day and discovered I broke my clavicle. After a week and a half of doing nothing I made my way to the operating table where they set me up with a sweet new metal plate with a few screws (see photo at the bottom of this post). It’s been almost two weeks since surgery and nearly a month since the initial accident, but things are finally starting to look up. I hope to be back on my bike in the next couple weeks and look forward to rolling with the pack again. Until then enjoy these and many posts to come while I get back up to speed.
Can it be Summer again already. We’re barely even into winter and I’m already missing the warm weather in Portland. It was so nice while it lasted. Ramon Antonio invited a bunch of the homies from California to come ride with us up here. This is day 3 of their trip. By this point I had shifted my focus from photo to shooting video and capturing long lens second angles. That being said, I did shoot a bunch of stills of everyone jumping this parking lot bank.
I’m not sure what Miguel Zendejas is eating for breakfast, but it’s working. He has tailwhips unlike anybody else in fixed gear right now. Must have signed his name in blood on some ancient scroll to achieve such talent and skill on two wheels. Johnathan Ball is another one of those dudes who always surprises you with how deep is bag of tricks can be. He’s like felix the cat the way he pulls things out of thin air. I’ll shut up now, photos > words.
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It’s the final countdown. With only hours left until we rang in the new year, Ramon Antonio III and I grabbed our track bikes and went for a cold jaunt around the neighborhood. After a while of roaming around, we stumbled across this open junk yard stacked full of pallets. We hung out and spent probably 20 minutes there shooting Ramon’s bike. There’s nothing better than exploring new places and riding without a destination.
It’s been awhile since Ramon had a fully functioning track build. We’ve been riding FGFS for so long we almost forgot how easy it is to pedal something with 28c tires and full leg extension. His Leader 721-TR looks hard with the flat black everything. Ninja mode at night. Check out more photos below. (more…)
First things first, everyone follow @SLAMDUNKERNIE. Glad we got that outta the way. There’s a couple things that I never leave the house without, and this bag is one of them. Not only does it fit my entire life, it holds one of the most important pieces of it. Ernie. The Warsaw 2.0 from Chrome Industries has more pockets than you’d ever know what to do with, as well as a couple hidden stash pockets. Very important. It’s my go to travel bag, and fits overhead as a carry on. Even more important. Whether it’s 3 months, or 3 hours this bag is there through it all.
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See ya never 2017. Yesterday the sun came out, the ice melted and the roads dried off. So Devin Tolman, Ramon Antonio & I grabbed our wheels and hit the streets hard. Apparently seeing the sun this time of year is a real rarity. I still don’t believe it yet. In my mind the sun is shining everyday. It’s just hidden beneath a thick layer of clouds is all.
I’ve harshed Portland for not being a real city since we got here. But everyday, little by little, I’m starting to see it. Especially in these photos of us riding around it’s downtown. I’m so used to shooting in direct sunlight, that it’s nice to be somewhere where it both looks and feels brick out.
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Halloween at Burnside pops off. I heard it was going to be a riot, but I wasn’t sure what to expect. Then I went, and now I know. People were punching each other in the face, losing teeth, shredding the park, getting trashed, having laughs and having a good old fashioned rager beneath the bridge. I’m pretty sure everybody went home with a scab that night. It was heaven. Looks like I have a new holiday ritual.
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Yesterday I linked up with Dustin Klein and went on what I’ll describe as the wildest ride I’ve ever been on. We rode further. Climbed higher. I even wore a bib. Let’s just say it was a day packed full of firsts. Dustin was kind enough to set me up with THIS Ritchy mountain bike for the ride as well as water. Which I didn’t bring. Again, first timer over here.
We crossed over the St. Johns bridge and into the fog. DK lead the charge and pointed out the sights, narrating me through all the important details along the way. It’s always great having somebody local show you the hidden gems around town. I expected the scenery to be pretty amazing moving up to Portland but I never imagined it would look like this. The falling leaves and visual changing of the seasons is something we don’t have back home, and that Portland fully delivers on.
All in all, my “Strava” said we rode 62.7 Miles with 5,581 ft of climbing. Granted that factors in the Sandwich and fries I grabbed afterwards, but still. I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t a lot for me, but I’m glad I had someone like Dustin around to hand down some pro tips. We’ll have to do more rides like this.
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Do you think you’re better off alone? If so, come ‘talk to me’. Alice Deejay’s hit single Better Off Alone was the anthem to our weekend. But isn’t it always. Riding is always better with a squad. I guess it’s the strength in numbers mentality that comes along with it. On Saturday we gathered together some of the best FGFS riders the West Coast has to offer, and met up to ride around our new found home in Portland.
We packed our bags, loaded bikes into the Re-Rack Van and headed to University of Portland to kick start our day. After dodging campus security for a few hours, we got what we needed, pushed our luck a little too far, and decided to head downtown for a change of scenery. Jimmy Watcha sealed the deal, and drove the final nail into the coffin with one of the heaviest lines I’ve ever seen. The sun was setting and the day was pretty much over after that. Always finish on a strong note
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Friday the 13th may be a day of superstition for some, but to us it’s something to look forward to. Whether it’s cheap tattoos of black cats, or in our case afternoon sessions spent dodging rain drops and wishing for breaks in the rain. Either way it always feels like a good day to roll the dice and take some chances.
This weekend was a special occasion. The homies Andy Sparks, Gus Molina, and Jimmy Watcha drove up from the Bay Area to ride for the week. Friday was the first chance we had where the rain wasn’t completely shutting down the day. Jimmy caught some big airs on the River City Cycles banks while it was coming down. I’m surprised he never slipped out because of how wet it was. Gus Molina summoned some spirits underground as we attempted to seek shelter and ride uninterrupted. When the day was up, we all cracked cans by the river and looked forward to what tomorrow would bring.
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