Ok, so we did it. Myself, Brent, Molly, Marty, Quinn, Benson, Jonah, Oleg, and Cards rode 100 miles to Lincoln City, then we met up with Philippa and Ivor, camped out at the Art Barn in Beaver Creek and the next day went to Lincoln City skatepark and I beat the crap out of myself […]
Tag Archives: Cycling
Going West: Our Father the Sun and Our Mother the Earth
Highland hydro-electric power station generates anti-supernatural sentiment.
Going West: Encouraged to be.
Part 2 of a cycle trip through the grieving process and Glen Affric
Going West: Flesh Ripped from Bone
My stepfather’s Marin Larkspur is jammed under the bike holder and I’m sitting on the fold down seat by the carriage door as the train accelerates away from Dyce. Oil company crew changes and the beginning of Easter break ensure the train is over capacity; the vestibule is rammed, hot, and the country is spluttering.
The Riding the Long White Cloud post
Below, in 5 parts, you should hopefully find a film of a muscle-powered tour that a group of skateboard enthusiasts undertook in New Zealand one summer. My idea was to use the trip as a speculative platform from which