Bike March 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

3 min.

KURT GENSHEIMER BETTER KNOWN AS ‘THE ANGRY Singlespeeder,’ or ‘ASS’ for short, Kurt Gensheimer got his moniker from a comment that Todd Sadow once made to him during a ride. “Singlespeeds are for angry people,” said Sadow, who Gensheimer wrote about in “The Zen Master” feature on page 44. Kurt pondered this observation for a moment, then responded. “We’re not angry, man, we’re passionate.” But ‘Passionate Singlespeeder’ doesn’t roll off the tongue nearly as well as ‘Angry Singlespeeder’ does. There’s a lot more to Sadow than just his ability to coin a phrase. In this issue, Gensheimer profiles Todd’s exceptional skill of putting on the biggest and baddest mountain bike parties known to man through his event promotion company, Epic Rides. Gensheimer’s experience racing the Little 500 and studying journalism and…

2 min.
think big

IT MIGHT SEEM STRANGE FOR US TO BE PUTTING OUT AN ISsue of Bike that is largely devoted to high-alpine riding at a time when much of the Northern Hemisphere is still buried under snow. After all, many mountain bikers have long since traded their wheels in for a pair of skis or a snowboard, and thoughts of the alpine are more likely to involve carving turns down a blanket of white powder than railing berms down a wildflower-covered mountainside. But whether you’re blasting through heavenly powder drifts, stuck indoors sipping hot cocoa or hiding in your work cubicle trying to read this issue without your boss finding out, we at Bike think it’s never too early to start dreaming of deep-summer rides in the mountains. Though one could argue that…

5 min.

BIBLE OF OTHER STUFF Let me start by saying I love The Bible of Bike Tests. I’m a bike nerd, a gear guy and a pro-mechanic wannabe through and through. It is definitely interesting and fun to peruse the latest and greatest. However, I think most of the issue is irrelevant to most readers individually. Extremely rare is the reader who is seriously shopping for a bike in every category. Most will glance at the reviews out of curiosity and really focus on one or two categories in their own wheelhouse. Fewer still will actually buy a bike they read about, simply because most of us don’t buy a new bike that often. All of this is a long-winded way of saying, in addition to bike tests, how about a ‘Bible of…

7 min.
desert dirt

WHILE RIDING THROUGH CATALINA STATE Park north of Tucson, Arizona–or anywhere else along the hundreds of miles of single-track in the Sonoran Desert–you can’t help feeling like you are being watched. Cruising along the mostly fat 50 Year trail–named after the old cow-pasture path easement it sits on– the terrain plunges through short steeps, up and down bristle bush-covered hills and over rocks as prickly pears glance your ankles. Narrowly avoiding the barbed spines of the ropey limbs of cholla cactus slung to either side of the trail, you shift into the rhythm and slalom around curves but still can’t shake the notion that you aren’t alone. By the time you’re climbing the rocky switchbacks of the upper 50 Year at the arid base of the Santa Catalina Mountains, you…

6 min.
the zen master

DON’T HARSH THE MELLOW. IT’S ONE OF THE ONLY RULES AT 24 Hours in the Old Pueblo, and a key reason why a temporary city of 3,500 mountain bikers in the Sonoran Desert outside of Tucson, Arizona, has thrived for 17 years. Old Pueblo sells out in a matter of weeks every single year–an especially impressive feat considering it’s one of the only 24-hour events left in existence. Stroll through the temporary city of tents known as ‘24 Hour Town’ and it’s easy to see why. Often dubbed ‘The Burning Man of Bike Races,’ every February Old Pueblo hosts an eclectic cross-section of mountain bikers, including Lycra-clad fitness monsters, weekend warriors and costumed crazies more concerned with number of beers consumed than laps completed. Despite such a wide cross-section of riders,…

2 min.
final send-off

THE STORIED LIFE OF CLAY SANDERS (AKA ‘THE POST OFFICE JUMPS’) STARTED WITH HUMBLE BEGINNINGS. Raised in an empty lot on the corner of Granite Way and Cathedral Drive in the seaside burg of Aptos, California, it would have been difficult to predict the worldwide attention and respect that he would one day attract. To passersby handling business at the neighboring postal facility, Clay would appear like nothing more than a grassy waste of space overrun by gopher holes. Despite the greatness hidden beneath the surface, his existence remained rather mundane for more than a century. Sometime in the mid ’90s, Clay began to foster the youth of the community by providing a place for them to express their creativity. This is when he found his true calling. The welcoming environment…