FMB SSC Sprints 32 cotton casingsI just put in an order for some new Ksyrium tubulars from Brain at JRA cycles. Need to unload a few wheelsets...so I have 2 sets I am looking to sell both built by Molly Cameron at the Veloshopin Oregon. Both wheelsets are campy 9/10 speed and only have one season on them...Wheelset #1 $400Mavic reflex rimsCampy Record hubsdt revo spokes blackFMB sprint tubular tires 32mmChallenge Fango 32sWheelset #2 $400Mavic reflex rimsCampy Record hubsdt revo spokes blackChallenge Fango tubular tires 32mmBoth wheelsets are in great shape. Both glue jobs are in great shape and ready to roll...if you have any questions fire me an email at velocb@mac.com
Monday, July 27, 2009
Wheels 4 Sale
Thursday, July 23, 2009
The slippery slope
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Black Mass for Masters Bs
Sunday, July 12, 2009
6 Hours of Pats Peak
Graham and the ramp of doom!!! What a day. So much learned and experienced. I've said it before but I'll say it again I have the coolest team mates on the planet. Graham rode like a Viking god....single speed rigid and he was flying. The solo guys yikes...no way I could do that. Every lap I would keep hearing "where's Rosey?" They missed you Scott as did we....Kerry once again gave much sage advice to us neophyte wannabe mtn bikers, I didn't know you could hurt your toes this bad but god do they hurt...The squadra is going to have such an incredible cross season. After this much pain in 6-hrs 45 minutes in the red will seem like a cake walk...Saw lots of old friends, met some new ones lots of Fohu incredible...
Friday, July 3, 2009
The Sons (Fathers) of Anarchy
Warning: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned- Tyler.
I "met" Tyler Durden about a year ago. A totally chance meeting. I was picking up pizzas and happened to be wearing a Chris King T-shirt. One thing the east coast does is Pizza. It is everywhere. And local "townie" pizza joints are to suburbanites what pubs or coffee houses are to cool urban hipsters. A townie in full sox regalia kind of grumbled from a booth "hey do you ride mtn bikes 'cause Artie is a real strong mtn biker." Now you have to be real careful with these exchanges in new england. Especially when you don't know anyone in the establishment and wether this is good old masshole heckling or an actual attempt at human interaction. I assumed the best and said yeah I mtn bike a bit. Well that got things rollin' Artie the proprietor of said pizza joint got pretty interested. He kind of spoke to me in a hush tone like he was letting me in on a secret (and he was in spades). "we've been building trails" he tells me. Really? Yeah they are kind of sweet he responds. Do you know the initiation/passage you'd have to go through to get a surfer to tell you about a secret surf spot they discovered? They'd cut off a limb before they let you in on it. Freeriders want to share what they've built/discovered. We exchanged phone #s and played a year long phone tag marathon. It never panned out for some many reasons. Then yesterday I got the call...it was on for Friday the 3rd. Then I received this:Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.-Tyler
