Tuesday, June 25, 2013

This is Whislter!

This is Whislter! What an amazing place, right now we are in summer and max is 19 degrees with the tips of the mountain’s still snow capped. There are still some hardcore dedicated guys skiing, but must be a mission to hike to the tops to only ski for 30mins down.
This town is definitely for the 6 inch and above travel bike for man and women. It is the downhill capital of the world, the hub of all hubs if you can cut the double black diamond runs. For us XC riders we feel totally inferior riding our Rocky Mountain 4 inch XC race machines around, but not feeling entirely out of place as at least are genuine Canadian bikes and we are definitely putting the RM Elements through there paces over the past few days! Can say that riding a 4” XC bike over some of this terrain has been the most challenging and confronting riding I have ever done and then multiple that by 3 for Carrie.
Yesterday I rode with one of the local Squamish hotshots Dwayne Kress who clearly can ride a bike like very few. It’s was pissing with rain so made good practice for the race to come, but certainly didn’t help with pre-race week tapering! Although I was part to blame as rode at 175 beats up an irresistible climb to “Credit line” which was a super techy downhill and found myself all over the shop including down the edge of the cliff.
So today the plan was to cruise with Carrie and try ride some of the trails around Whistler that the BC race will ride on the last day 7. So we set out in a light drizzle, and found some fun singletrack with lots of wooden structures, which was a good challenge for Carrie. Then we headed up a climb to the top of golf course to be chased down by golf cart telling us we can’t ride here, but he did point us to a sweet trail and off went on 3 hrs of the most technical trail riding ever (up Yummy Nummy to Comfortable Num). We only covered 16km in those 3hrs, which is a first in my books, I was loving life and Carrie well wasn’t. So was really 3hrs of relationship building as Carries confidence grew. The rock drop offs and structures are all amazing, and all ridable as long as you commit 100%. I only had one serious moment when I went back to show Carrie how to ride this one double bridge over a boulder to another bridge and rode off the second bridge into a tree, and that brought a pinnacle of realization of O’shit this could end badly! But the tree had lots of spring in it and didn’t break my bars or bones- so all good.
All up a wicked trail riding experience for the two of us, but can’t help but fantasize about spending a winter here as well as can only imagine how insane these crazy steep mountains are covered in snow, as we experiencing the exhilaration just from the summer activities. Back into the RV camper which we calling home as is bigger and better than our 1 bedder apartment on the Northern beaches for a warm shower and massage. Also managing to park in sweet locations and as of yet not had to pay! We loving it at the moment and life is good!

Monday, June 24, 2013

Vancouver to Squamish trail delight

Cananda, Squamish
After a few internal USA flights which we got hit up $100 each leg for excess baggage, we touched down in Vancouver, Canada. We picked up our new house on wheels from the airport, a 24ft sick ass campervan. On exiting the airport I miss judged the height of the boom gates and got stuck under the gate and ripped off a light, a great start!
We headed 1:30hr North of Vancouver to the small town of Squamish. The town is a sesspit for adventure sports people. From mind boggling cliffs for climbers, high vert peaks for base jumpers, snow fed canyons for kayakers and some of the most technical and aggressive mountain bike tracks I have ever ridden, this place rocks! 90% of all vehicles have bike racks and the other 10% are towing snow mobiles and motorcross bikes.
Squamish mountain bike tracks are made up of some serious riding from flowy groomed berms to rocks, roots and mud patches the riding keeps you engaged at all times. I have been trying to ride some of the tracks that the BC race touches on day 6, and can confirm that I suck hard. Well the good thing is that there is heaps of climbing, we have been ridng 30-40km’s per day and you spend 80% of your time switch backing up the side of a 25% gradient to bomb down one of the 100 or so single track downhills (just need to avoid the 20ft drop off’s or huge structure’s that have a 10ft gap to clear). Its no mystery why we haven’t come across many other riders on XC bikes and just surrounded by guys on fat travel all mountain and downhill bikes. 40kms also taking a comparable time frame to my usual 100kms, as has proven fairly easy to get lost and stopping to pull out map and consult the Magellan GPS every other trail crossing and intersection really pushes out the time! Not to worry though as staying light here until nearly 10pm which so far we’ve made it back before dark and not run into any bears or mountain lions!
We had awesome weather the first couple days but now just to add some spice, today it is pissing with rain non-stop and no doubt going to make those roots and rocks a little more challenging and energy sapping. I used to think this race would suit me, now that I am here and riding some of the most techie trails in the world, I will be happy just to finish with no injuries as the trails beg you to go harder and faster than you know is good for you and befor you know it you have hit a wet root fishtailing into a tree. Next stop Whislter to suss out what they have to offer!

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

British Columba - Vancouver: 7 day stage race

Everyone has a bucket list! Just mine seems to be a lot longer than how much time the average human lives for on this earth, all the places I want to go experience and cool things I want to do just doesn’t seem to all fit into one lifespan. BUT, I am going to tick off one big box in a 2 weeks I will be racing the “BC RACE”. Which has to be on every mountain bikers bucket list! Described as the “Ultimate singletrack experience” across some of the most epic mountainous scenery. It’s a 7 day mountain bike stage race from Victoria to Whistler, British Columbia, Canada and just to get an entry into this race is like obtaining a Willy wonker ticket and comes at price which most sane people would not pay to endure pain and joy for 7 days.
Facts on race: Approx. 420 kilometres total Over 7000 meters of altitude gained and lost (25 000 feet) 70% Singletrack Average time riding per day 4-6 hours 21 Countries represented 500 participants
However Carrie and myself count ourselves so lucky to be in a position to get to travel and ride some of the best and most technically challenging trails the world has to offer. I will be racing Solo (flying the Magellan and Rocky Mountain flag and not riding a Zebra outfit unfortunately!)and will have the best race support in the world, the seasoned race veteran, 3 x womens podium finisher, newly accredited massage therapist and my beloved partner Carrie. Over the past year Magellan GPS has allowed me to attend and race the best races in Australia and New Zealand from MTB,road,multi-sport to tough mudder, although it’s work, it has been super cool to work at something you are passionate about and have vision on product developments. Logging riding data everyday and analysing my stats has given me more focus to set goals and I have to admit it hasn't got stale!Suppose the key is always keep things fresh, and I have been lucky enough to be riding some awesome Rocky Mountain MTB bikes and Jamis cyclocross bikes having the ablity to mix my riding and training up from road to dirt. The BC race I will be ridng the Rocky Mountain Element 999 with full Sram XX1 and beleive is the perfect all mountain bike at sub 10kg's I will be expected to bat above my average.
Hence why my Strava accounts stats look so good, I kind of ride 6-7 days a week and average 300-500km per week ( mix of MTB,cyclocross and road)
Although looking at stats on paper, only ever tells an one sided story as leaves out, all the broken bones, strain wrists, lost skin, roasties, stitches, blood, training, sacrifices and ficking FUN I have had riding these km’s. Anyway I am stoked to add another chapter : the BC RACE to EPIC ADVENTURES IN TIME.
Over the next month Carrie and I will be slumming it on people’s floors in California, visiting family around the USA,visit to Magellan fitness team in St Fran to and pimping it out in an 24 ft RV in Canada and experiencing some of the most EPIC adventures the world has to offer so stay tuned folks as we will attempt to update you on the riding and the race happenings along the way.

Friday, August 19, 2011

Mid winter swells reeling

Mid Winter update





Ok so it has been a while to get around updating my blog, cos really it has been hard to find the time over the past 12 weeks of summertimes, I mean winter swells to find a gap.








Winter thus far has been so mild with only a handful of rainy day over the past 3 months, but still heaps of barrels and a few tow sessions nothing that will take the cake for the Rebel awards yet but watch this space as a big 7m swell hits us on Saturday. So crossing my fingers we have the a new battery in the ski - check! Now let me tell you pre-ops are an essential part of tow surfing, ensuring everything is 100%, but no matter how much time you spend on pre-op’s a curveball will always be thrown at you. As the below picks will show you the situation we found ourselves in 2 weeks ago when the battery decided to die mid session out at Sunset… yes it was a totally mission but between Rick, Sammo and Mad Mike we put our heads together and got the ski semi safely to KlienSlangkop to change the battery and get it back to the slipway. After having to pull Sammo and Ricks out the water drive around to where our ski was beached swap batteries and then mission home total 3 hrs!

Tow session at Sunnies just two of us out, look closely and will see a midget!



Otherwise Dunes is the new Long Beach and heaps of days down there have been super fun and the odd Kbay session in between.

Another mild winter slab no one around!!!




Then we have also made a few 3am west coast missions with the ski to surf this big lefthander, which found me left behind by the Ou’s (crossed comm’s) in the middle of nowhere- no clothes, no water, no food however managed to get a lift in the back of Andy’s bakkie back to town to find the guys kicking back sucking beers and watching the rugga’s in the local westkis pub!


Early 6am launch mission:

Got some solid walls way up Northwest



Now that my leg has heeled I have been hammering the km’s on the bike daily and feel as strong as ever and been handed new pass on life after my NDE. Have a cool goal to ride with the Cycle Lab team on the Double century race in Nov. But am training most mornings at 5:30am with Mat who has proved to inspire me get my butt of bed in the freezing cold and layer up with all the riding gear I can find from merino glove to my neck warmer… but still warmer than NZ!

Also a quick heads up was lucky enough to get invited to the movie premier of Life cycles http://www.lifecyclesfilm.com/ , if you get chance to see this insane visual display of cinematography capturing some of the best downhill MTBing I have seen!

Cool will keep updated as the winter swells are just starting to reel in!!!!exciting ….

Friday, June 3, 2011

Lucky to be Alive from Bayview jump off!



Well it has been 3 days till I could bring myself to face the reality that I am a mere mortal and Neptune is always the one with more power. No matter how fit and strong a person is the ocean can dominate you at any point and you can see how happy I am standing above with a few new sticks to charge with to the story which unfolds below:


Arrived to pumping Bayview...the ampt was high!!!Quick quick lets get on it!NOte the unfriendly rock cliffs!!!







My lesson 101 of patience and sometimes the longer safer road may be the better road to take rather than get out there now quick as it is pumping 15ft and other Ou’s are getting waves… is not the right option.

We drove for 2 hrs up to Hermanus to find Bayview cooking 10-15ft reeling down the bay with a fair crew on it… quick quick lets get out there the convo with Seth went knowing he had to be back in CT by 4pm. Wax up the 8.6 and dart down the pipeline which I always jump off when it is 10ft plus. Now the jump at the best of time is gnarly and requires a set of balls and impeccable timing as many have sat out there and pondered what if you actually got done on those rocks? You would be screwed is the common outcome, as it is a vertical cliff with 8ft whitewaters pounding the knobbly rocks with such force. The census is that you would die. Well I am glad to say I am living proof that is not the case! Yes I timed it wrong, well should I say Neptune throw a curve ball at me in between the sets, it seem dead flat but rather a small closer in wave broke 30metres away from me when I was stand at the point of no return on the cliff face thinking “ Ok I can jump over this white water” but didn’t expect the wave to crash even harder on the rocks I was on 10metres away from me and exploding 12ft higher than me so at this point the best thing I could think of to do is jump into the turmoil of white ball with my brand new (1 surf old) 8.6 an hope for the best. Well at this stage the best was to come out ALIVE. I got hammered and slammed dunked on the cliffs from all angles – felt like 50 guys with steel toe boots where kicking me as hard as they could. I smashed my shoulder, elbow, lat, head both sides, cheek bone, foot and worst of all my hip. Which was like jumping out a car at 60km/h onto concrete, leaving unable to move my lower half. After the waves past I found myself on a dry ledge 20ft out the water, with my board dangling down below with a new rocker setup- bit like a L-shape. I jumped down in the water to meet Seth who all this time was hiding behind a ledge with his 10.2 in hand, which the 12ft high white water had crashed over him but survived. His eyes wide open and the only words to come out where “ Fuck are you alright? ” At this point I didn’t really know the adrenaline was pumping so high and my focus was on just staying concussion as if I was to blank out under water that would be me dead. So I think I said like “ sh+-,* I think I am pretty f**& up” and my board is gone. On inspection of my board once we had paddled beyond the breakline I found that I had snapped 2 fins, all my rails where smashed and the my brand new board was snapped in 2 = R4000 down the drain.
Went to the chat to the guys in the line up, not really thinking too clearly as was running on adrenaline, the only option was to paddle back up the point 30mins to the old harbour to get out as to negotiate 15ft waves in would be kind of silly! Not too mention silly would be not to just paddle out from the old harbour and save myself the trauma that I had just been through. So paddled by myself through the shark infested water bleeding everywhere with 2 x 4ft boards for 30 mins and the hit land to discover I could really stand on my hip!







So hobbled up the harbour in the town square with all the tourists skimming were has this dude come from and what the hell is he doing! Till some nice +-35yrs old lady who has just come out of Bayview hotel getting her nails done checks me out as says “ you guys are crazy” my response was “mmm suppose so” then she sees me hobbling a little more till she grasps “ shit are you OK? can I give you a lift?” – hell yeah I take a lift 2 km back to the car as I can’t walk at all and feel like a train has run over me. So I get the 8.6 inside her brand new R350 000 Toyota Fortuner and she insisted that I just sit on her leather seats so didn’t argue the point and she drove me to our car and could only offer me some deep heat which at this point I was going to take anything that would easy the pain or suspect may come handy.
Back at the car I had to get Mickey D undress me taking my suit off was slightly painful, peeling all the scabs off as the suit was ripped off me, Andy M to put my pants and socks on and then listen to all the guys ranting on how sick the waves where! Pain pain and more pain as I hadn’t even caught one wave the whole day…but hay I am alive and not dead…so it’s a good day!






3 days later I have been lying in bed, icing every 30 mins, arnica- pills and gel, hot baths then ice, positive thoughts and read a whole book in 2 days (record for me- “The Alchemist” positively inspiring book to help me set new goals whilst down and out). 100% focusing on rehab on my hip, which I have self-internet diagnosed as “traumatic bursitis” of the hip and hoping that no bones are chipped or broken. As will only be able to tell once the rugby ball size lump of fluid and bruising has subsided. Also my nurse Carrie has wonderful the first 2 days but think I have used up all my please can you pass me the…

I have set myself till tomorrow when I am going to try get onto the spin bike, and see how it feel and hope to be back in the water after 10 days, otherwise till then it is slow low impact road bike rides to get mobile…Thanks to everyone who has call me up or dropped by to get me a Howzit!

3days later pic, fluid dripping down