Best Coffee and Pastries


I was fortunate enough to go for a ride with Banning and some friends and Banning knew of a great coffee shop in Irvine area that had some of the best stuff I've ever had. Nice break from the ride. Coffee shop rides are kind of a tradition in road riding and I wasn't going to miss this opportunity.

I love coffee and a good pastry and this place was on another level. After riding for 30+ miles, it was nice to sit and relax and take in some caffeine and fill my oversized gut. After this short break, it was back on the bike and some more asphalt under my tires. All this with a big grin. Mmm.

Rattling Scare



Ok, these guys bum me out. It's true I have a phobia about snakes and living in Southern California confronts me with that issue once in a while. Now, I tend to expect these guys a bit more when I'm riding my mountain bike, but when I'm riding my road bike, I really get freaked. I'm not exactly sure why, since I see them quite a bit since I ride in the east county once in a while and I travel through the canyons, but maybe it has to do with coming up on them so fast, sometimes 20 mph, and often when I'm just cruising with my tunes going in my ears. I'll look up and panic hits me. I'm always worried I'll have the snake in my path and have to swerve around him and get splattered by a car, or fly off in to the side of the road, or go flying by with my legs lifted up around my neck. Either way, not that awesome.

Luckily, most of the ones in the road have no idea about the dangers of cars, and soon resemble a flattened skin that you could make in to a pair of cowboy boots or belt instead of the plump, death-striker that I have nightmares about. This guy was all plumped up and sitting way in the road just outside of the bike path I was riding on. His tail was pointed straight up in the air and he looked ready. I took my time and gave him lots of room, but after going around, I noticed he wasn't looking so hot. He had a small dried up red stain next to his head, and was laying motionless. Even dead, the thing made my skin crawl. Tastes like chicken? Hmm, not sure, but I'll let others do the preparing.

Carbon Fiber Wheels




I'm pretty much a geek when it comes to bike stuff, especially the expensive, exotic stuff that I probably can never get my hands on. The word geek is a slang term, noting individuals as "One who is perceived to be overly obsessed with one or more things including those of intellectuality, electronics, etc." Yeah, I pretty much fall deep in to that category. What caught me was this set of carbon fiber wheels. They are a tubular set and I’ve never heard of them, much less ever seen them before. I was just sitting back, enjoying a nice cold beer at the bike shop, when I glanced over and saw these. The super nerdy, gears in my head just went nuts. I had to take a close inspection. 


Everything is carbon fiber; from the hoops, to the bladed spokes that are glued to them, to the hubs. In my hands, they seem like they would be pretty stiff, and the weight was crazy. These things were stupid light, probably around 1200 grams for the set. It was like holding up a balloon in the air with my fingers. Of course I instantly bombarded John Coleman with every imaginable question in my search for more knowledge. He said that basically they are a new company and the wheels are pretty untested. They are light as hell and just came on the market. Hmmm.

OLMO




Old steel road bikes are just gorgeous and the ones with lugs get some extra attention from me. The ride is smooth as butter, and the older ones usually have traditional geometry that is perfect. No weird, "comfort" angles or dimensions. Unfortunately, those older steel bikes are heavy. But, that's not really the point. Like an old Ferrari from the 60s, the pure beauty and ride is a joy and unless you are climbing over some crazy mountain, that weight isn't really an issue and those bikes can still hold their own in a group ride or local crit (okay, I guess it depends on what level).

I came across this old OLMO and it had just been restored. The owner had it painted and it was sitting in the rafters waiting to be assembled. I had to check this gem out. It's probably from the '80s. Sorry about the quality of the pics, since they are off my old iPhone, but no camera could really do this frame justice anyways. It was painted by a true craftsman, and is flawless. It looks like the painter even decided to forgo the traditional stickers and actually painted the logos by masking them off. The lugs have a metallic dark gray that is amazing and has a great depth to the color. The color scheme is tasteful and classic and the chrome fork adds just enough flavor to top it off. The attention to detail shows the original builder's craftsmanship. If I had one criticism, is that I wish it had a nice metal, front badge. Seems weird that it is absent from this frame.

Yeah, it's a minor detail, but something like this needs a good hood ornament. I'm not sure if it had one originally or was always absent, but the steer tube seems a little bare. Wish I could take it for a spin.

Ryan Smith in Biarritz

I was on tour with the DC skateboarding team promoting the DC skate video. We had to do 16 stops in 30 days around the world. We were bouncing from place to place and the team was partying like rock stars. One of our stops was in Biarritz, France which is a pretty cool town on the beach near the border of Spain. It's amazing and reminds me a lot of the beaches in San Diego- okay maybe La Jolla. Ryan Smith was turning pro at the time, and had tons of energy. Like most skaters his age, and confronted with way too much money and no responsibilities, things can get a bit dicey. Often by mid day, he'd be deep in to his 4th or 5th drink and his shirt would almost always come off, in public, at a restaurant, it didn't matter. His jeans were always sagging, and needless to say, it always looked like he was just in a train wreck.

I usually had my cameras to document the trip and I decided to grab my Hasselblad and a roll of film and a slaved strobe. When I got home I decided to cross-process it to make it a bit more "unnatural." He was drinking Heineken and it was perfect for the hot summer day. Heineken in Europe tastes better than what we get here. The green bottles let UV light in faster and the beer we get tends to be a bit skunkier with the extra time that it takes to get to us- well at least that's the rumor. Maybe it just tastes better when you are sweating balls. Anyways, I had a few too, and we had to hustle since we were preparing to go to that night's premiere with over a 2000 screaming kids waiting to see the movie. That was always followed up with some extravagant dinner, then late night party with VIP status. We'd start all over again the next day. Ah, to be young again. Buzz, buzz.

Dave Mirra

I worked at DC Shoes for about 7 years, and a lot of that time was spent hanging out with the athletes and shooting photos. Dave Mirra is one of those guys that has a talent for 2 wheels and he does things on a bike that I would never think of trying- in fact I barely understand half of what he does. I've stayed at his house and witnessed some pretty mind blowing things he would do on his heavy-as-bricks bmx bike. I've also seen him slam so hard on the ramp, that the platform we stood on would shake under my feet. He would often just dust himself off and climb back up the ramp to try it again. He didn't always walk away from it though, and he's got a list of injuries to show for some of it, including breaking the ball end of his arm off at the shoulder. When it came down to shoot him with some of his X-Games medals, I could only think of some sort of Mark Spitz rip off shot in the studio. Halfway through the shoot, I had him grab it with a fist and shove it in the camera lens. I think it captures his personality and style a bit better. We used it in all sorts of advertising including Rolling Stones magazine. We had a few beers together in those days.

Sam Adams Utopia


This stuff isn't for the newbie. It's strong as hell (24% by volume) and unless you are really in to beer, you won't dig it or categorize it as a beer. Some of them are aged for years in bourbon barrels. It has a flavorful body, malty taste and a hint of sweetness. By the way, it costs you a crap load of bucks and will taste a bit more like cognac, sherry or vintage port. Most bottles of this stuff go for around $100, but it isn't uncommon to find more exclusive stuff for about $400. I shot this bottle in our studio and took a couple of sips. Buzz, buzz.

Holy Jim, Holy Summer Heat!

Chris Garcia and I went out on a big ride that was to cover Lower Holy Jim and Upper Holy Jim trails. We left early to try and avoid the mid-day summer heat. After a few hours on the bike and some big "hike-a-bike" sections, we proceeded to descend. Unfortunately, I caught a sharp rock on the sidewall of my tubeless front tire and flatted. Sweating buckets and hiding in the rare shade on the trail, I proceeded to try and fix the tire with a traditional tube I bring along with me. Stan's "no-tubes" fluid spilled all over me as I tried to fix the problem with my McGyver skills, and after about 15 minutes we were up and going again. Shortly following, my 100 oz. Camelback was empty and we limped in to the parking lot to our car. Another epic ride checked off the list.

Cooking with Beer

Every issue in Beer magazine we do an article on a recipe for cooking with beer. Brein Clements is a chef who makes his home in Riverside. He had a nice restaurant, that like everything else these days, struggled with the economy and with the location. Riverside isn't exactly the stomping ground for great gastronomy, and unless your establishment isn't in some way helped by the financial backing of chains like Applebees or Chiles, you'll have a hard time out there. He makes everything from Quail with Porter marinade, to some great sweet breads. I like that he takes some chances and although I think most of his dishes are above what most people anywhere would attempt to make, at least I can give them a taste- lucky me. He's creative and brings his talent to a few satisfied mouths. Nice guy and his food should hopefully find its way out of the confines of the inland empire. He recently closed the restaurant with plans to find another location with hopefully, some better luck.

Germany

Having a beer in Germany is great. This is kind of an old snap, but gets me thirsty for a cold one far away. The place has beer deep in their culture and since it was time to put work aside, having a cold one seemed perfect. Self portrait at the local fountain.

Zane Lamprey

Zane Lamprey has his own television show and it consists of foody stuff and beer. 2 great items on my list. Fortunately, I got a signed copy of his book that he just released. I set up some lighting in a diner in Seal Beach and dodged customers as my studio strobes and small flashes blasted away. His schedule is pretty full, but found time to work with us and also promote his book. Funny guy and seems pretty down to earth. I could have a beer with a guy like this, in fact, I had a couple.

Tom Leykis

Tom Leykis has a radio show and often features Beer Magazine. Couple portraits and I'm good to go. Guy seemed nice enough. His show is followed by quite a few people. Honestly, I wasn't one of them, but you learn something new every day.

The Steel Davidson Impulse


Recently I acquired a white Davidson Impulse in 54cm. After searching for quite some time on eBay for various steel frame bikes in the right condition, price, and style I wanted, I settled in on this frame that also came with a fork, headset, and a few extra parts. It was to be a single speed project, not fixie/urban bike for riding around and enjoying the feel of a steel, lugged bike. Steel is a traditional material and although it can be slightly heavier than some of today’s modern carbon fiber, aluminum or titanium, the ride quality is still unmatched. I spent months trying to coordinate parts and gear that would compliment the frame and not break the bank. Since the frame is a little dated and uses standards from a bygone era, things like seat post sizing, threaded headset, etc., all needed to be taken in to account and spec’d accordingly. Since I have a modern Colnago CX-1 race bike, I figured this would be a unique project. When I purchased the frame and fork, it was estimated to be from about 1988-1990 by the seller. It does have some cosmetic scratches (bike patina), but overall was in great shape with no rust or dents and still had the original paint and decals.

Davidson is a frame builder out of the Seattle area, and he still makes great bikes to this day. In fact, a few friends have actually visited his "factory" wedged in the back of a bike shop and marveled at his technique, quality, and style. In any event, I still had a place to go for any research, problems, etc., that I might ever encounter.

Since I was planning to ride this bike and build my strength, having it perfectly vintage wasn’t the intention although keeping to that style of the era was; this was to be a rider’s bike, not a shelf queen. There are a decent amount of hills in my area, so finding the right balance was key for climbing and descending. Soon, older Campy cranks were put on and matched with a 39 tooth (inner ring) that was flipped to line up the rear 16 tooth ring. This was nice and convenient since I didn’t have to use a single speed or track crank, but instead could use what I had on hand. I would start with this gearing since I could use what I had already up front and although the back was 16, using a freewheel hub meant I couldn’t go any smaller. The headset is Campy and I found some Campy aero record levers with white hoods that would work with Campy Chorus brakes. Next came the Cinelli stem and Cinelli bars. The build was looking pretty good, but wheels were needed to be built up to work with the correct offset and spacing and still work with a pair of 32h hard anodized Mavic rims. These were laced up to a Campy record front hub and Surly rear hub for Single Speed with bolt on.  I then added a Thompson offset silver seat post; not from the era, but priced well and works great and still within my budget. 



John Coleman from Banning’s Bikes in Fullerton got to work on the build and helped with any miscellaneous stuff I might need along the way. John is a good friend of mine and we’ve been known to throw back a few tasty brews in the evenings. For the finishing touches I went with a modern seat, pedals and tires since I knew some miles would be in my future rides. After the final tweaks were done, I hit the road. All I could say was wow. This bike was smooth and the geometry had a nice aggressive feel without being too twitchy or unstable. After putting a couple hundred miles on it in a couple of weeks, I was finding the bikes “sweet” spot and really starting to push the geometry by testing the limits of what the bike was capable of. I started riding the bike with my riding partners who use geared bikes and was quickly surprised how well it held its own. I soon found myself doing 3-4 hour rides and climbing 3000+ ft of elevation. Yeah it was a grunt, but over time the bike gave me a lot of confidence and taught me how to be more efficient and smooth with my riding. Descending is where this bike really shined. Unlike my Colnago, this bike falls in to the turns better and holds a line rock solid- remember I have to be very efficient to keep up with the boys. In fact it does everything better than what I was expecting. It is also very comfortable. My back tends to get a bit sore on my other bikes, but with the Impulse my positioning is great, and is still aggressive. After all, I like to ride hard and race and this thing is no “comfort” geometry- it doesn’t need to be. My project bike that was meant as a weekend, “Sunday” bike was quickly becoming a staple on a few of my outings. Just goes to show that a 20+ year old bike can still hold its own against modern stuff if the quality and design are solid. I did however notice that the back end of the bike wasn’t very stiff laterally, and a bit of research showed that was common for bikes of that era. Of course more modern advancements in steel construction has changed some of that, but it isn’t too bad. Steel bikes from builders like Pegoretti have taken advantage of improvements in steel construction and they’ve been able to make steel bikes lighter, stiffer, and still have the feel most riders covet. But, considering everything, it is pretty nice and frames from builders like Pegoretti can cost you a second mortgage. 

Well as the miles kept racking up, I started to notice a few things that weren’t exactly how I wanted. This is common with bikes and there are always a few minor adjustments that hours on the bike will show. First were the bars, brakes and stem. The brake hoods are classic for the era, but I was more interested in performance and comfort. After all, many items on the bike weren't specific to a specific build of the time, and although the frame rides great, isn’t exactly being sought by vintage bike collectors or shown as a museum piece. The brake hoods were just too small and narrow and would cut in to your hands over time. Also, the bars were very deep and the curve rounded off, making positioning of the hood very awkward. No matter how much I rotated them on the bars, they just couldn’t settle in on a good spot for overall comfort and reach when braking. So instead, I went with a set of Cane Creek brake hoods. There is a reason modern brake hoods are so big and ergonomic. Advances in materials and theories have evolved them to shape to the hands better and still maintain low weight, comfort and function.

The bars were still a problem though, but since they were Cinelli from an older era, I was forced to take a look at the stem as well. Cinelli of that era commonly used a bar diameter that limited what stem you could use. Most riders just had to deal with it and use both Cinelli bars and stem together and since Cinelli was so popular in those days, most didn’t really mind. But, those days are gone, and the inconvenience of using a specific system that has gone out of favor has shown some side affects. Another problem was the steering tube and headset. Older bikes used a threaded system that has long been dropped in favor of threadless. Fortunately I was able to find a converter from Profile Designs (pretty cheap, although a bit of weight) that sized up the steering tube and spread out in the headset, so then I could run a modern stem that also worked with a modern handlebar. I found a great 3T aluminum, ergo shaped bar that I liked with a nice aero flat top for more hand positions. This combined with a 3T aluminum stem seemed to be the right choice. A quick ride shortly after confirmed my choices and I enjoyed the overall improvement in comfort and feel.

One last thing that loomed over my head, was the gearing. Although the 39/16 combo worked pretty well for climbing, it soon became apparent that it was just too low for the flats and descents. I kind of expected this to a certain degree, but I found I was just “spinning out” too much in the flats. This would cause me to bounce around a bit more often than I wanted and it was just too low to maintain even a reasonable average speed. I also noticed that most the the bigger climbs I had been doing, although a bit of effort, weren’t unreasonable, and that even with a few more teeth I would be able to handle it. The problem was in the cranks. Since they were an older set of Campy, finding a front gear in the same pattern was proving to be elusive. I was in need of a 42 tooth ring, but that specific piece could only be found from a vintage company that had large minimums when ordering parts. The minimums could be waved if I was willing to pay the extra fee, but this project was more about the passion, not about deadlines or having to rely on it for my rides. Time ticked and the bike starting to sit a bit more. I even considered throwing a full set of gears at it, since the experience of riding a single speed was starting to wear off on me and the problem of locating a 42 tooth gear was still ongoing. This also meant that if I wanted to throw gears at it, I would have to either rebuild the wheels, or find new ones, get a rear derailler, front shifters, etc.; not exactly the easiest transformation or wanted expense.

As chance would have it, a rider from my bike club was looking for a single speed, steel bike and just happened to be almost exactly the same size as me. We set up a meeting and he took it for a spin. He loved it instantly and the bike now has a new home. I explained to him all the issue I had with the front gearing, and what he could expect, but he had a history with single speeds, and was a strong rider, but had yet to really experience a steel ride. He had also heard of Davidson and the bike just happened to be spec’d with items that mirrored a lot of his tastes. I could tell my bike would have a great new home and continue to see many more miles for years to come.

Beer Mag Photoshoots

Part of my work as a photographer is working with models on location. Now, what could be better to work off the hours than working with beer thrown in the mix. I usually have to "wing it" when I shoot these covers since I don't get much background on the spot and little to no direction. Yeah, it's a bit different from the help I got in the past, but can be fun and I like the challenges. Oh, I do have to mention that there is no stylist, minimal equipment, and I have limited time to shoot. Get in, set up, be super creative, stay portable, get it done, etc. I'm glad I'm not an accountant. Buzz, buzz.


Beach Ride


I decided to go solo for this one and take a ride down to the beach via the Santa Ana River Trail. I was feeling good from some previous riding I had been doing over the weeks leading up to this ride, so mapped out about 70+ miles and hit the road. It was late in the summer and what a great way to take in some miles and check out a few areas I hadn't been to yet. I figured I would ride, stop for lunch along the way at some point, then have a beer and take the train back to my house. No particular route mapped out, but I did have a basic outline. The weather on the other hand wasn’t quite cooperating as much, although the forecast was calling for the skies to start clearing up.

I left the house and proceeded to jump on the trail around the city of Orange. I went through the town of Placentia which isn't going to win any awards for panoramic views or holiday destinations. Bit busy with traffic, but overall not too bad. Basically it was a bit of dodging cracks and potholes in the asphalt along with hugging the street curbs since the bike lanes are pretty scarce.

It wasn't too long before I found an entrance to the famous Santa Ana River Trail. I jumped on the trail and started getting in to a nice rhythm. The trail is pretty straight and since it was during the week, I didn't have to worry too much about the weekend crowds.


After a few miles I approached the stadium. One of the nice things about this trail, is that it goes right by the home of the Angels. I find watching baseball about as fun as watching paint dry, but at least you can grab beer and a bag of peanuts. Well I can also do that at home, so my list of games I've seen can probably be counted on my hands. The trail at this point is kind of boring too, industrial and flat, so it's nice to have a few landmarks and sites to break things up.



The rain started coming down a bit and I needed to duck out of it for a few. Luckily there was a big street that passes overhead and created some decent shelter. Its kind of cool to check out the concrete structure from below since most people will never see it from this perspective.


It wasn't too long before I was able to continue on. This is the stadium as seen from across the parking lot just beyond the fence. The trail goes right by this spot and at other times on the weekends you can see the flee market going on.


Nice views and overall there are some nice sections.


Closing in on PCH and Newport Beach.Self portrait.


Crossing some of the bridges on the trail. This bridge gets a little dicey when some rain falls on it, making for the turn on and off its planks a good wake up call.


Small ride on PCH, then hopped on Back Bay trail. This trail is a bit nicer and has some nice flow, but mostly flat too. Good way to get in the zone and take in the miles. Music blazing in the earbuds.


On to Laguna Canyon and in to Laguna Beach. Weather cleared up and its turning out to be a nice day after all.


Laguna Canyon is nice albeit with some small shoulders to ride on. The headwind is always a bit of a challenge, and bikes are fairly common. As you roll along, you can see some of the more famous mountain bike trails that get ridden in Orange County. Makes you want to jump off and grab a bike with some knobby tires- sometimes.



The flowers were in bloom and things were looking nice. The flowers only go in to bloom for a short time every year, so it was great to catch them as the showered the hills with some color. A much needed change from the more common brown hillsides we tend to be more accustomed to.




Back on PCH and heading south. The breeze coming off the Pacific ocean helped stem the increasing heat that the opened up clouds were bringing. Stopped by Ron Leland's house in Dana Point and we went for a nice lunch. I was lucky to have him join me for the ride to the train station. He grabbed his BH single speed and we pace lined and rode side by side and joked away the time. Just a quick purchase of a ticket and all aboard to Fullerton with some farewells to Ron. BTW, the shots were all done on my iPhone, so just some energy bars in the pockets and some small extras and I was good to go. 75+ miles for the day and the asphalt kept racking up. Slept good that night.

Some Belgian Tastiness

A pretty amazing Belgian Beer. Dinner at Brussels Bistro in Laguna Beach and I stumbled on this tasty treat. Brussel's has some great food and if you like clams, this is the place. I especially like the steak tartar. If you've ever had it, it's definitely a bit different. Yeah, it's red meat, but it's cold and often prepared with pickles and onions chopped up in it and the meat is ground so that it is kind of slimy and smooth. Think of a hamburger patty, but leaner, smoother, cold and a bit sour. It isn't the typical pissed off red meat bleeding all over your plate you might be used to. I still dig it though. On one of the walls, there is a Belgian cycling jersey signed by the great Eddy Merckx. If you don't know, Merckx is a legend and Belgian. He is a man's man, and not only won a lot of Tour de Frances, but won a lot of other races including some of the one day classics; badass. Glad to see the bike history and memorabilia on the wall for guys like me. Oh yeah, the Belgian Ale was awesome. Medium amber color, nice aroma with just a hint of fruitiness and only a tad sour (by Belgian standards). Held a decent head and I asked the waiter to pour for a head of about 3 fingers. Big but not heavy.

The Beginning!

Cycling is about passion, and I've been fortunate to be riding bikes for over 20 years now. Yep, I was one of those guys that rode a hardtail, shitty gripshift, and 2 1/2" of fork travel was awesome as we hammered down rock gardens and singletrack. I'm not a pioneer, never won any big races and weigh the equivalent of 2 Andy Schlecks, but I still like to ride. It's in my soul and on my mind. I love fresh, right-brained stuff and taking photos, doing some cool graphic design, writing and just having fun. These things fuel my creative juices. Yeah, it's pretty corny, but if you ride, you just might get it. I've got a ton of interests, and I've been fortunate to have cycling as my way of life and anything with two wheels is fair game. This blog is about riding and the things that surround it. Feel free to make comments, poke fun, make suggestions, or just take it all in. Did I mention I like beer? Enjoy.
Carl Hyndman