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Noah and I went to the Zoo on Friday and it was really cool. He was into it. He liked the turtles, penguins, polar bears, butterflies and anteaters, but his favorite animal was the Capybara
, the "world's largest rodent". The odds of sneaking a bike into the Detroit Zoo seem slim, but if you did, there is a lot of potential terrain.
Don't you hate when you find kick ass spots that you know you'll never get to ride? One problem I've always had is with following through on ideas. I am better at this than I used to be. Just the fact that Deliverance Clothing has been going for four and a half years is testament to some sort of commitment. Sometimes, though, I'll have an idea, bring it to fruition, then just kind of let it sit there. The Deliverance bar bag is an idea that I was really stoked on and even though I did follow through with a full production run, I haven't followed up on promoting it as I well as I should have. I think the problem was poor timing of the release. They came out last fall, right when the weather here was taking a turn for the worse. The bar bag really shines for street riding. I've been using mine a lot lately and it's everything I wanted it to be. It doesn't flop around, keeps everything handy and you don't even really notice it is on.
Here's Team Green Sean, stoked on his and the idea of adding a secret compartment inside. Dan's Comp has them in stock if you need one. The Westland "Concrete Jungle" cement park is having bike sessions on Sunday afternoon now and I was fired up to ride some 'crete outdoors. Unfortunately, the wind was fired up as well and it was blowing like a motherfucker. I still had a good time but my ears hurt, my eyes were red and leaving the ground was a gamble, as the wind would blow you into the next county. There were a handful of heavies on the scene and shredding ensued regardless of the blustery conditions.
Matt Carmichael was added to the Deliverance team right before I pulled the plug on the whole team idea. He's still an FOD and a bad mamma jamma.
I'm glad Hatfield was there. I rolled into the park and cruised over to say hi to him, doing a lil' curbo endo against the fence to confirm my hello. My new custom Solid bars (see last post) moved all the way down to my front wheel. Yeah guy, maybe tighten up those stem bolts next time. Had Chris not been there I would have rolled into a bowl or something and it would not have been pretty. In fact, it would have been pretty ugly. A couple minutes later Chris was laid out in the flatbottom himself. He has been killing himself lately and I feel bad for him. He is so good but he just takes it sometimes. Chris' partner in crime and full-time FOD Dan Closser is back in Michigan after an extended road trip around the US. >>>I remember when Dillion Bell used to rollerblade at TRP.
He's a come a long way in the time since. Clicked lookback in the deep end.
The legendary Jason Suchan made an apprearance and spun a 360 over the scary/sketchy spine.
John Reed moved here from Colorado a couple years ago, then moved back to CO, then back here again. I haven't seen him lately but he was riding the shit outta the big bowl. I love the name "John Reed". Just sounds like a tough kid from school that would sit in the back of the bus and smoke cigs right in front of a teacher or something. >>>After leaving the park, I went on a mission to find a street spot I had been made privy to. I asked Hatfield about it before hand and he said he's ridden it for so long that they called it a "half pike" when he started going there and that it sucked. He went on to say he had ridden it a "zillion" times, so I assumed it must not suck that much.
This is the kind of place I would ride all the time if it were close. I love banks. I love bank to walls too and that aspect of this place wasn't great, but it was rideable. I thought it was awesome. Taking a photo of yourself with a cellphone camera is not easy...
Thanks to the Veterans for the directions.