"We put the glow sticks in there so if we threw the bottle into the woods we could find it."

Good thinking James.








Well, the Heathens jam was awesome. A bunch of dudes dressed up in the woods. What's not to love.
Potoczny is still out in Eastern Pa ripping around some proper berms. Popple and Jackson and Mark got third place in the Jam contest thing. The judges seemed to be won over by the triple threat passingness.

I'm down here in Savannah with those fellas from FlatLand HalfWay to Florida, and we are about to head down to the Baco-A-No-No jam in Orlando.












Thanks again to Amos and Tommy T and the rest of the crew out in Lock Haven.

JamToberFest starts now.

We are just about to head out to Lock Haven to ride some jumps and, as usual, we have left our travel plans to be made minutes before we depart on our voyage. I was just up at South Park BMX Track watching little kids pack the shit out of a quickly made lip with a pile of raked leaves for a landing. I was syked. I am syked still. I have no rad pictures, but I will leave you with this.

Jackson Rides Again

Here are some pics from out at Ma and Pa's yesterday. After a week of rain, Jackson is finally getting to sample some Pa soil. Click here to take a look at Jackson riding some California trails. Thats enough for now, it is way too nice out and we are heading to hazlewood and then to a Chuck Ragan show tonight. - Mark P

I'm a' get up in it.

This video is amazing. I guess you have to sign into YouTube to watch it, but it's worth it. Sunny days are here again, and for a short time, so go take advantage.

If you're getting sick of foliage pictures you might as well check back in December, because I'm not stoppin' this train. The ground has been a bit more tuned for digging than riding, but Sergeant Zimmer is keeping the wolves at bay with propane tanks and a jet engine. Once the snow comes, I'm interested to see what Josh uses that thing for. The plan is to do some Bethlehem this week, and then go to the Lock Haven Jam this weekend. I hope old Mr. Weather is on board.

And we're havin' a good time!!

So we decided to say, "To hell with this shoddy weather business," and took matters into our own hands. Although we had no steeds or swords, we had brawn and sheer determination. We also heard there was a KISS cover band playing at a bar in the Cleveland area.











And since the woods were wet, and we live in the tri-state area, we knew there was only one place to go to get the feeling and speed of trails, and that's Ray's Mountain Bike Park. Thanks to Bobby and Ray and everyone there for creating such a bad ass place for so many people to enjoy.
After the park, we followed our fearless leader Justin Simpson to the Sly Fox to see Mr. Speed, the aforementioned cover band do their jobs, which they had proudly been doing for fifteen years. Although a slight disagreement between myself and the band cause me to be removed from the premises, I have to say Mr. Speed can rock some ass. Sorry no riding pictures. I have some footage of the whole weekend that I'll be slapping together, but now it's time to go watch the Browns get their rears shoved into their ears.

Brrrr...

I was stuck in some hella-crap traffic yesterday, but being behind this car made me smile. Thanks GHP. Halloween is creeping up, and the temperatures are seriously starting to become an issue. The phrase, "weather permitting" is being dropped a bit too frequently, but we got the chance to ride Imperial concrete park the other night. Mark's keeping his lip trick tech shit grooving, despite the fact that in the lower 40's, the park seemed more like some frozen lunarscape.

New Fangled HulaBalloo!

Round 2 Bike Shop has a bunch of sweet new items. Good new videos, including the new Welcome To Pittsburgh, the Kink video, some props shit, and a badass jacket from Animal. Oh, and as you can see, the I Dig PA shirts are in, so get on that shit. It's hard to see in the photo, but Ryan Wert has a rad sequence in the new ride.

Don't tell his mom or church about it though. Speaking of jackets, damn it's cold. Winter come early? I sure as shit hope not.

Buds

The leaves are coloring, the temperatures are dropping and the rains are coming a bit too often, but I'll be damned if it doesn't make you appreciate the dry days.









The annual return of that bittersweet season known has autumn is in full effect. It seems to be trail jam central. Lockhaven, on the 24th, and then Catty the following week. Of course tis be also the season of costumes, which makes everything better. So there is going to be a bunch of dirty dudes in the woods wearing costumes. Sounds like some damn drug fest. Where's the jam band?

Fancy Footwork Polansky!

The other day was a bit soggy so we had a little cement-fun-time at SouthPark. Mark was planting his feet like he was ready to get immaculate. Speaking of immaculate, Franco Harris signed the door to the basement shitter at Round 2 BMX. I'm pretty sure that makes it a national landmark. Kudos!

If ya don't know, now ya know...

No shirts No shoes No Service

We've got shirts in the works. They should be in early next week!!

Who needs a back yard for a build off?

Shane and Brody at Round 2 BMX are scheming some rampness for a little sidewalk conversation. Imagine something bad ass to ride right on Carson Street. Impress the ladies? Pet some dogs? Huh? Anyway, check out these four ideas that have been masterfully designed and scientifically engineered.





There is a poll on the side bar. Move some shit happen people!

You're gonna light my country music award on fire?

Sunshine on my god-damn shoulders John Denver! Well, Autumn is here whether you like it or not. Get syked, carve some pumpkins, and love some life.


Shit, get silly. Why not? Kate got silly. So did Old Crow, and so did Kanye. Anyway, drove 700 miles today, then rode Imperial with Dan Brown. It was the first night of the foggy breath. Winter is a' knockin!

Melt Your Face Off!

Well, we got stuck behind this big bastard en route to Florida. Either no one was hurt or they just didn't give a damn because an ambulance didn't show up in the hour we sat behind old smokey. Minus that, the trip down went smoothly, except for joey "killing the fuck" out of something's head around Columbia, SC. We were going to stop and see what kind of life we ended, but we were afraid that if it wasn't dead we would have to put it out of its misery ourselves, and we weren't armed.


I was only in Casselberry for the night, but I wasn't let down by the now legendary status of "mess" it has accrued since Greg's worked his magic. What would a trip there be without something like this. If I had a way to cut that clip in half, I would have, but I'm still far from home, until tomorrow, so I'm lone gunning here sans editing equipment.

Also, we've temporarily run out of the Wolf Brand shirt in all sizes, so I've taken the link down until we get more. The video is still for sale for just twelve bucs.