Bike August 2015

Bike Magazine showcases the sport of mountain biking like no other publication. It captures the sport's personalities, trends, and issues with a style all its own. Using insightful feature articles and the sport's best photography, Bike is sure to make you want to get outside and ride.

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4 Issues

in this issue

2 min.
tough love

IT’S EASY TO ADMIRE ALL THE EXQUISITE IMAGES IN THE PHOto Annual and over-romanticize the lifestyle of a mountain-bike photographer. After all, these individuals get to travel the world, explore exotic places, ride amazing trails, meet fascinating people and document all this awesomeness while most of us desk jockeys are sitting in climate-controlled offices waiting for the clock to strike 5 so we can sneak in a quick shred before the sun goes down. While the globe-trotting tendencies of many mountain-bike photographers are surely worthy of envy, the daily lives of these dedicated artists are not nearly as glamorous as one might imagine while marveling over the polished fruits of their labor. In between the extraordinary moments that are lovingly displayed in this issue are much longer periods of tedium, discomfort,…

5 min.

NO EXCUSES Hello Brice, your “No Excuses, Shred ‘Til You’re Dead” column (“Start Here,” June 2015) is one of your best reads. That’s exactly the way we live–“we” meaning mountain bikers. I’m 49 years old and went from BMXing right into mountain biking. My friends and I–and all of our kids–live to ride. We have five decades of ages in our tight group of riders, ranging in age from 17 to 55. We all have our different levels of shredding. You nailed it when you wrote that people don’t understand. I sometimes come into work after a hard ride or a good spill and my co-workers will sometimes say, “Aren’t you getting kind of old for the mountain bike?” They just don’t understand! I’ve had both my hips replaced and mountain biking is the…

7 min.
manifest destiny

WE START CLIMBING RACCOON MOUNTAIN IMMEDIATELY, trading the placid shores of the Tennessee River for a narrow route up the side of a lush river gorge, thick with leafy hardwoods. The trail is machine-cut, but you wouldn’t know it, given its scant width and the endless barrage of rocks under your tires. We’re talking half-exposed, cooler-sized boulders garnished with gray baby heads as far as the eye can see. The trail works its way up the slope of the gorge to a small plateau, then climbs again to another plateau, then climbs again, like it’s building to some sort of diabolical crescendo. It carves around sandstone boulders and giant, mushroom-shaped rocks that increase in size the higher we move up the gorge, until eventually we’re riding along a perfect bench cut…

6 min.
gravy train

WE’RE SCRAMBLING DOWN THE SIDE OF A REMOTE SECTION of Highway 1, dodging poison oak and gopher holes on a piece of road that traces the San Andreas Fault and connects Bolinas and Olema, California. The hulking man in front of me gesticulates while we descend toward the dry creek bed, speaking reverently of wild west logging towns, lime kiln ruins, naked hippies and bicycle adventures. You would never know a piece of Marin County history lies just off this highway, as there’s no historical marker to indicate its location. But the legendary Steve Gravenites has his ways. If ever there were a hippie Huck Finn, it would be pro mechanic and wheel-builder extraordinaire, Steve ‘Gravy’ Gravenites. Gravy grew up on a hippie commune in 1962 called the Tribe of Man…

1 min.
mass appeal

THIS IS THE PILLAR OF ALL PILLARS. FOR THE SOLAR SYSTEM, FOR THE PLANET EARTH, FOR LIFE AS HUMANS HAVE always known it–this is The Pillar. Period. This raging sphere of hot plasma has been the central, defining force ever since the gravitational collapse of matter that scientists believe happened almost 4.6 billion years ago eventually settled into the orbiting jumble of energy balls that comprise the immediate universe as we understand it. By conventional reckoning, the Sun has a diameter that is roughly 109 times the size of the oxygen-rich, lucky bastard we claim as our own. As if we needed more proof that the Sun is our Daddy, the scientific consensus holds that this fiery glob has a mass of about 330,000 times that of our beloved ‘Blue Marble.’…

3 min.
trailer trash

SQUAMISH, BRITISH COLUMBIA-BASED Anthill Films has produced some of the most influential mountain-bike films of the past decade. After shattering the mold of the loud and fast action-sports flick with the soulful “The Collective” in 2004, the crew–then known as The Collective–set a new standard for creativity with such films as “Roam,” “Follow Me” and “Strength in Numbers.” This summer, Anthill released “unReal,” a journey into the imaginations of some of the world’s top riders. This trailer played a key role in much of it. “After we made ‘Follow Me,’ we bought this beauty from a carpenter in Vancouver,” says Darcy Wittenburg, who owns Anthill with Ian Dunn, Colin Jones and Darren McCullough. “It’s custom-made on the frame of an old tent trailer. The rims are a rare 4-bolt pattern,…