Bike Check: Jamie Goldman’s Santa Cruz Blur LT – More Mountain Bike Videos

Swear to Dog, this woulda gone up yesterday, except everyone’s favorite new website, xtranormal.com, went belly-up for a spell sometime in the afternoon. Soon after that I decided that the best way to spend the evening would be fortified with booze. And, if there is some sort of paper/scissors/rock parallel universe involving blogging, boozing and biking, blogging would lose, every damn time. Anyway, back to xtranormal.com. Maybe it isn’t everyone’s favorite website at the moment, but it has been on something of a surge, and it sure does seem to tickle Weir’s fancy:

Yes, Weir made that. He loves him his xtranormal.com. As an aside, it is interesting to note how much of a chord that site has hit with the bike geeks everywhere, who seem to be using it to vent a lot of their socially anorexic OCD baggage. Case in point:

Yeah, you know these people too. “Dude, I’m an elite bike racer. I cannot be around children…”

Meanwhile, back in the old web 2.0 world, our man Weir is continuing to push the boundaries of homespun video sensibility, all while rubbing the noses of us working stiffs in the fact that he gets way too much time to go ride his bike and claim first, or in this case last, tracks. Or something like that. He’s kind of an asshole that way. Downieville, say goodbye for the winter:

Speaking of homespun video sensibility of lack thereof, we made the mistake of referring to Seb Kemp as a kiwi a short time ago. He’s actually British. Oops. Sorry about that. Being British, however, doesn’t do much to explain the state of mental dissolution he is obviously undergoing down in Mexico, as evidenced by this video:

For reasons of common decency, we shall refrain from posting any further video evidence of a man’s descent into madness. But we will link to it. And we’ll even link to his blog. You have been warned. Mexico is tough on the British.

Here’s a quick sequence of Seb before he lost his mind, proving that big wheels no longer need be the sole domain of “I feel much safer now I don’t endo so much” kind of riders, and work just fine for people with actual riding skills too. Shot in Squamish by Morgan Maga Meredith:

Finally, we leave you with this public service announcement (unfortunately, not “with guitar“):

Hey, asshole, if you are gonna shuttle the trails that technically do not exist somewhere near a major educational edifice near the town we all live, how about doing everyone a favor and taking your fucking goggle tear-offs home with you, you littering piece of shit? Who the fuck even needs goggle tear-offs this side of a race course anyway? Dickheads...