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Classifica finale uomini (agonisti)
1. Dario Zampieri (Italia, Vigor - Da Bomb) in 4'16''90
2. Alex Zampieri (Italia, Rosasbike) in 4'31''70
3. Tommaso Ilardi (Italia, BC & bike free team) in 4'42''50
4. Carlo Rosa (Italia, Rampikossola) in 4'51''08
5. Fabio Arcardini (Italia, Rosasbike) in 4'55''50
6. Gabriele Piersanti (Italia, Dayco) in 4'59''80
7. Claudio Perotti (Italia, Dayco) in 5'04''40
8. Julien Juglair (Italia, MTB Hérin school) in 5'12''20
9. Oscar Granelli (Italia, Rosasbike) in 5'20''04
10. Jacopo Orbassano (Italia, Team Locca) in 5'21''50
15 classificati

Classifica finale donne (agoniste)
1. Federica Perardi (Italia, Dayco) in 6'41''70
2. Monica Ghione (Italia, Teste matte Castellamonte) in 7'09''40
2 classificate

Classifica finale uomini (amatori)
1. Oscar Colombo (Italia, Scout) in 4'14''50
2. Mattia Arduino (Italia, Veloclub Pegaso) in 4'19''40
3. Andrea Aleotti (Italia, Ancillotti team) in 4'28''80
4. Luca Fusani (Italia, BMX Vigevano - La sgommata) in 4'30''80
5. Massimo Torchio (Italia, Speedy biker RC) in 4'41''30
6. Gianluca Vigna (Italia, Rosasbike) in 4'42''80
7. Andrea Borin (Italia, Speedy biker RC) in 4'43''60
8. Gianluca Aleotti (Italia, Ancillotti team) in 4'45''60
9. Andrea Sappa (Italia, Rosasbike) in 4'48''30
10. Flavio Ferraris (Italia, Veloclub Pegaso) in 4'50''60
39 classificati

Classifica finale donne (amatori)
1. Anna Ivana Sparano (Italia, Scout) in 6'54''30
2. Marika Goglio (Italia, Bike e oltre) in 10'49''70
2 classificate

Yesterday was one of my favorite days on a mountain bike ever.  I felt like I was in a bike video at times on these trails.  I've never ridden trails that are so purposefully built for having fun on a bike.  It was an awesome trip and was the experience I needed to encourage me to spend more time there.  I've always felt that I'd really like to try this kind of riding, but there was always a huge financial roadblock.   With a full time job and no kids I can finally afford the travel and gear to make this a reality.  Now I have the confidence to invest more money and time into this new discipline.

We spent the first few runs on the downhill section of the mountain.  It was true East Coast mountain biking with tons of rocks and roots, but it was also interspersed with a bunch of stunts.  We all took turns encouraging each other to ride the stunts and conquer our fears.  There was a big roller coaster feature that was a lot scarier than it looked.  There were some ladder bridges that had drop offs at the end.  The best part was that when you got to the bottom, you just rode the lift back to the top.

The other side of the mountain featured much longer trails that flowed together like you wouldn't believe.  It was basically a series of switchbacks that had kickers and tabletops in between.  Each of the switchbacks had large berms to help you keep your speed up for the whole run.  These runs were so long that your hands ached at the bottom from being on the brakes.  Unfortunately they don't run the lift on this side this time of year, but they did have a sweet bus to shuttle us back to the top.

I'm already counting down the days until next season and plotting my return.

27 wrzesnia 2008 r. ok godz 9 udalo nam sie opuscic dom by po dziesiatej byc juz w wawozie/dolinie Glenmalure. W krajobrazie przypominajacym Bieszczady, TPP "B.U.K." wygramolilo sie z Karlosowej strzaly a oczom ich ukazal sie...   gigantyczny plecor Karlosa ktorego zawartosci wlasciciel nie chcial zdradzic i na dodatek uparl sie ze zabiera wszystko na gore. Karkolomne wyzwanie, ja np zrezygnowalem z zabrania lustrzanki bo za ciezka a tu taki bagaz, nie lada wyzwanie...

Karlos ruszyl pierwszy solo, my z Ula za nim. Wejscie po prawej stronie "wodospadu"/rzeczki, po pokonaniu stromej czesci wybralismy nowa droge. Wiodla ona przez zabojczo meczace dla nog trawy wysokosci nawet do pasa, ktore skutecznie zniechecaja podczas wchodzenia pod gore przytrzymujac buty, spowalniajac posuwanie sie naprzod i wymagajac wysokiego podnoszenia stop. Mimo ze bylo relatywnie sucho jak na ten teren to prawie godzine zajelo nam przeprawienie sie przez moczarowo-torfowy srodkowy odcinek szlaku. Wedrowka tamtedy polega na znajdowaniu gestych kep trawy oraz wysp torfowych pozwalajacych uniknac brodzenia po kostki w zapadajacym sie pod wode trzesawisku. Nie ma tam szlaku, samemu sie wybiera trase skokow i najmniej bagnistych stapniec.

W rozpadlinach, powstalych przez erozje wspomagana wypasem owiec, znalazlem skrzydlo samolotu. Rozgladalem sie za innymi szczatkami typu portfele pasazerow, licencja pilota albo chocby czarna skrzynka (dla Mamy pod pelargonie) ale ani sladu. Ci cholerni turysci UKRADZOM wszystko co tylko znajda.

Z wstepnych ogledzin skrzydla oraz sladow katastrofy, ktora miala tam miejsce wiemy niezbicie, iz transportujacy Generala Wladyslawa Sikorskiego samolot Liberator II AL523, ktory spadl do morza 4 lipca 1943 r. o godzinie 23:07, 16 sekund po wystartowaniu, w wyniku czego zginela corka generala i szef sztabu Naczelnego Wodza, Tadeusz Klimecki oraz siedem innych osob, z cala pewnoscia wlasnie tamtedy... nie lecial.

Po dokonaniu tego, badz co badz, przelomowego odkrycia (do dzis malo ktory badacz historii wie o powyzszym) pomaszerowalismy w lewo by wspinac sie grzbietem, tym razem po krotkiej trawce, owiewani zachodnim wiatrem, spotykajac pierwszych ludzi tego dnia. 30 min pozniej wedrowalismy przez prawie calkiem plaski i bardzo obszerny szczyt Lug, na ktorym w jednym miejscu zbudowano kopiec z kamieni, bez niego w wielu miejscach moze sie wydawac ze "to tu" co mogloby byc przyczynkiem do bojek o to kto wszedl pierwszy itp ;) Dla szukajacych ekstremalnie mocnych wrazen ta pekata gora ma dwa bardzo strome polodowcowe stoki zwane Polnocnym i Poludniowym Wiezieniem.

Tuz przy kopcu siedzial usmiechniety od ucha do ucha Karlos, obok niego stal sklesniety plecak z ktorego wybebeszono uprzednio maszynke turystyczna, patelnie, garnek i cala fure zarcia. To byla prawdziwa niespodzianka i dala nam strasznie duzo radosci i tylez samo energii: jajcowizna z 12 jaj smazona na maselku oczywiscie, mmmm....    kabanosy i kielbasa smazona z celula, czosnkiem i roznymi przyprawami, mmmm.....   goraca kawo-czekolada....   mmmmMMmmniam! I to wszystko 925m npm (niecale 3035 ft, Lug jest 13 co do wysokosci z 14 gor na wyspie, ktore przekraczaja 3000 ft), tym samym pobilismy wyczyn Betka i czekamy na rewanz (stukanie jajem o wschodzie slonca w Wielkanoc z CKF sie nie liczy Grzeniu hehehehe).

Zdumieni turysci zerkali nieco zazdrosnie tym bardziej ze zapach roznosil sie w promieniu kilkudziesieciu metrow. Pichcilismy gdzie Maklowicz nie pichcil! A wokol, jak donosi nie zawsze wiarygodna wikipedia, przy dobrej widocznosci okiem nieuzbrojonym winno byc widac, poprzez Morze Irlandzkie, wzgorza Llŷn Peninsula i gory Snowdonia w Walii (UK). Smiem powatpiewac gdyz podczas majowego wejscia mielismy nieskazitelna pogode co pozwolil zidentyfikowac wszystkie gory przedstawione na metalowej plycie a jednak nic "po drugiej stronie morza" nie rzucilo nam sie w oczy.

Zszamalismy do syta, poznalismy ciekawych ludzi - Toma i Ursule i wspolnie z nimi oraz pewnym czlowiekiem sprawiajacym wrazenie poszukiwacza swej wlasnej piatej klepki zeszlismy w dol wschodnim ramieniem Lug by skrecic w lewo i dalej samym brzegiem stromizny, znow skaczac przez mokradla, dojsc do poludniowej strony glownego strumienia. Sporo stromych zejsc, pozniej nieco skakania po glazach w rzece by wrocic na "szlak" w miejscu gdzie zaczyna sie ubita droga dla samochodu.

A tu specjalnie dla MTB wariatow:

Aha, dzieki przyrodniczym zacieciom atakze pewnej cierpliwosci lingwistycznej zapoznanych Irlandczykow udalo mi sie wreszcie ustalic iz tajemnicze zwierze ktore widzialem w gorach gdy wchodzilismy z Ula na Tonelagee, a byl to borsuk, to nie Ratcoon ale Badger (ktorego bralem za "bobra" podczas gdy ten ostatni to Beaver). Zas obszerne informacje o mokradlach irlandzkich, wraz z kilkoma wydobytymi z nich cialami ludzkimi z zachowana skora, wlosami i miesniami mozna posiasc odwiedzajac Muzeum Archeologii i Etnografii na Kildare St w Dublinie.

Zdjec jeszcze pare z tego wypadu trafi na bloga po dokonczeniu i wywolaniu filmu oraz gdy Ula opracuje swoje foty z wypadu. Pierwsze zdjecie (to "ladne) to ostatnia klatka na gratisowym filmie noname z labu a pozostale na zapozyczonym Ulczanym didżitalnym kąpakcie. Dla tych ktorzy wybieraja sie w Gory Wicklow - sprawcie sobie mape Ordnance Survey Ireland - Discovery series nr 56 (nielaminowana - jest lezejsza i duzo bardziej poreczna/elastyczna).

Do zobaczenia na szlaku. A przynajmniej na blogu ;P

From Ministry of Manipulation. If you don't check that site regularly you're probably missing half the fun stuff on the internet.

This weekend I was at the second Fat Face Nite Race in sunny Scarborough. With over 300 mountain bikers ripping throught the streets of Scarborough and the forecast of heavy rain, it was an epic downhill spectacle.

Several thousand spectators lined the course from Scarborough Castle down to South Bay taking in a series of table tops and steps before reaching a large final drop and tight right hander towards the finish. Practice and seeding took place all day in which competitors put themselves against the clock before the race, which is the worlds only urban night downhill race started at 7:00pm. The event attracted some big name riders including Scott Beaumont; Will Longdon; Matthew Simmonds; Tracy Mosely; Helen Gaskill and Current Masters World Champion, Lynda Davies.

After watching the practice and seeding in relatively dryish conditions with some short heavy showers, come 6:45pm the showers got heavier and heavier. By 8:00pm the rain become even heavier and made the course and jumps like ice. Couldn't believe that some guys were still riding slicks. There was a few bail outs although the race had to be stopped for a while when a rider knocked himself unconsious. Overall a good day out and superb race.

We walked more miles and climbed more hills this week than I would normally do in a month.  It was undoubtedly very good for me and character forming to boot.  I thank the heavens for good boots!

I will tell you about it while I wait to see if any of my hasty, windblown, wobbly shots came out :)

We arrived in Cumbria of the English lakes, clutching our Wainright* book, on a sunny Sunday morning.  We wandered Ambleside and bought a pair of matching gilet fleece thingies in a sale.  We decided to do a short easy walk up a very small mountain.  The view was splendiferous and there was a jackdaw touting his bright silver stare and gleaming feathers in hopes of getting a bit of left over tourist lunch.  After a while, and after a few photos, my legs agreed that it was worth attempting to walk the longer way back.  Near the lower end of the walk back, the road went down steeply and one of my knees suddenly hurt a lot.  I walked the rest of the way down crabwise.

Next morning, the sun did not shine but rain fell steadily from stormy skies so we went to Keswick and walked wetly around it.  Also we went to a pencil museum (which was actually very interesting indeed).  Then the skies cleared, just enough that we thought we might do another, even easier, walk up to see Aire Force - a beautiful waterfall in the woods.  Up being the operative part.  And we were wrong about the rain, it returned and lent the woods and boulders a splendidly gloomy and doomladen air.

After passing a number of cateracts, plunging into dark ravines we decided that we might just possibly have missed the hole in the wall through which we had intended to walk round the fells above to get the most impressive views of Ullswater, shrouded in mist.

We made our way back down through the twisty forest and had a wonderful cream tea in the cafe.  Then returned, as the evening sun came out and gleamed brightly on all the wet leaves and rocks and crags, to our B&B and our enormous bed.  I love extra large beds!  Where we lay stranded like wet fish until we had enough energy to shower and go out for dinner.

Oddly enough, it was raining the next morning so we went to Kendal where we didn't find the famous Kendal mint cake shop but where I did buy a little raincoat for my camera.  There's something inhibiting about exposing expensive digital stuff to the elements.  I said to Barney (now being equipped to take wet photos and keen to try it out) let's go to Coniston and look at the view through the mist and rain and eat pies.  So we bought pies (crappies, I seem to have written in my notepad but that must be an error surely?) and wonderfully, as we arrived at the lake, the sun came out and clouds and sunshine competed for being the most dramatic and beautiful.  And the pies were hot and the water sparkled :)

As it wasn't yet time to collapse completely, we went on to Tarn Hows to view the picture book lake and I got to wander off in the sun and take pictures all by myself while Barney sat in the car and read Wainright.  (Plotting my next near downfall!)  Rain swept in white gusts across the distant Fells and the sun illuminated it.

I found a small crag of my very own (a very small one, about ten feet high) with a puddle in the middle of it.

The next day, the sun and rain alternated but as we drove fellwards, the skies ahead suggested that it might be worth attempting our first real, serious climb, up Catbells with views over Derwent Water and a pleasant walk back along the lakeside through Manesty Woods.  Wainright said this walk would be enjoyed by children and grandmothers as well as more serious walkers.

As I expected, the climb was steep.  So after a few feet I was impressively out of breath and my legs were completely jelly.  But it was all just a question of taking a bit longer, I thought, remembering the children and Grannies who had enjoyed this 'walk'.  Until I got halfway up a steep, rocky outcrop and realised that I was poised above a drop on either side of a narrow selection of footholds - all of which the jellyness of my legs wouldn't allow me to reach.  The moment of acute panic wasn't so much about the immediate fear of inadvertant flying (bad enough I assure you) but about the realisation that I had already gone too far to turn back.  There was absolutely no way in a million years that I could ever ever ever do this bit in reverse.  They would just have to send the helicopters in to lift me off.  And what the hell kind of grannies and children enjoyed this walk, I wondered furiously? The thought of the grannies spurred me on (and the five minutes of frozen panic gave my legs a rest and me time to get my breath back) so I made it over the rest of the rocky bit to the first 'little' peak.  And got the first eyeful of the main peak which was not at all near but very very high above and very very thin!!!  Oh No.  Oh dear me no!!!!  There's no way I can go all the way up there I decided.  There has to be an easy way down from here where I can sit by the roadside and wait for Barney to get the car and rescue me.  For some reason I didn't say any of this apart from a sort of breathlessly feeble squeak.  This caused Barney to say kindly, no hurry, take your time, have some coffee.  It's not far now, the views will be even better up there.  Which reminded me that I ought to be taking photos.  This revived me a bit (it's amazing how taking a photo does revive me) and we staggered onward and upward.  Quite a lot (of staggering and upwardsness).  The thin bit was wider than it looked from a long way down and the top was wide enough to walk about on in a wobbly sort of way and  - Oh, I forgot the gusts of wind and sudden sidewayspours of rain and occasional bursts of blinding, full frontal sunlight that accompanied us up, like teasing, mischievious and not altogether friendly goblins (or boggarts as they used to be called in the North) - anyway, the view was worth all of the climb, every bit of it, and distant rain marched across the peaks and valleys and the sun and the clouds all did their thing again.

(If you can see the very tiny little bristle-like things on top of the peak, you might be surprised to learn that they are full sized people - just to give you an idea of the scale)

So after eating lunch, seated on a rock overlooking Derwent Water, we took our wet backsides down the fell.  Down a steep zigzag path. After about twenty feet, my knee let me know that this kind of gradient was actually not an option.  I descended the rest of the Fell crabwise.  (Getting the hang of the crabwise thing after a while.  It's quite simple, you do a swoop down to the next foothold with the right foot while balanced on the left leg and then bring the left leg down to join it.  Then you repeat the movement a lot - for the next half hour in fact. Tremendously good exercise for the left thigh but a bit hard on the right foot and left hip.  On smooth bits, you do a kind of rocking hobble.  It must look very interesting from any other perspective than mine.)  I blessed my walking stick on this bit as, without it, the only way down would have been to lie down and let Barney roll me down the hillside.  (Which would have been a lot faster but I didn't trust him to keep me under control.)

Right.  So on to the next bit of the walk, along the lakeshore through pleasant woodlands.  Very nice woodlands and lakeshore but very wet as the rain had now settled to downpour mode (no doubt up on Catbells it was still doing sidewayspour in gusts).  The lake was dramatically lashed by the wind and the trees sang a deep windy song above our heads.  Occasionally we spied a distant sunny peak.  My feet hurt. It was a mere mile and a half to the road and then just a short vertical walk up to where we parked the car.  Amazingly, the car hadn't rolled away down the hill and would you believe it, the sun came out :)

I shall leave you here, wet, aching and simply dying to know what heroic feats we next achieved, though, in fact, Catbells, at four and a half miles, nearly finished this Granny off completely and I refused to even contemplate Haystacks and Buttermere (seven and a half miles).  Frustrating for Barney of course but I think he realised that the only way we'd both get up Haystacks would be with me riding piggyback :)  I did encourage him to do it without me but he didn't seem keen.  I don't know why.

*For those of you who don't know of him, AW Wainwright, wrote wonderful walkers guides for the Lake District fells, illustrated with maps and sketches and full of marvellous detailed information.  They may have been the first pocket sized walkers guides.

A little more than two months ago I broke my jaw in a mountain biking accident, so right afterwards I ordered a full face helmet.  It's definitely shutting the barn door after the cows have already left, but I'm not letting this little injury slow me down.  I've been waiting for this helmet for a while since it's a 2009 model and it came in just in time.  There are some awesome downhill trails at Snowshoe Mountain in West Virginia and they are only open for two more weekends.  My friend Davy recently bought a long travel bike, the same travel as my new bike, but much burlier.  We've both been wanting to get to Snowshoe and this weekend everything came together just right.  We're meeting up with another friend of ours that has many huge bikes and does this kind of riding all the time.  I'm so stoked to go ride some professionally built mountain bike trails and really see what I can do.  There is going to be so much stuff there that I will never be able to attempt, but there are also a bunch of stunts and jumps that will help me build my skills quickly.  This is the type of riding that I've wanted to do for a long time, but couldn't afford the proper equipment.  It's a bummer that I'm only going to get one ride in this season, but you can bet I'll be ready for next summer.

Bloco 1 - Skate Downhill em Nova Lima

Domingo, 6h da manhã e os caras botando pra baixo. A ladeira de quase 3km foi vencida em menos de 2 minutos. Nós no carro a mais de 100km/h e eles de skate nos ultrapassaram. http://fiztv.uol.com.br/f/Video/assista/16538/0

O patins carioca por Mano Brandão

O vídeo do colaborador desta semana foi gravado no Rio de Janeiro, com uma câmera 8mm. O vídeo é de 2002, traz boas imagens de vários picos cariocas.
http://fiztv.uol.com.br/f/Usuario/index/7668

Bloco 2 -Patins Porto Alegre

Depois de uma passagem pelas rádios locais de Poá, hora de ir pra rua. Um rolé com os atletas Coelho, de Porto Alegre, Toco e Bruno Canali, de Florianópolis, pelas ruas da capital gaúcha. http://www.fiztv.com.br/f/v/16542

A skidded turn and a linked skidded turn are one of the first turns that you should learn. There are several ways to make these turns on the slopes but the basics of the turns are the same. A skidded turn is a turn preformed while your snowboard is skidding across the slope. This is very useful for slopes that may have hard packed snow or ice.

First lets look at performing a basic skidded turn. Begin practicing your skidded turns on a slope that you are comfortable with. Ride down the slope with your knees bent slightly and face your shoulders in the direction that you wish to travel. As you ride down the slope pick a point where you will execute your turn. When you approach this point simply push your back leg out thus forcing your snowboard to skid along its side down the hill. Now shift your weight onto your front foot and you will begin to move in the direction that your snowboard is pointing.

While this is the basic procedure for a skidded turn, there are some finer points to keep in mind that will almost seem like another technique. When you are skidding down a hill raising one end of your snowboard to a higher angle than the other will also make it turn. The reason that this works is because the end of your snow board that has a higher angle will bite in to the snow a little harder than the other end thus causing that end to slow down and force the snowboard to rotate.

Another option that sometimes favored is the hip rotation technique. And begin by skidding down a hill. When you are ready to turn simply rotate your hips in the direction that you wish your snowboard to rotate. Rotating your hips will naturally cause your body to shift its weight to accomplish the turn and push the correct end of the snowboard in the direction that it needs to go to turn.

Which method is more correct depends upon you and what you wish to get out of snowboarding. The easiest option is the third way, to rotate your hips. The most technical way that also builds up skill for other maneuvers is the second way. The key is to know your riding style and to get out there and try each method to see what works for you.

When you are on the slopes practicing your turns you may also wish to practice a linked skidded turn. A linked skidded turn is the act of going from your skidded turn to another. One important point is to make sure that you allow a few seconds to travel before turning in the other direction. If you turn too quickly you run the risk of catching the downhill edge of your snowboard and bailing very fast.

Learning and practicing skidded turns are an essentially part of snowboarding and depending upon the style you prefer may help you with other tricks that you will soon be learning. Try each of the techniques mentioned here and learn to use each method regardless of what your favorite method is. This extra experience will make you more confident on the slopes and will round out your skills thus opening more doors later on when you are ready to try new tricks.

Classifica finale uomini (agonisti)
1. Lorenzo Suding (Italia, Iron Horse - Playbiker) in 4'06''01
2. Andrea Gamenara (Italia, Argentina bike) in 4'24''17
3. Claudio Cozzi (Italia, Scout) in 4'27''99
4. Dario Zampieri (Italia, Vigor - Da Bomb) in 4'28''87
5. Davide Michelis (Italia, Vigor - Da Bomb) in 4'31''11
6. Vittorio Gambirasio (Italia, Surfing shop) in 4'31''99
7. Justyn Norek (Italia, Dayco) in 4'32''29
8. Daniele Cosseta (Italia, Ready2Race) in 4'42''60
9. Federico Frulloni (Italia, Ancillotti team) in 4'43''17
10. Alex Zampieri (Italia) in 4'54''44
19 classificati

Classifica finale donne (agoniste)
1. Elisa Fantonetti (Italia, Ancillotti team) in 5'25''16
2. Federica Perardi (Italia, Dayco) in 7'19''80
3. Monica Ghione (Italia, Teste matte Castellamonte) in 7'59''96
3 classificate

Classifica finale uomini (amatori)
1. Davide Sottocornola (Italia, Cicobikes) in 4'26''58
2. Luca Fusani (Italia, BMX Vigevano La sgommata) in 4'35''40
3. Paolo Alleva (Italia, Iron Horse - Playbiker) in 4'38''40
4. Andrea Aleotti (Italia, Ancillotti team) in 4'39''33
5. Gianluca Aleotti (Italia, Ancillotti team) in 4'44''14
6. Andrea D'Alberto (Italia) in 4'51''39
7. Andrea Barbieri (Italia) in 4'53''09
8. Massimo Torchio (Italia, Speedy biker RC) in 4'54''63
9. Alberto Villata (Italia, Pro-M) in 4'58''03
10. Stefano Bucci (Italia, Maffioletti) in 4'59''85
42 classificati

Classifica finale donne (amatori)
1. Anna Ivana Sparano (Italia, Scout) in 7'07''81
2. Marika Goglio (Italia, Bike e oltre) in 11'26''52
2 classificate

Link
Il report del team Ancillotti.

There was a mountainbike downhill race at the Vitranc slope in Kranjska gora on Saturday. Amateur and professional racers from Slovenia and abroad took on the genuine Slovenian roots. :D

Wide-angle most of the time, remotely triggered flash from the side, or no flash at all, like the above photo. Hiking up and down the Vitranc slope... It was a nice excercise. 

More at www.gorenc-on.net

Today, we wrapped up this year's National Flyfishing Championship. I'm not posting any "action", because after 15 years of covering these competitions, nothing really impresses me any more :D. So here's just something from the sidelines.

RIDE ON IT BITCHEEEES!

Janice's (the girl behind me) totally cool. She was willing to push me AND ride on the shopping cart. My other friends were being wussy-pirates, and wouldn't dare go near Catherine.
Oh yea, we named her Catherine.

And oh god Lady Luck must awefully love us, because we found a slope!
My genius-ness activated, and lead to this...

But my awesome brain didn't really take in account of why people usually wouldn't do this...

... it's better high quality. :/

It was loooooads of fun tho.
GO DO IT NOW!
Even after we fell, we were still LOLing from the adrenaline.

I also bought my first ever WEBCAM! :D
Ahahahaha, never realized how awesome it is.

Love y'all!

Link
Il sito del team Monster Energy.

Sponda svizzera, la gioia è invece grande: «L'idea di presentare la candidatura è nata dopo il week end di world cup di cross country, four-cross e downhill organizzata nel 2007, ma l'inizio dell'avventura iridata è del 2003», racconta un raggiante Stéphane Coutaz, omologo di Zanon per i rossocrociati. Champéry ospiterà nuovamente una tappa di coppa di solo cross country nel 2008, per poi proporre un ideal prologo mondiale nel 2010, con XC, 4X e DH, sempre nella zona del Grand Paradis che ha ospitato il villaggio e i traguardi già lo scorso anno.

Link
La notizia sul sito di Champéry (in francese e tedesco).

Isso é só o começo!!

• Vídeo empolgantes para os amantes do MT e DH
  
• Sundown MT1 Modelo 2008
• Sundown MT2 Modelo 2008
• Sundown MT3 Modelo 2008
• Linha TOP Sundown

Que novidade não é! Claro que são nossas lindas e maravilhosas bikes! Algumas sim dos sonhos! Outra que até podemos pensar em tê-las, mas não importa.

Devemos apenas abrir a mente e sentir o coração bater forte no peito e se preparar para a Avalanche de imagens!

Ser Calango é!!! Subir nas paredes ao ver tanta coisa punk junta ;-)

Linha 2009 das Bikes Specialized

Megavalanche! A Maior Prova de DH do Mundo

Novidades Scoot para 2009

Bikes dos Sonhos! Vejam as novidades mundiais

LOOK 2009! Respirem fundo ;-)

Commencal e suas preciosidades

Fury GT 2009! Uma das bikes mais lindas que já vi

Bikes Gary Fisher

Algumas Bikes dos Sonhos

Não poderiamos deixar a TREK de fora!

KONA 2009 vem para arrasar

Conheça as bikes Lapierre 2009

Prévia linha Merida 2009

Cannondale 2009

Specialized modelos de 2008

As Bikes dos Super Atletas

]]> http://mtbnews.wordpress.com/?p=1072 Mon, 22 Sep 2008 08:51:27 +0000 mtbnews.it http://mtbnews.id.wordpress.com/2008/09/22/rossana-4x-risultati/ Un mese fa era ancora in stampelle: a Maribor si era letteralmente sbriciolato la tibia sinistra, a fine maggio era stato operato; sabato 20 settembre, a quattro mesi dall'infortunio, Livio Zampieri torna sul gradino più alto del podio nel campionato italiano di four-cross, disputatosi a Rossana sulla stessa pista che lo aveva visto tricolore nel 2007. Su una pista che non permetteva facili recuperi, le partenze dei fratelli Zampieri si sono rivelate cruciali: così Livio ha preceduto il fratello Dario, e poi Carlo Gambirasio e Davide Michelis, autore del miglior tempo in qualifica. Gara sfortunata per uno dei favoriti, Andrea Bruno, che esce in semifinale a causa di un recupero sul filo di lana di Dario Zampieri.
Anche tra le donne la campionessa uscente Elisa Canepa si conferma la più forte, precedendo Federica Perardi. Ottimo esordio nella specialità di Daniele Cosseta, che stupisce in batteria e rimonta nella finalina per il quinto posto, dove parte male ma infila via via tutti gli avversari, e chiudendo secondo sale sull'ipotetico primo gradino del podio tra gli junior (inglobati, con under 23 ed élite, nella categoria open); sfortunato invece il campione italiano junior di downhill Edoardo Franco, che aveva segnato il settimo tempo assoluto in qualifica ed è uscito proprio scontrandosi con Cosseta in semifinale. Tra i giovani vince Francesco Colombo, tra gli amatori Luca Fusani.

Classifica finale uomini (open)
1. Livio Zampieri (Italia, Vigor - Da Bomb)
2. Dario Zampieri (Italia, Vigor - Da Bomb)
3. Carlo Gambirasio (Italia, Surfing shop)
4. Davide Michelis (Italia, Vigor - Da Bomb)
5. Francesco Gargaglia (Italia, GS Testi cicli)
6. Daniele Cosseta (Italia, Ready2Race)
7. Federico Frulloni (Italia, Ancillotti team)
8. Federico Ravizzini (Italia, Scout)
9. Andrea Bruno (Italia, Ready2Race)
10. Edoardo Franco (Italia, UC Vallée d'Aoste)

11. Vittorio Gambirasio (Italia, Surfing shop)
12. Andrea Gamenara (Italia, Argentina bike)
13. Lorenzo Dal Re (Italia, Surfing shop)
14. Massimo Cappanera (Italia, Team Covre)
14 classificati

Classifica finale donne (open)
1. Elisa Canepa (Italia, Iron Horse - Playbiker)
2. Federica Perardi (Italia, Dayco)
2 classificate

Classifica finale uomini (giovanile)
1. Francesco Colombo (Italia, Axo - Commençal)
2. Gabriele Giletta (Italia, Vigor - Da Bomb)
3. Gianluca Vernassa (Italia, Argentina bike)
4. Andrea Paleni (Italia, Vigor)
5. Davide Guelfo (Italia, VC Asti Diavolo rosso)
6. Marco Perardi (Italia, Dayco)
6 classificati

Classifica finale uomini (amatori)
1. Luca Fusani (Italia, BMX Vigevano - La sgommata)
2. Danilo Lazzati (Italia, BMX Action Cremona)
3. Mattia Arduino (Italia, Veloclub Pegaso)
4. Andrea Leo (Italia, Surfing shop)
4 classificati

Link
La notizia di MTBnews.it copiata sul sito della Federciclismo.
Il report del team Iron Horse - Playbiker (in inglese).

Sah es diese Woche noch so aus, als könnte der Skater möglicherweise straffrei davon kommen, haben die Ermittlungen nun eine Wende genommen. So ermittelt die Staatsanwaltschaft nun auch wegen Kennzeichenmissbrauchs da das Nummernschild des Motorrads, von dem der Longboarder gezogen wurde, während der Aktion abgedeckt wurde.

Zum Thema:

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Downhill auf der Autobahn: Rätsel scheint gelöst

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it is so damn overrated. people/teens are going crazy over it; on Y!A [answers], on booksie, on facebook... my god. lol i'm sorry, i used to be a fan of the book series but after reading the 2nd and 3rd one, i honestly could not find it in me to read the fourth installment. the lack of a good plotline was boring me to death. it was mortifying for me because i was expecting a lot from it. it was extremely good in the first book but it just went downhill from there... i happened to be one of the lucky ones who read the book before it even rose to popularity & even became a movie [because i am such a booknerd lol.. it also happened to me with the Girl With the Pearl Earring book] and i was intrigued by it for a number of reasons. the year after that, it was seriously all over the place and 'the next book is out! omg! i just have to have it!' rampage came along... one of my friends is an avid fan and i respect that. i just don't think the following books carried over the alluring feel of the very first book. and now there's a movie.. who is that guy? from harry potter film, right? the one who died in the triwizard(?) games.. "cedric", right? hahaha i don't even know his name and i'm too lazy to look it up right now, but i honestly cannot forget him as being cedric when i see him onscreen.. there's that characteristic aura he has that when he acts, he can't eliminate it. for example, when you look at michelle pfeiffer in a specific movie [ie]  i a sam, you don't see her as the cat woman from the batman returns. see what i mean? lol anyways, it looks like a decent movie. i'd love to know what scenes they'll put for the movie and which ones they cut.

ps: no getting pissed off over my personal opinion. if you have a valid arguement, state it diplomatically. =)

Link
L'intervista a Mick Hannah di Pinned MTB magazine (in inglese).
Il sito ufficiale di Mick Hannah.