We've all heard it before: “all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.” It's a concept that gets so easy to lose track of when you've spent a few months digging-in the winter's new line. The trail is like a child to you at this point; you've been there for its development every step of the way, from the initial raking that uncovers the luscious loam, to the final packing of the shimmering landing. It consumes you, and it feels like it may never get finished, giving you all the more incentive to spend another day digging. But there is a balance.
Too much digging and you start getting unrealistic in your designs. Underestimating speed, building lips with too tight of radii, and overlooking g-outs comes to mind. More importantly, you seem to lose your creative eye for digging and begin to feel intimidated once the line nears completion.
When we finished up our own line and got the bike out, I couldn't help but think, “we've created a monster.” This fear is coupled with excitement however, as the slow build-up over the months has led up to this moment. The satisfaction of riding the line, and in a sense, conquering it, is profound. The seemingly countless hours of work are suddenly paid off. The transition is made from feelings of restraint and desire to feelings of freedom and gratification. This is the reason people build trails. Throw those shovels in the corner of the garage, it's time to ride. It's like the last day of school. Summer is here and with it comes elation and adventure.
This video is our interpretation of this series of feelings, as we strived to build everything new for the film. The project naturally had its ups and downs, like the Great Poison Oak Massacre of 2013 and the 2013 Pioneer Logging Excursion through Poison Oak Canyon. As rough as it got, there came an equal or greater reward. We were shown that when a task becomes discouragingly difficult, you just need to remember the light at the end of the tunnel and the enjoyment that your work will bring others.
We want to give a huge thanks to Ryan Stayskal for letting us use his property; we couldn't have done it without him!
As if staying up in Whistler couldn't get any better, Crankworx was upon us and awesome times were unleashed. It's always insane every year when pretty much everyone you know who rides a bike comes to the same place for a week of shredding. The arrival of Iggy and Luke brought new motivation to switch up our routine. John Rempel took us out to a bunch of local trails, which made for an unreal week of shredding with the homies! At some point, it had to come to an end though, and I made the sad but necessary journey home.
It Came Out of the Sky - Creedence Clearwater Revival
Evil Woman - Electric Light Orchestra
Glory Days - Bruce Springsteen
Physical therapy for my shoulder went perfectly and I got cleared to ride! Two days later, Keegan and I were northbound on I-5 in the trusty Ranger, en route to Whistler! Max, Cooper, and Will met us up there for an unreal month of bike park shreddin', dirt jump cruisen', sink clogging, rope swinging goodness!
Freeze-Frame - The J.Geils Band
20th Century Boy - T. Rex
The Long Run - The Eagles
One Step - Slackstring
Some of my best friends Iggy Strbac, Luke Hutchison, and Mike Hoenisch moved up to South Lake Tahoe last year, where they've got an awesome set-up going. With rad downhill trails everywhere, a sweet dirt jump spot, their front yard pump track, and the lake, they've definitely got it going on! With my recovering shoulder, I decided to spend the weekend up there to visit them and watch X-Games. Keegan Quiroz joined me, and our buddy Brad Pierce jumped in at the last minute on the way! It was nothing but a good time and my shoulder's coming back quick!
I've Got a Woman - Ray Charles
Old Friends - Salazar and the Nuthouse
I Can't Be Satisfied - Muddy Waters
Shake Our Tree - The Rosebuds
The Fogelsodes are back! As you may have noticed, they began to get pretty repetitive with plenty of Post Office and step-up riding to go around. What better way to spice them up than to buy a laptop and create them through the action-packed summer. My goal is to reveal the road-trip lifestyle that goes along with each contest or riding trip; showing that each trip is more of an adventure than it is a result. The days are long, the weather's great, so climb on in the trusty Ford Ranger and let's get on the road!
Paint It Black - The Rolling Stones
Black Mountain Rag - Doc & Merle Watson
Boogie - Black Joe Lewis & The Honeybears
I Don't Live In A Dream - Jackie Greene
It started with Jeff Herbertson, Alex Kachlakev, and I meeting up in my driveway last Sunday to load up the trucks and depart for Vail, Colorado. We made it up to Auburn that night, and got an awesome session in at Woodward Tahoe the next day, with Christian Wright. Stoked to get in a bit of foam and resi time before the comp, we eagerly made our way through the daunting Nevada desert, through Utah, and into Colorado where we began our ascent up the Continental Divide. We got in at 2:00 AM, waking up Carson Storch and Ray George so they could let us in to the three-bedroom condo that Ray booked for us. Morale was high as we went grocery shopping the next morning. We got out to the course a bit early to check it out and register, and before we knew it, practice was on! Adam Hauck and Jeremy Witek did an awesome job, making a course that flowed great, while maintaining good sized jumps with three possible lines down. I felt good on the course, and got a few tricks in before grabbing some food. It was all-in-one on the next day, with practice, qualifiers, and finals. We got out there to get warmed up, with the weather cutting practice short with some heavy winds and rain. As soon as the sun came back out, qualifiers started with riders not getting a chance to warm up before their runs, as TV was there and had to stay on schedule. I dropped in, tailwhipping the step-down, 1-foot x-downing up the box, to a 1-foot x-up off, to a flip on the spine, followed by a flip 1-foot x-up, finishing with a tailwhip on the big final jump. Psyched, I watched the other runs and made my way up for round two! I did my same run, but instead of the flip 1-foot x-up, I went for a flip no-foot x-up. I’d been briefly working on that trick into foam, and this seemed like a great time to try it to dirt. It came around dialed, and I ended up stomping it!
I was so stoked that I didn’t realize that I had cased at little bit, and when I sent the tailwhip on the last jump, I found that I didn’t have quite enough speed. I cased decently, and due to the size and speed of the jump, I got bucked off the bike and flew towards the bottom of the landing. Going straight for my head, I stuck my right arm out to try to prevent a concussion as I slammed into the ground. Thinking about my head, I was stoked that I wasn’t seeing stars when I got up. I soon realized that there was something wrong with my shoulder though. The medics rushed up and found that it was dislocated, and they got me down to the ambulance, over to the hospital, and into the ER where it was x-rayed and popped back in.
That was a huge relief, and once they got me all cleaned up and squared away, I was released in time to watch finals. The staff there was incredibly kind, and I was blown away with how much they helped me out! We stuck around the next day to enjoy Colorado, and embarked on the three day drive home after. I’ve followed up with my local doctor since, and everything seems to be in place. I’m set to start physical therapy on Monday, and I’m fired up to get my shoulder back to strength so I can get back on the bike! I’m grateful that everything went as well as it did, and for the help that so many people have given me!