#followcamfriday driving cars and riding bikes with Alex Petitdemange in Phoenix, Arizona

This was my first time ever riding as a passenger on an actual track. I only got a little bit car sick and was absolutely amazed by the driving skill and commitment by Alex. Everything makes perfect sense now. 

Alex has been racing cars for most of his life now and much of the skill that he displays on the track crosses over to how he rides his bike. Seeing the two sports influence each other was rather surreal. It is true with both disciplines, exit speed is everything. Limit of grip is the determining factor and slight mistakes will end in disaster. 

Alex's friend Eliot let us borrow his M3 for the day so that he could do some hot laps with me in the car. Alex taught me a  handy trick before we got started. Basically, put the seat all the way back, engage the seatbelt so that it locks and then push the power seat all the way forward until the seatbelt is basically choking you. This is proper practice in a car without a harness. I was amazed at the g forces and at how much my collar bones hurt after a few laps. Driving a car like this is exhausting. 

In addition to racing himself, Alex has been doing some teaching and helping others learn how to drive better. We did a handful of laps in the 550hp M3, the most powerful car Alex has ever driven at the track. Despite my fat ass sitting in there, he was able to set some of his fastest lap times. Barf. 

After we got good and car sick, it only made sense to ride some bicycles at South Mountain, just down the road from the track. Multi Sporting at it's finest. It takes the brain a minute to adjust from car mode to bike mode as it turns out. That said, the resemblance is uncanny and is is glaringly obvious that Alex is good at racing anything that has wheels. 

While you can't exactly nose-pick a car, you certainly brake hard into turns and accelerate out with speed. This is what works on the bike too. Every set-up is rewarded with amazing exit speed. Just like on the bike, races are won in the turns. Poetry in motion. 

South Mountain has a special kind of anger in the ground. It has not rained in months and the rocks are loose and unrelenting. This is where tires go to die. Keep your body off the ground and lean away from the cacti. Great success. 

#followcamfriday chasing around Mr. loves back wheel in Sedona, Arizona

Not gonna lie, I am pretty happy to be back in the land of the red rocks, riding with Lars and Frenchie. Getting the quaranteam back together just in time. As it just so happens, Jeff Kendall-Weed was in town, so we got a couple of rides in. 

Sneak attack! 
Every Thursday at Posse Grounds Park, there is a phenomenon known as Yappy Hour.  Despite there being a sign on the fence prohibiting dogs from entering the field, Sedona is okay with 1 hour of chaos per week to run the doggos. Grab the poop bags and leave the leashes in the car. Pete is getting too old for this and he will basically sleep for 2 days straight after this puppy party. Live for it. 

Jeff's riding style is unique, all his own. It's like Braydon Bringhurst and James Weingarten had a baby. They named it Kendall-Weed and the back wheel saw most of the love. The world is your oyster, make the most of it. Slickrock skate park things. Nothing better. 

As I type these words, I find myself in Tucson. Don't worry Sedona, I will be back for you once I break some rocks and smash some parts, a bit further south. The riding in Tucson makes Sedona look smooth. Should have brought more tires... 

The Hogs are some of my favorite trails anywhere. Crowded and blown out, but fun nonetheless. Christmas week through New Year's was complete chaos in Sedona. Not that I would expect anything less, but I was amazed by the crowds. Fortunately, there are plenty of places to hide. Stay away from the vortexes and you will be dialed. Jeff has all the energy he needs, so we were able to avoid the masses for the most part. 

I actually want to go skiing, but it isn't really snowing quite yet where I live in Colorado. Fortunately I have this house on wheels that holds my dog and some bikes and some tequila and some snacks. Priorities. I honestly wish I had brought my road bike to do a lap on Lemmon in Tucson. I had the pleasure on 2019 of riding the finest climb in the United States. I will return. 

Keep it locked right here for more adventures from the desert. I will be here until further notice, or until I break all of the parts and burn through all of the tires. Whichever comes first. Then, I will go skiing. I am truly spoiled. 

#followcamfriday wishing everyone a Happy New Year! Let's put this dumpster fire of 2020 behind us and ride forward into 21. 

Last week I had the pleasure of spending some time at the original Rampage site in Virgin, Utah. My how far the sport has come. The things these guys are doing today in these hills is certainly humbling. This is where it all began. Props the the pioneers of freeride for pushing bikes and bodies in the name of progressing the sport. No, I will not be going out for Rampage in 21. Way above my pay grade. 

It is reasonably amazing what you can get away with on a trail bike nowadays. Real tires, big fork, and a coil will buy you some confidence. I really need to come back here with my 165 and actually send some shit. There is only room for so much crap in the van. I can't be taking Pete's bed up with my DH rig. Puppy priorities. Truth be told, if I had my DH bike, things may get dangerous. I don't trust myself with that thing sometimes. My 165 makes me make bad decisions. What can I say? 

I want to formally thank everyone who entered to win my Season Of Giving campaign over the last month to benefit the Grow Cycling Foundation. Props to my partners Yeti Cycles, Rockshox, Smith Optics, and Maxxis for donating prizing and experiences. All of the winners have been  announced over on my Youtube page- WINNERS. 
Congrats you lucky dogs! 

I have to say that I feel very fortunate to have had a reasonable year, despite the global chaos. The bike industry is crushing it as people are finding more ways to get outside in these pandemic times. It's a curse and a blessing but I have luckily come out on the right side of things overall. I am truly sorry for those that have not. I have just been lucky with my profession and positioning. I fully realize that others are not in the same boat. Let's put 2020 behind us and move into the new year with optimism. Just keep riding forward, don't look back. 

I have never been one to make resolutions. This year has taught me a ton and made me reflect on my circumstances more than ever before. I have things really good if I am being honest. Yes, I work my ass off, but at the end of the day, I have it really, really good. No question. I hope to use my voice and reach to give more back to the sport in 21 and bring some awareness to organizations and causes that need a helping hand. If I can leave this sport better than I found it, I call that a win. Go ride your bike.