Tap the starter with a ball-peen hammer, spray some ether in the intake, jimmy the flat head screw driver in the ignition, and start it up, 8 cylinders of mostly reliable american ingenuity, if the engine is new to me, the mystery of it’s reliability, will carry us in optimistic haphazard confidence to wherever we… Continue reading
“What can we do?” The BMX community reacted quickly to the bad news regarding Ron McDonald’s health. Fundraisers, t-shirt sales, a benefit race–even people that had never met Ron were behind the cause 100%. The response and support was a beautiful thing. Seeing a post or a comment from Ron gave us all hope. As… Continue reading
Another time, Another place… Photos by Chris Hallman, unearthed by Groundchuck and Murphy Lee!
Northeast relics of gnar, weekend country club getaway with Clint Reynolds, Eric Hennessey, Tobias Petinelli, Ever Peacock, Derrick Girard and more- as seen by Chris Hallman.
More Fun in the New World… Widely considered the Charley (from the 1962 travelogue written by American author John Steinbeck) of BMX and skateboarding, Scott Towne can be seen exploring life through his trusty vehicles known collectively as Rocinante- a quixotic fleet of freedom on wheels. But what about the Minutemen, Flesheaters, DOA, Big Boys,… Continue reading
Photos from a recent attempt to find an ‘Ithaca is Gorges’ T- shirt with Steve Crandall…
Summer sessions on the East Coast. Backyard heavies at Brett’s ramp with the Leepper Bros., Evan Smedley, Colin Mackay and more…
…I never find myself particularly motivated to write captions detailing what’s literally happening in photos. What I can say is that I’m glad I was there, to hang out with friends, to be somewhere unfamiliar, and to feel the brush of that ever present, if mercurial, truth that comes with going. These are photos of… Continue reading
This story was written by Wilbur Barrick in 2002, after a road trip from Johnson City, NY to Austin, TX for a FBM and T1 contest at Ramp Ranch… Why Lou Bickle unexpectedly backed out of his spot in the FBM van, the Skeleton, I’ll never know. Crandall offered Lou’s seat to me. I accepted,… Continue reading