I have recently wanted to expand the shop. Now that Wyatt is riding a lot and is beginning to work on his bikes we really could benefit from having two bike stands and just more room. For years my buddy’s and I have hung out in the shop late into the evenings and it really gets crowded with more than 2-3 guys.
First, the space behind the shop would need to be concreted. Luckily my buddy Travis had a mixer which made the task pretty easy. I have never really poured concrete and the thought of hand mixing 50, 80lb bags in a wheelbarrow was daunting. I figured it would be easier, logistically, to split up the pour over two days. So, with clear weather and the family in spring break I took to vacation days to tackle the job. Meghann and to a lesser extent the boys were a huge help.
Day 2 went a little easier and quicker. I probably could have added one more bag to make it more level and I definitely could have made it smoother, but for our first experience it’s not too bad. All in, it was around a $240 job.
Day 3 was adding insulation, constructing a wall, and redoing a bit of wiring.
The clothes dresser is in temporary storage here. But the plan is to add a fridge, second bike stand and perhaps some sort of couch or bench.
Rory ready to lay the insulation.
Boys first real DH race at Windrock. They both did great!
Sedona is over whelmingly good. I can’t wait to go back. So much technical terrain.
Nothing like following locals on home trails at speed.
Eh, it was cool to ride in the area but I think neither of us enjoy the trail all that much. Seemed like a lot of climbing but no real descending.
Bruce and his cool family live about a mile from the ocean and have a massive avocado tree in their backyard. They were incredible hosts and it’s a place I think Meghann could definitely live and enjoy. The traffic was bad, but the weather seemed pleasant year around so the ocean breeze. Anyway, Bruce took us to a mtb trail that was in a canyon overlooking the Pacific (and Oprah’s house) just above Santa Barbara. It was really dusty and loose and a cool experience. I have always seen guys ride above the ocean like this and thought that they were ruining their bikes due to the salt. Well, this isn’t Florida or South Carolina. The salt and humidity aren’t even close.
How have I forgot to update the conclusion of this trip?
Next up was La La Land.
JP had found a guy (in an alley) who made custom seats for vehicles. JP wanted a bench that could lay down into a bed and be mounted up vertical and out of the way of cargo. We spent the evening somewhere in LA area at Avery Genosi’s place. He was a Knoxville product and part of the early bike scene. He had moved to LA years and years ago and currently works for KHS.
The next morning we drive into the industrial area of LA and dropped the van off to have the seat installed. JP and I grabbed out bikes and 17 mikes later found the ocean.
After the installation we drove north to Ventura to stay with another friend, Bruce. I’ve met him a few times and wow, does he have the setup.
Haven’t been here since 2006 and never on a trail bike.
After two days of driving and some white knuckle situations on ice with a 2wd diesel truck and trailer I needed a distraction.
So, I left ABT. I had worked there in one way or another for close to 10 years. But all things come to an end. Before I start with 4XT (thanks Mentzer), I decided to take a pretty useless trip. JP was headed to LA (yes, California) to get a seat installed into his new Sprinter van. I thought, what the hell, why not drive out and join him. Of course I’d bring my bikes and get in some riding.
Well, the Texas Panhandle weather wasn’t the most cooperative, but I managed.
It started to snow west of OKC and eventually it got bad enough that visibility is pretty low and the drifting snow was sticking to the road bad in spots. I fish tailed the trailer and spoiled myself pretty good. I got of the Hwy and rode out the worst of it at a truck stop. It seemed fine until it got dark and closer to Amarillo and I started crossing huge sheets of ice. Again the truck and trailer fish tailed pretty bad. I decided to call it a night and hunker down in Groom, TX. It ended up being really cold, but I was well prepared and slept out the night.