And you haven’t lived untill you take part in a leg guitar while dressed as 80′s metal dudes……not anywhere near halloween.

… We end up going bike riding for hours, stopping at this bar and that, enter one and heckle a Johnny Cash cover band to play ‘Spoonman’, ride to and enter another one and pass the time while a shitty band is playing shitty songs by trying to throw beer coasters thru the men’s room broken window pane, only to hit all the older ‘Rock Chixx’ there to see the band. Then a BBQ ensues at Tung’s house where beers + sausage + jameson + fake bacon = Belt Wars. yes, our night got to the point where we took off our belts at 3am and started slapping each other with belts, ala Flash Gordon. only good things can come from this….

So you guys get to race around Rochester . . . what do those of us at the checkpoints do?

Apparently, a lot of pacing.

49 minutes compressed down to 2 for your viewing pleasure.

80s metal Alleycat Timelapse – May 16, 2009 from Erich Lehman on Vimeo.

The rain held off, it feared the metal. And jesse twin did one armed pushups to celebrate his win.

Thanks to everyone who came out for the first alleycat of the season. We’re at abilene celebrating if you want to join in!

DAMN THE RAIN. let’s do this. 15 minute ST shirt for tonight. Show up to see the rest

Get hell bent for leather, see you at Cobb’s Hill this Saturday!

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Sitting at the airport in san jose. Not sure if the rochester crew will make it back home tonight with only a one hour layover in orlando to get through customs.

Wish us luck. Mad photos when we get back.

With summer fast approaching in the Southwest we are starting to make the shift to being nocturnal. Temps during the day will be over 100 degrees for weeks at a time. The only thing left to do is wait until the sun goes down and make like a vampire and get busy in the dark. The skateparks are open late, people jog at 10pm like it’s normal, and if you want to get a little mountain bike ride in you strap some lights to the handlebars and hit the trails.

Even though Phoenix is the 5th biggest city in the country it is surrounded by mountain bike trails everywhere, with South Mountain being the crown jewel.  It is a real gift with 16,000 acres of singletrack filled desert right smack dab in the middle of town.

Around these parts we have developed a nice little tradition… and  for lack of a better name we call the Wednesday Night Ride. Up and down the side of South Mountain, ride any bike you want, no racing, no fancy riding clothes required, go up as slow as you want and down as fast as you can…and oh yeah, it’s a 3 beer minimum.  All are welcome, come as you are. 

With the rest of the crew having some shit luck on their vacation, little piggies giving you diseases,  and the economy still going crazy I would recommend a Wednesday night ride. Take 2 hours out of the busy schedule on a random night of the week, grab some friends, some cheap beers, and head to  the trails or the skatepark or wherever. I won’t carry on like every other cliche article in BIKE magazine but there is something pretty rad about being out there playing in the dark with old friends and making some new ones along the way. Go find your Wednesday night ride

…and try not to make out with any swine. That shit could kill you