This blog is our personal collection of singletrail happiness.The ultimate target of this blog is to preserve the basic values of the Mountain Bike Spirit. Beacause you ain't a real mountainbiker if you don't understand this: A Ride without a singletrail is no Ride!
dinsdag 13 september 2011
maandag 12 september 2011
Eurobike 2011: Babes, Beer ... and Bikes. In that order.
Eurobike Maniac Style means: BBB... Of course we are interested in the B-stuff. Plenty of Bikes in Friedrichshafen but our cameras were more attracted to Babes, and Beer and THE BOMBER GIRL!
Front view:
Rear view:
And Maniac-view of the Bomba-lady!
Oh, sure you were working hard on Eurobike!!
And always be safe and wear rubber protection. No problem there with the Conti-girl!
Front view:
Rear view:
And Maniac-view of the Bomba-lady!
Oh, sure you were working hard on Eurobike!!
And always be safe and wear rubber protection. No problem there with the Conti-girl!
vrijdag 9 september 2011
Singletrack Maniacs Backroad Trip 2011 Wallis Switzerland
After a 'serious racing season', it was time to go back to the roots. Time do to a Singletrack Maniac Backroad Trip. First I had to do a little preparation and that took a while: after the Transalp it took six weeks to grow some hair on my legs! So the last week of August my 'natural leg cover' was kind of acceptable again and I could show my legs again in public and in a baggy shorts.
Yes, I know: "biking with hairy legs is like having sex with your socks on" ('BW': thanks for the quote!) but hey, how stupid do you look with bold, slick, shiny legs under a pair of all mountain baggy trousers? You can't go into the woods like that, even the squirrels will laugh at you!
So after the transformation from being a slick marathon racer to a hairy all mountain singletrack maniac, it was time to hit the trails in Wallis, Switzerland. Well, I literally hit the trails...Twice! It started with a bang:
And it ended with an even bigger bang: one maniac down and out. Kissing a rock with my shoulder and crushing a few ribs at the same time, was my interperatation of a little field research..."Fahrfehler" or just an unconventional way to step off your bike? Anyway, it hurts!
In between we managed to ride a superb trail near Anzere in the south of Switzerland under perfect weather conditions.
The end of story was: mission aborted due to certain body parts that didn't work anymore the way they should..and it still hurts!
Yes, I know: "biking with hairy legs is like having sex with your socks on" ('BW': thanks for the quote!) but hey, how stupid do you look with bold, slick, shiny legs under a pair of all mountain baggy trousers? You can't go into the woods like that, even the squirrels will laugh at you!
So after the transformation from being a slick marathon racer to a hairy all mountain singletrack maniac, it was time to hit the trails in Wallis, Switzerland. Well, I literally hit the trails...Twice! It started with a bang:
And it ended with an even bigger bang: one maniac down and out. Kissing a rock with my shoulder and crushing a few ribs at the same time, was my interperatation of a little field research..."Fahrfehler" or just an unconventional way to step off your bike? Anyway, it hurts!
In between we managed to ride a superb trail near Anzere in the south of Switzerland under perfect weather conditions.
The end of story was: mission aborted due to certain body parts that didn't work anymore the way they should..and it still hurts!
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