Shredmag rides the revisioned Yeti Arc carbon in its 29″ wheel glory and finds out it’s just as much of a handful as it ever was
Way back before my hair turned grey my bucket list* contained a medley of imaginary bedroom antics with hot French women, a Ferrari Testarossa (in red) and the chance to ride my mountain bike on an endless downhill.
Shredmag meets a guy with big sounds and a big love for riding the bikes, London’s Hackney Globe Trotter
At some point, probably just before Rouleur and Privateer magazine were launched, someone decided that the good days of off road cycling were done. For some reason everyone got a road bike and got all misty eyed about men in neck scarfs.
Two riders take a boat up the River Tamar in search of sweet trails and create some life long memories in the process.
A little throwback to the early days when we met Dakar rally legend John Deacon, a guy who set the bar high and sadly died way too early doing something he loved.
It’s that time again where I proclaim that the bike I am currently riding is the best bike in World. Bikes evolve, the current crop of trail bikes are so good that they have almost negated the existence of cross country and downhill bikes.
After two intense days of trade shows we arrived dehydrated and semi-translucent at the swanky new Trek HQ in Tillbrook, Milton Keynes. We were met at the door by Chris Garrison, an American but resident in Britain (by choice) and UK media relations supremo for Trek UK. To aid our quest for a supermarket trolley dash of bike stuff, we came armed with chocolate which Chris spirited away to her desk which seemed like a good omen.
If you were courting a lady and you bring out any speak of wheel size on bikes then I suspect she’d rise from her seat, pour your drink in your lap and walk out the door. It’s so boring that it’s hard to believe that more magazine page space has been spent discussing it in bicycle magazines than on any other topic.
There are a lot of riders that dream of the illusive ‘deal’, that golden ticket to ride that takes you to the four corners of the country racing mountain bikes. Ask any racer and the opportunity to race at the highest level is something they’d sacrifice almost anything for, racing is like a drug and once you’re hooked it’s hard to let it go.
Like any arduous journey, you look back with far more fondness than you felt at the time. As this article is being written we are putting the finishing touches to the final section of trail – we won, they lost…
What kind of riding can be found amongst the UK’s most expensive houses? We take a ride away from the marble pillars and faux gothic mansions and head into the Purbeck hills
ShredMag sticks the van through the France pipe and heads to Belgium, the true home of road cycling, for a ride of the Tour of Flanders and a few beers to wash it down.
There’s a place for solitary mountain bike riding and it can be enjoyable when it’s by choice. We’ve found that it’s often much better to have the camaraderie and banter of a bunch of like minded people who all just like getting out, riding their bikes and having a laugh and a beer.
UK Mountain Biking transcends way beyond the people that ride bikes. Since the earliest days of mountain biking there’s been people holding the whole thing together, some behind the scenes and some even bigger than the riders themselves.