I draw so much energy from seeing people I care about do what they
love. Good friends Slingshot Dakota Thursday night at The Smell.

I hope you do too! That’s one of the main drives for me to write this blog: the motivation factor of shared energy and good stories. And with that I’m off for this evening’s adventures, on the third bike of the day (!).

Like so many things in my life that I write about, DIY remains a constant struggle between who I am and who I want to be. I have plenty of reasons to reduce my consumption- mainly environmental and economical (personally and politically)- and like the great Charles Bukowski said, I hate being a buyer needing a seller. But I slack on the alternatives. I’m envious of both those who can purchase freely without hesitation and those who have a burning creativity inside that automatically translates into DIY. Me? I end up with piles of unsewn ripped jeans, socks years past their usefulness and anxiety over the few new things I actually have to go to the store and purchase for full price.

At our new house I finally got my room (somewhat) set up three weeks after moving in. I had searched for some furniture, but in not finding anything came up with this hanging system (my room doesn’t have a closet) and desk with stuff I found in the house.

The rack is straight bars slid into 1-inch forks and hung with hooks. The desk is a closet door balanced on a filing cabinet and crates. It’s somewhere between punk/DIY and ‘post-college’ chic. Most importantly it forced me to bridge the gap between what I want to see and what I do.

What am I doing with my life that I don't mountain bike more often?

(Jack on a tech section of Gabrielino while Mike contemplates)

This screw must of been sitting perfectly in a pothole. Went through
the tire, tire liner, both sides of the tube and even the rim strip.

This was a few weeks ago and since then I've done a number on this
wheel. I should know that entry-level road wheels aren't a good option
for commuting. Whoops.

Spring cleaning of bikes and bike parts definitely in order.

Took an out-of-towner and someone who recently purchased a mnt bike (a
rigid single-speed 29er!) out for some riding. Good old Sunset ridge
and El Prieto. Fine rewards for nearly two hours of climbing.

Here Mike climbs back up to the trail after taking a turn a little too
wide. Yes, that's him way down there. And yes, he is wearing jeans and
a flannel.

Gotta get a bit more organized than this.

It’s great to have friends that are down for anything: cycling,
searching out difficult vegan Ital restaurants, not drinking but
hanging out in bars till 3am, long-winded political discussions and
setting xmas trees on fire at a party in Bed-Stuy on nye eve.
Out with 2008!

I'm not worried about the economy when there are people who make bikes
like this around.

I hope Nicolas doesn't mind me posting this. Just wanted to further
the stereotype of single-speed mountain bikers and tattoos. Oh and
also because I think it is awesome.