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Bike March/April 2020

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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United States
Language:
English
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A360 Media, LLC
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4 Issues

in this issue

2 min.
spell bound

The Bible of Bike Tests aside, it’s rare for us to devote nearly all the pages of an issue to just one destination—there are inspiring stories, trails, people and places all over the world that make up mountain biking’s soul. But if it was going to happen, it was going to be British Columbia, whose magical woods have endlessly fueled careers, products and the creative content that flows through our digital channels and onto our print pages. In many ways, B.C. is the epicenter of our sport—it’s home to the most famous bike park in the world and the most famous multiday endurance race in the world. From singletrack arcing through loam-filled forests on the West Coast and party trains on jump lines in Whistler, to remote trails traversing high-alpine…

3 min.
buzz

Sometimes you go on a trip and you have a shot in mind that you really want to capture. This was the case with Jérôme Clementz at Sørvágsvatn in the Faroe Islands. We’d been looking for the best place to get the shot all afternoon. At sunset, the light became incredible and we knew it was the right opportunity. The sheep were looking at us, as they had been the whole time we were shooting, so it felt right for them to be in the frame. We enjoyed the time and scenery at Sørvágsvatn, so this image is even more memorable for us. I’m always a fan of autumn—the rusted hues and soft golden light are such a treat. Of course, this is Britain, so those days can be few and…

7 min.
lost cargo

Name: Wyatt Brown Breed: Chocolate Lab Last Seen: Squamish, BC In June of 2013, Frankie Choltco-Devlin and a buddy were on a weekend-warrior road trip through the Sea to Sky corridor. They’d brought their bikes, climbing gear, camping gear, general dirtbag gear and they also brought Frankie’s beloved 3-year-old chocolate Lab, Wyatt. To Frankie’s friends, Wyatt is the quintessential good boy. He loves to play fetch. He loves to swim for hours and hours. He loves to go on mountain bike rides. At the height of his athletic career he’d go on day-long meandering rides with Frankie and friends. He’s likely bagged more peaks than most mountaineers. Wyatt is by all means a lovable badass. On this particular weekend the two were in the middle of a multi-sporting adventure. They’d spent Saturday riding Squamish’s…

5 min.
the weight of progress

Much of my riding last summer was confined to the road. That is probably heresy to admit in these pages, but a combination of injury and time and location ensured that if I was gonna turn the pedals, then the venue would be mostly paved. Given the choice of riding pavement or not riding at all, the allure of road rides increased profoundly. Bear in mind that my “road” bike is an Ibis Hakka MX, with 42-millimeter-wide tires and disc brakes. If I am feeling super sporty, wistfully contemplating shaving my legs again for the first time in decades, I might run some skinny 32c tires. But the fatties are generally where it is at, especially on the combination of degraded old pavement and gravel roads where I live. And even…

5 min.
blank slate

“Hi, I’m Kristin,” I say. “I know, we just met.” Their confused look, the one sometimes laced with mild offense, is one I’ve come to know well. I’ve had this conversation at nearly every social gathering I’ve ever attended. It still happens, but not as often these days. Now when I introduce myself, I add, “And I have trouble recognizing people.” They tell me they get it, saying they’re basically the same way, except instead of forgetting faces they forget names. I nod and we continue the conversation. Usually we chat for a while, either because it’s a good conversation or because I’m trying to figure out a socially acceptable way to extract myself and all I’ve come up with is, “I have to poop.” Eventually, we go our separate ways and mingle with…

1 min.
downward-facing dog

AUGUST 30, 2018 | 2:10 P.M. PENTICTON, BRITISH COLUMBIA Few embody true outdoor spirit like Curtis ‘Curt Dog’ Roth. Pictured in a natural Curt Dog pose, this isn’t out of the ordinary for Roth. “There’s always something strapped to his roof,” explains friend and photographer Ryan Creary. “Whether it’s a kayak, bikes, all camping gear—he’s road-trip ready at a moment’s notice.” And fortunately for Revelstoke-based Creary, Curt Dog was ready at a moment’s notice and the two had enjoyed Penticton, B.C.’s sinuous singletrack, spilling across Okanagan hillsides before finishing at Curt Dog’s basecamp of all things Curt Dog. Basking in late-summer interior-B.C. warmth and still exuding the glow of the trail’s turns, Curt Dog is in his “king for a day,” throne. Cold one in hand, hot sun above, Honda Element beneath, life isn’t…