Bike December 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.
pony up

IT’S SCARY HOW EASY IT IS TO DEMONIZE MOUNTAIN BIKERS. For the past few decades, we’ve routinely been depicted as reckless rogues by mainstream media, and the general public has long perceived us as the modern equivalent of Butch Cassidy and his Wild Bunch gang; running rampant through the American West, terrorizing the trails and demonstrating an abject disrespect for the preeminence of nature and the sanctity of Wilderness. In some ways, we have ourselves to blame for this mass misperception. Many of us have been guilty of riding too fast past hikers and even equestrians on multi-use trails, instantly reinforcing the sociopathic-daredevil stereotype. Countless others have skidded turns and roosted loose corners without returning to restore the integrity of the trail. One of the only mountain-biking events to be aired…

5 min.

WHEEL DEAL I just read your November 2015 issue–a great issue as always. When reading the “Bike Test” section I noticed something that absolutely amazed me: You reviewed four awesome new bikes from Yeti, Cannondale, Guerrilla Gravity and YT Industries, yet not one of the reviews tells readers what wheel size the bikes are. Is this not the most important spec that a rider interested in these bikes needs to know? Shouldn’t the wheel size be listed at the beginning of the article, next to the model name? My guess is that you do not post the wheel size because as soon as readers from the die-hard 29er community see “27.5,” they might pass over the article without reading it. Or readers from the die-hard 27.5 community might gloss over a review…

5 min.
big mountain awakening

PETE COSTAIN TALKS ABOUT DIRT THE WAY A CHEF WOULD talk about his favorite dish. With a contagious stoke that belies his age, he starts with the ingredients (limestone binded to glacial till) then switches to land planning without missing a pedal stroke–and when you’re chasing him around his own trails, you’d better be prepared. The owner of Terraflow Trail Systems has had his hands in the dirt of Whitefish, Montana, for 20 years. Originally bound for Seattle, he and his wife Linda got waylaid by the beauty of the Flathead Valley and never left. They moved into the conductor’s house next to the railroad and got by grooming snow and waiting tables. Eventually Pete, an ex-downhill racer and geology student, started building trails–and Linda (now a nurse) got used to…

5 min.
mastermind of flow

THE TRAILS GET ROWDY IN MICHIGAN’S COPPER HARBOR, A tiny town on the tip of the Keweenaw Peninsula with 100 full-time residents. This is the northernmost point in the state, a 50-mile-wide sliver of dirt and rock that curves into the turbulent waters of Lake Superior. There’s limited cellphone service, but impeccable mountain biking. Picture sweeping bridges into gap jumps. Picture burly rock drops. Picture berms snaking through hardwoods. Picture flow. Picture speed. Picture giggling through 30 miles of singletrack that strike a rhythmic balance of fall-line descents and flowy contour. You’re not supposed to have this much fun in the Midwest, a land ruled by the Lutheran work ethic. It’s not in the ethos. “If you have fun, you’re gonna go to hell,” chuckles Hansi Johnson, who helped put Copper…

1 min.
eye of the beholder

eye of the beholder IT HAS BEEN SAID THAT ORNAMENTS WERE INVENTED BY MODESTY, AND THAT MODESTY IS NOT only an ornament, but also a guard to virtue. This sentiment rings true for the GLC Drop that marks the end of the famed A-Line trail in the Whistler Bike Park, named for its service as a front-row attraction for revelers at the Garibaldi Lift Co bar. Tucked away to one side, humbled by its own name and gazed upon by an energetic waiting line, lies the bottleneck we all know so well, even if we’ve never passed through it ourselves. As a feature, it lacks somewhat in aesthetic and technical prowess, or even fun for that matter. The drop is an ugly duckling so to speak, but beneath those ruffled feathers…

3 min.
peddling the past

MARTIN KOZACZEK STARTED COLLECTING VINTAGE MOUNTAIN bikes at an age when most people would be more concerned with acquiring bar tabs than obscure bike parts. Kozaczek, who was born in Poland and raised in Pennsylvania, raced a Klein Rascal as a kid and started flipping bikes when he was 21. In his mid 20s, after being laid-off, he sold his entire lot to pay rent (two years ago, he bought back his lost love from that purging: a custom-painted 1993 Klein Team Storm Adroit). The 38-year-old engineer and father, who designs highend standing desks by day, spent two years building inventory for his latest collection by programming his search engine to scan Craigslist pages every five minutes for specific key words. In five years, he has amassed a cache of…