4.24.2005

Desert Rolling

Today I rode a perfect spot in perfect weather: Reno, NV

I'm not sure what the park's name was but it had really, really nice tennis courts that were almost as nice as Grant. No one looked at me funny or called the cops during my 3 hour solo session and I had a good time. I got some new earbud headphones for my ipod and they completely isolate me from the outside world. It's good to get lost in music and just concentrate on the trick at hand.

Here's what I'm working on:

barspin peg wheelies
fire hydrant to side squeak
frontyard scuffing
switch handed forward steamrollers, (just trying to get the feel of rolling them)
mega-spins, (hey Paul! I figured out what I'm doing wrong!)
forward Karl Cruisers, (just trying to step into them. The fork-bike really helped me with this one's balance point.)

I bought Matt Wilhelm's instructional video and I have to say that it's really, really helpful. I've been falling asleep watching it at night: flatland by osmosis...

Anyway, it's nice to have my bike here with me. I need to pump up the tires and I'm putting my back brake on as soon as I get home. I think it's time to learn rear wheel stuff.

It sounds like the sessions back home are heating up. I can't wait!

4.14.2005

Thoughts return.

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That's my bike. I haven't ridden it since November: not to the store, not around the garage, not in the driveway, nowhere.

Anyway, I want to apologize to my bike and make sure that it knows it'll be coming with me to California for a month. We can rip it up down at Shady Rest Park. Maybe we'll even learn some new tricks to bring back to the homies in Oregon. Hell, is a hitchiker too much to ask?

Yeah, I owe my bike for this terrible neglect. Maybe I should buy it a new part as a peace offering.

Damn, it's almost summer!

4.11.2005

Chopper, Chopper, Chopper.

Hello All,

Well, I arrived back in the US safely after my hell-on-Earth trip to Norway and was looking forward to being home for a few days before I started my trek down to California for the rest of the snow season. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how one looks at it I got a call Friday asking if I wanted to go on a Heli-boarding mission way up in British Columbia. Anyway, after raising some frantic money from sponsors, (this shit ain't cheap) I packed up my goods and 12 hours later I was on a plane to Kelowna, BC. A four hour road trip North put us in Mica Creek where a helicopter came to pick us up and take us to the lodge. It was in-fucking-sane. Actually, it still is in-fucking-sane!

Here's a collage:

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Once I get back from here it's straight down to California but NOT before I pick up my bike... I'm pretty sure I lost everything I knew how to do which is going to piss me off to enormous extents. Hey, at least I'll be in the CA sun!

Rock On,

- Tim

4.06.2005

Sometimes, it doesn't work out.

Hey Everyone,

Sorry I haven't posted in so long. I've been traveling like a madman.

I'm sitting in a hotel room in Oslo, Norway right now waiting for my flight tomorrow afternoon. It's been raining straight for 10 days and this has easily turned out to be the worst trip I've ever been on. It's a bit strange really, I love this country and I've seen some things that have really inspired me but the lack of organization and the poor treatment I've recieved here from this event, (the arctic-challenge) have left me dissillusioned entirely.

Here's a photo of the fishing village we stayed in during the last part of the contest:

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I can't wait to get home...

Anyway, I'm sure you guys know about the movie Mark Eaton made: Joe Kid
It's about the plywood hoods and is basically a BMX history lesson. It premiered at Sundance and they just premiered it in Hollywood a few days ago. Do anyone of you guys know how we could arrange a premier in Portland? Hell, it'd be a damn good time! I'm thinking Laurelhurst or the crazy place in the Hollywood district. We could do a jam and premier the movie! Hell yeah!

Anyway, I might be home for a few days starting tomorrow night. If anyone can ride, let me know. I got to touch my bike long enough to tell her I still loved her about 10 days ago...

Rock On,

- Tim