Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Senior

Their is no surprise to me that I am my own worst enemy,, over the past twelve months I have been battling a rash of injuries and a majority of them some what self inflicted.
The list is a long one some nagging and some reacquiring and others 
just a plain pain in the ass.
The biggest reason is I don't allow my self time to heal, and let my body recover.
Now the big crash in September that one for the most part did heal , I listened to my doctors and support staff and due to severity of the injury to my head I made sure that 
I gave the proper time. So the physical aspects are healed now still working on the long term emotional and performance issues that need to be worked on. 
Where I keep seeming to do some much damage is my damn shoulders. 
For the most part through out my adult life I have been beating on them in one way shape or form.
It goes all the way back to when I was a kid living in the mountains skiing every day and 
not understanding the concept of strength training and flexibility.   
When Sophia was just a little baby I broke my right hand skiing on a powder day as I tumbled down 
One-eyed Jack over in Contest bowl.
At the time when I asked the doc to cast my hand into my pole grip he said no.. 
This was the year that the snow started to fall and did not end for days and days,, roads were 
closed shelves went bare at the City Market and young dumb me skied every day with 
one pole and a right arm swinging in the powder like an outrigger. 
This was the start of me and the Chips on my shoulders. 
Flash forward almost twenty years later and I have managed to hurt at times 
either the left or the right doing once again the things that I love to do.
I do have to say that I did not other than some road rash hurt either in the shitwamgon crash.
But as of late riding my sk8 toy in  what my wife call my mid-life-crisis I have 
managed to just reek havoc on my wings.
Even now as I type this my left is all taped up and a bag of ice placed a top of it trying to help it 
feel better before I head off to work.
And once again just another silly slam as I am playing around in the garage with the boy.
I should probably go see my doctor but the year is coming to an end and don't need to start the new year off with a fresh set of bills.. 
No I just need to let shit heal and stop causing my self so much damn pain. 
Can't stop wont stop it is who I am.

Speaking of not stopping this here is a picture of my Grandpa Gail Howard Curran SR.
He was in the Navy and stationed up in Alaska during WW2.
Today is his 97th birthday and he is still Smiling and Laughing
and seeing the world through his eyes.
He has thought me a lot and taken me on many a fun journey.
So glad that we got out to the 303 to see him last month..
Happy Day Grandpa.. May this year be a good one and go Bronco's! 
 

Monday, December 15, 2014

Putting the C in THC

I am so looking forward to this long dark period to be over with. 
Only days away and the light will start making its return to the great dark north.
It does not help that the heavy thick layer of fog has not moved from over our heads and around our souls for days now.
But that will all change here soon and the winter solstice will come and the turn will be made.

The family and I to break up the mundane drove up to the 612 on sturday morning for some
Christmas shopping some Skateboarding and the THC Team Party.
Again had to drive through pea soup most of the way ,,, the roads them selves were not that bad but the visibility sucked,, and I had never been so happy to see the MOA where we dropped mom off then headed to the Skatepark. 

The 3rd Lair was for what it is worth empty and seeing as it took us longer to get there than 
normal due to the driving conditions the guys were cool and let us skate well into the second session of the day. 
It did take this old guy a while to get the board under my feet, as I was still getting used to the new board and wheels. And damn the wheels were fast,, too the point of having to do many speed checks..  So I was having to Check my Self before I Wrecked My Self?
The Rocket found a wolf pack to run with and had a blast,, and I think that we would have stayed and skated longer had the scooters not started to show.

We finished the evening off over at the Sylvester's home for the Team Hollywood Cycles xmass party.  Got to eat some food and share some stories and catch up with some old friends. 
It was nice especially since I have been so far out of the loop with the cycling world. 
  

That is it for now,, I need to get running so I can go save the world one broken appliance at a time.
Party ON!

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Less Drift

New skate toy showed up yesterday,, and I have come to the decision that I am not as awesome at putting on grip tape as I thought I was.. I am getting better and constantly remind my self that it has been some 20 plus years since I did it last.
First impressions... good shape decent pop,, flips well and feels good underfoot.. 
Spent a good amount of time in the garage with the boy playing around and working on some new moves. 

Some Spitfire wheels and I should be set,, will test it out tomorrow at the 
the local indoor park,, before we head up to the 612 to rip up the 
Third Layer.

The snow here in Lacrosse is almost gone and this weekend we are to supposed to see temps up in the 50's
But that is not stopping the Fat bike wheels turning,, even if for me 2.25 is considered fat.. 
And speaking of Fat I stopped over at the
Wyatt Bike Company on the way home from work and 
talked bike with the Owner/Operator and funny thing 
his name happens to be Wyatt.
He has a good thing going and I form our chat I like where his head is at. 
He selling a fat bike that has Custom options and comes in at a price that wont break the bank. 
The Driftless comes well built with a 1x10 drive or 2x10 option and just a touch over 30 lbs..
With a lifetime warranty on the frame how can you go wrong.
Click on the link and check it out. 


 It maybe time for another Sk8 session in that Garage with 
boy.. and this has been the 
soundtrack to madness... Trashing,,Punk.. Xmass?!?


Monday, December 8, 2014

Roll it Forward


At times it seems as if he just goes back and forth and back and forth.. But what I see is a young kid getting rad and controlling his board better than I would have imaged only one year in. 
The Rocket and I got after the park on Friday night only a night after he learned his rock to fakie and leaving the sweaty face skid mark on the deck of the half pipe. 
I was stoked to see him get back up and give it hell..  


We borrowed some power tools from Rocky senior and built this little fun box that will work in both the garage and on the driveway. Now we are able to jib and slide and not always have to rush off to the park. After a few fun sessions I, we learned that some more supports were needed in the 
middle of the structure as the old man slammed and did some destruction..  Would not be sk8boarding if shit did not break..


Speaking of broken stuff I replace the blown out saddle that got wrecked in my crash with this new sleek carbon WTB SL8... it is a bit slimmer than the Volt and super light... 
After box building and while the sun was still shining and it was national fat bike day..
I took the new saddle out a top of the Fat 2.25 Nine Line tires. 
Felt good to be out riding even if climbing the Bliss of a road made my legs want to 
detach and kick me in the ass.  Pushing the 36x17 may be a bit much for December but I am so not into any kind of bike maintenance.


It took a few beers and a good dinner on saturday night to shake my legs out and make them ready for another long day of skating and finding new lines. We had the park all to our selves and with a trip to the 612 coming up this weekend,, a team party and a new maple stick coming we both wanted to make sure that we were ready for what is to come..
Can't stop wont stop it is all cross training and what does not kill me will only make me stronger.

#dontcallitacomeback

Friday, December 5, 2014

Rocket Power

Sometimes change is all that is needed to get to where it is you want to be.
Either a change in attitude or a change in approach.
This holds true when riding a bike through the woods or rolling a Sk8 toy on wood.
Over the years playing with both of my children I have watched the growth of them
as they make small changes and then be able to conquer what lays in front of them.   
I my self needed a change and lucky for me the Rocket did not have 
karate last night so we were able to head downtown and get some trashing in at the local park.
The bummer for us was that ownership cut the hours of operation back to closing at six, this only gave us just under an hour to cram in a session. 

I have been going back and forth trying to decide which pair of shoes that I wanted to ride in.. Both pairs are Vans but the soles are different and the feel completely different. 
For the boy we have made some changes to his gear over the past month,, new board and just recently some new Spitfire wheels. I have been watching him try to get use to the new set up and last night as we crammed in all we could I think he cracked through the ice. 
I chose the TNT old school style shoe to skate in and finally started to get the board to du what I 
wanted, and was able to land some tricks and moves that have been alluding me,,,,was is the shoes or just the vibe in the building?

It all stemmed from the runs on the mini ramp that I was having with the Rocket.. 
Taking turns in a rapid fire session we kept going back and forth trying new tricks and getting so damn close. As I move over to the other part of the park I kept one eye on the kid and it started to click for him.. Their were some fails and one or two slams but by the time it was over a trick that has been on his mind for as long as he has been doing this was finally landed. 
This past year of riding Sk8 boards with James has been a blast for many many reasons. 
It has been a great blast from the past for me and has given me another outlet for all the energy locked up inside,,, but more important it has given me something to share and enjoi with 
my mini me. 

This has changed our relationship and I believe given him the chance for growth and self discovery,
it is changing him into a confident young man. 
And to think it all came from a simple little skateboard..
Skate Or Die young One.. Trash and Smile.. 

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Renew

This years Single Speed USA was something of a last minute deal. I for the most part 
did not think that I would be there especially after the death of my three year old spot.
After a few phone calls I had found a Bike to ride and car to get me there. 
I had been put in Contact with Mark Slate, owner of WTB,
who has a side project named "Of Spirit" . 
These are steel bikes that he drew up and is having made in
Taiwan not far from where his wife is from. 
Along with help from my Sponsors,, Chris King and Thomson , and Velocity,
I made a mad mad dash to get the new Whip together for the big
weekend Race non Race. 

So Miles did not start getting logged on the Blackbuck till, early August but once they did 
I was quickly reminded why I first fell in love with single speeding,,, and again reminded why I liked Steel so much.  
Coming in fully built at 22.5lbs it is a fast responsive ride. Mark is a firm believer in the Twenty Nine inch wheel, having been involved with  them from almost the word go back in the 80's.
Climbing in and out of the saddle the bike moves and having gone both with and with out a suspension fork on the front descending is a blast. 

The only other event/non event that I got to line the Blackbuck at was the Fat Tire Forty. 
And well most of you know that ,, that race did not end to well for this guy.
Some of the parts on the bike took a direct hit, ie.. the front wheel,, the pilot and some how the top of the saddle..  Mark has been telling me for a while now that ahttp://www.wtb.com/  WTB saddle should be placed on the perch of my seat post. 

So today at the door step was a few boxes loaded with Tires and a new Carbon SL8.
I will again this season working with Mark and his OS brand along with 
riding on and comparing the different Rubber that WTB is making. 
So it is going to be time to get back into the garage and get things ready to ride again. 

Rode the Buck sunday still pushing the 36x17 and again I was reminded why 
I Love Riding My Bike.
Freedom...

Monday, December 1, 2014

Catching Z's

Some morning and sometimes a monday morning the need for a nap shortly after waking is needed. 
Just the good old power nap, fifteen to twenty minutes,,
and not so deep that one starts twitching due to the fact that the napper has a 
hot cup of coffee in his hand.
It is hard to be Awesome all weekend and just expect to jump out from slumber.
The boy and I spent four of the five days shredding at the local indoor park.
It does take sometime to get used to the layout, and how slippery the 
ramps and wooden features can be.
Lines take time to get dialed in,, and as you step back and just watch the young
ones.. fly through the place it gives fodder to ideas and new tricks to try.
I can see a big difference in the Boy's riding between the times when it is just he and I or when 
the group is bouncing off of and flipping over anything and everything.
The enjoyment factor has been high getting to play with James and show him and grow with him and the newish skater mission. 
It is all about having fun and being awesome.. 

Talking about being awesome,,, I rode a bike twice this weekend and outside.. First ride was not all that fun but it was a ride.. And the next day was much better,, it was not a cross bike that i rode or a fat ,,, My Single Speed and me went out for a pedal and it was good,, good to be outside and good to be moving,, 
Moving is good Sleep is gooder
it is all about being Awesome.,..