Borealis Yampa Fat Bike Is A Pure Joy To Ride


I didn’t know geared fat bikes could get this light ….. Wow

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We recently got out on a ride on a Borealis Yampa Fat Bike that we had the pleasure of selling and building for a valued customer.

In short let us just say that this bike is a pure joy to ride.

We built her up with a Sram XO kit and HED Big Deal Wheels.

In doing so we were able to keep the bike under 23 lbs!! Yep, you read that correctly. Insane.

The bike is just awesome! It climbs like a race oriented hard tail while descending like a short travel dually. Due to the performance of the bike we would feel comfortable making this our daily rider if we had to pick one mountain bike to own. It just does everything well..and of course it has a big advantage in deep snow that would slow non fatties down.

Borealis Yampa Front Tire 45NRTH Dillinger 5 tires are giant tires with…

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Long beach loses its cycling icon


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Octavio Orduno, known as the oldest cyclist in Long Beach, if not the world, has died. He was 106.

The retired aerospace mechanic from Santa Paula was a local celebrity among cyclists in the south bay. Every day, he would pedal down Ocean Boulevard to the beach, park or farmer’s market — ignoring the roar of lawn mowers and growls of pit bulls, but always smiling as he passed young women in flowery skirts.

Some days he would get stuck on an incline and had to will his legs to pump. Drivers from passing cars used to cheer him on, “You can do it!”

“He was our Superman,” said his daughter, Angelina Orduno. A stubborn one.

The father of six preferred a two-wheeler. But at 100 years old, his wife, Alicia, insisted he get a tricycle.

When the city’s bike coordinator, Charles Gandy, learned about Orduno’s enthusiasm, he promoted the centenarian’s story online. Orduno became the grinning symbol of cycling in the city. Fans would greet him at bike-lane ribbon cuttings and bike festivals.

At public events, he soaked up the attention. He used to greet the men with tight handshakes and approach the ladies with gentle hands and puckered lips.

He had trouble seeing and couldn’t hear well, but each time someone asked him his secret to a long life he gave the same answer: “Keep moving and eat healthy.”

He seemed to live on vegetables, fruits and nuts. He also had an appetite for Mexican telenovelas.

His own life, too, was pretty dramatic.

As a teenager during the Great Depression, he ran away from home, wandering from Oregon to Wisconsin by freight train. Later he became a gardener to the stars: Claudette Colbert, Charlie Ruggles, William S. Hart. During World War II, too old to enlist, he taught women how to build airplane engines. At his 104th birthday party, he jitterbugged to his favorite mariachi music.

“He just loved life,” Angelina said. “And he wasn’t going to go down without a fight.”

Cycling became the highlight of otherwise uneventful days in his later years.
Alicia, his wife of 60 years, got used to him coming home scraped and bruised. Once, he arrived in the back of a police car. Another time, he crashed against a two-wheeler and ended up in the hospital. He had a concussion and could not recognize anyone for days.

Soon, though, he was back on his red Torker tricycle. His usual ride was to Bixby Park, where he watched the skateboarders do ollies and flips.

He quit those journeys two years ago because no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer get his trike up his building’s inclined driveway.

That didn’t stop him from riding, though — in tight circles around his building’s parking garage.

What finally stopped him was the theft of his bike’s front wheel.

“He was upset,” Eddie said. “But I think, by then, he was too old to keep going.”

Orduno spent days by the window, watching the world go by. Gradually he became weaker, and on doctors’ advice, the family put him in a convalescent home.

The old man was not happy. One day, he got up, determined to head out the front door, Eddie said. He fell and broke his hip.

Several days later, on Jan. 16, he died due to complications of the fall. He was two months short of another birthday party.

“If he could, he would have been riding still,” Eddie said. “He would have made it to 107.”

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Ride in the kilpatrick hills


So the kilpatrick hills are just outside glasgow and I have never been there to walk or ride but the Facebook meetup group were going there today although later so I decided to stop there this morning to have an early ride.

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Road was pretty icy but once on the bike it was great and then I started to climb

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And climb right to top of ridge. The genesis caribou has a 1×10 setup but up top it hits 13% ave gradient (makes note to check on gps track) I was having to sit back and pedal as standing or leaning forward meant the tyres were starting to slip. But sitting down meant the front wheel lifted on every pedal stroke …. I confess to 2 brief halts. Then the top ….

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Nice pretty untouched snow – luckily someone had passed yesterday so I had an indication of where to go – it was all new to me. Fat tyres only sunk in 2-4 inches but when I stepped off it was 6-10 deep ….. Ooooft

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Then the path led down

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By the bottom I was grinning ear to ear.

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Fat Bike Fun part II


Fun indeed

Life is just a ride

I´ve been planning to do a re-cap on my old fat bike fun video. Local trials but during winter. Yesterday i finally had some time off to do it. This video is shot just in the near surroundings of where i live.

Here is the first one i did a couple of years ago. Gotta love the contrasts of winter vs summer.

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Fat bikes don’t fit


Well the roof racks on the car have had to resort to straps to secure the wheels …..

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Went down the beach for a test ride on the sand with the bike whilst waiting for the wind to kick in for kitesurfing. It is good on sand but as I discovered also very good over seaweed strewn rocks and kelp. Cycled right on the edge of the water with spray going everywhere – all I could think of was RUST which is stupid as bike wouldn’t be left with salt water all over it. In fact I had the sprayer in the car so rinsed it down on my return. Only did 10km but on sand that felt longer – riding down the dunes on the very soft sand felt very strange and I worked out that turns had to be gradual and carved to stop the tyre digging in.

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Great fun

Afterwards the wind kicked and had a great hour and a half on my small 6m wave kite. Top day.

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