I’ve been borrowing a fatbike off a friend for the last couple weeks and had a fun time riding the sand dunes near Pacific City. Then I realized my friend Kenji was getting really good at his drone video work and asked him to join me on a day at the beach. I climbed and descended the dunes a few times, then just rode around and he flew around me the whole time. It came out better than I imagined, but I hope to do it again in the spring after I’ve ridden those dunes a bunch more and figured out the right lines, tire pressures, etc.
More drone videos are available on Dronescape.tv too. What I’d like about Matt’s dune ride is there were no big-air ramps, no energy drinks, just a couple cyclists doing what they love.
Music: MDK, Shinespark.
German tourists at Seacrest Park
After an errand for more beekeeping supplies at Home Depot and asking Santa Yoda career advice, we rode around Alki Beach. Stopped at a bike shop to adjust a derailer, and watched kayakers paddle around Elliott Bay. Then stopped for lunch at Marination at Seacrest park. That was part of our #2daysinseattle with folding bikes. The visual story was shared on G+.
Remains of the Day
The recent closing of Elliott Bay Bicycles is a bellwether for the larger concerns facing retailers throughout the sport. EBB had been around for decades, had attracted not just the best in mechanics, but was the home to one of the Pacific Northwest’s best-respected frame builders, Bill Davidson.
Also from 07, see Mark V’s popular post about the bro deal and the customers that asked him for it.
Hi. Thanks for coming into my shop and taking part of the consumer experience. Your disposable income is the sole source of our meager profit margins that support the shop’s overhead and indirectly my income.
Fat on the beach
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The huge four and five inch tires rolled effortlessly down the street. I jumped off a curb, I darted through traffic, I popped a wheelie. However much this bike tipped the scales, it felt like any random 20lb hardtail mountain bike, and it was wickedly maneuverable, which surprised me even more. I fell instantly in love with this giant overgrown BMX bike underneath me.
A while ago, when I wrote about Fat Bikes, my take wasn’t quite that enthusiastic. I didn’t ride on the beach though, but in the snow.
A cold Winter’s Bone out there on a Fat Bike
The rest of the issue includes
- In a West End Town
- Sandwich, Where We Rode Together
- Stutter Bumps
- Bro’d Out? Sure, But that Was Good Fun