Salivating mountain bike crew from around the state lapped up the opening day at Hollybank Mountain Bike Park, hitting up the 10km downhill that is ‘Juggernaught’, along with ‘Tall Timbers’ and ‘No Sweat’. We grabbed some helmet cam of the first run’s missing heaps of epic A lines just to scope it out. It’s gonna be a fun few months mastering this place.
Another Go pro edit aye…..
We at the aficionadi really like the feel of this clip from Sam Newton from last year. It shows what can be done with your hours of mind numbing trail footage. It takes me back to long summer days out riding with a few mates for a bit fun. No pretentious bullshit, no racing or hierarchy, just good times. Enjoy…..
Seen all the new bike releases in poofy pastel colours in the last year?
Into it or not?
Either way, it’s definitely a throw back to the late 1980′s and early 1990′s when radical experimentation was the normal thing to do, as the riding style we enjoy was pioneered. We’ve been posting up some early mountain bike fashion all this week on the aficionadi Facebook page that fit’s right in with the current whim of manufacturers flavour. To be honest we were just looking for a reason to post up some old school goodness and this was the only lame excuse we could come up with.
The current Santa Cruz Nomad looks shit hot and is in line with the Tioga Disk Drive rear wheel as raced by John Tomac at the first ever Mountain Bike World Championships at Durango. Cyan and Magenta all the way baby!
While we are on the pink thing, check out the classy photo shoot here. We can’t see the bike, but then again I didn’t realise there was one until I looked closely.
Before tail whips were invented, the one hand knee drag was seen as a rad move to pull in front of your mates. Here you can see text book execution.
Ned Overend is the best name ever for a mountain biker. The moustached machine tore things up in the early days, busting out like this a regular occurrence normally with the most oversized bar ends in existence. Ned must have also been a bit of a rebel going for a dark frame in the days when you wore sunglasses not to get blinded by bike frame.
We are giving away a free beanie with any t shirt because we are good blokes who really care about your helmet hair. Let’s be honest, it’s a shocking look after a few hours on the rivet.
So, you’re still not convinced?
Well, we present to you 3 prime candidates…….
Pro kit, sipping coke, dual mohawk…….Give the man a beanie!
Okay, it’s the exception to the rule. Aussie almost man Heinrich Haussler uses the helmet to finish off the blow waved blue steel look…..Give the man a beanie!
Sometime’s you’re wet to the core, but there’s still a dirty big smile on your face.
The movement of the sun, the rotation of the earth……These are the things that dictate our patterns of activity. On the day where the sun reaches it’s highest exposure to the North Pole, the southern lands are shrouded in their longest day of darkness. As all mountain bikers know, the weather and light of day are only a small consideration when the desire to ride must be fulfilled……
The Dazzler range played host, with it’s sawtooth steep climbs and white knuckle decents. It’s the sheer incline and decline that make it a popular spot for 4WD’s and dirt bikes, and definitly not a mountain biking mecca, but the potential for amazing trails for us pedalling creatures. Maybe I’m used to having a few mtb parks close to home, with every berm and section carefully constructed for the ultimate flow. It’s these days of adventure riding that have a different feeling. Mostly it’s where the f**k am I, how much longer is this climb along with the buzz of every section, every line that’s new to you. The motored machines have ripped some of the decents, but this makes for some really fun terrain, creating a snow mogul like downhill ride that pushed suspension and skill to it’s limits. Picking the best line becomes super critical if you don’t want to end up in a knee deep rut.
Overall there’s plenty of time climbing in the saddle, especially if you want to take in the southern side loop of the range. If you are looking for more fun than climbing steep pinches, I would suggest shuttling to the high point of Browns Creek Road and get busy on the long downhills back to the unrideable creek crossing. The trails offer you the chance to test your limit, as the washed out fire trails , sometimes littered with rocky outcrops have enough speed to keep you bouncing from hip to gutter for kilometre after kilometre which is insanely fun.Once at the creek crossing you hit some hardcore soft sand for about 600m of wrestling with a sliding front tyre. Everyone ended up walking while they lightened to the sand work it’s way through their drive chain and clog up rotors and pads. This route is finished off with a fun quarry, where you choose how gnarly you want your drop in to be.
This was another social ride organised by Damo at Launceston Mountain Bike Club. It was an area new to me, and many of the other riders in what was a healthy turnout of about 30. Would I go again?…. maybe just for the main descent. Another riding adventure marked down for this year…..
Oh, and the cold, dark gloomy day that you would presume……It was 16 degree’s and fine. A perfect winters day!
There’s some trails nestled in the foothills of the sprawling Elverton property. There’s only been a handful of events out there over the years, and the place is still a mystery to most, as the hunt for new trails across the state has hungry adventure seeking bikers looking further. Thanks to Di and Darren for maintaining the trails and Damo from LMBC for getting things organised.
Now here’s just another GoPro edit…..maybe….