get out and surch

so we got out and got some good pool riding in a couple weeks ago. There is nothing like finding a good pool and shralping all day. IT's a great free experance like no othere something new somthing hard to ride its a challenge.so get up off your ass stop reading this and go find your pool!

back to driving way to long to get to every spot

So we have been home for a week now and for sure are hating the 2 hr waits in traffic to ride a spot for like 10 minutes if that! but the are a few spots and one on the top of my list that are worth it out here. What u must relize is you have to hunt the good spots out make new spots pretty much do what ever u have to do to keep riding intreasting and fun. That is what me and jon and cody or should i say the sleeping cody did yesterday here are some pic hope u like!
Revolt bmx -Jase

home and still I.B.a.F

Hello all! We are back from the trip and straight back to work too. the rest of the trip was hot. full of dope spots and people. We left you all in salt lake city, utah. we then headed straight to denver, colorado where we spent 4 days 5 nights riding, filming and parting with the dudes from the photo atlas, a straight f-ing rad band. here are some pics for a small taste of what went down there
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So from denver the three strong left and went on some crazy mission for a few good parks before we split to az... Carbondale was the destination. out of the way slightly but so worth it. I would say if u ever have the chance to go there do it. that place is on point! From there with like nothing to our name we made the final decison to strap the heat suits on and blaze down through Az. there are several good parks and millions of great diches out there. But after riding flagstaff for a great morning sesh all to our selves we headed south to see what the desert heat was all about. john got a flat and i got heat exhaustion from trying to ride haha.. how i ever lived in A.Z. i don't know. So after talking to one of my old school homies, scotty, who helped us cop some dro for the slow roll home. We were heading home with one bag of coins and another full of fire. john tried to drink a two day old, baked from the az sun, rockstar for his fav forty ounce beverage. but after about two big drinks he had to call it quits. cant imagine that was to tasty, but ya know ya got to (party like a rockstar) eh? john? haha.. finally we got home and pulled into the garage in H.B. with an empty tank. we were all happy to be back. after being on the road for a while you will find that being home or even calling a place home is not really the best thing. But we got back to work and we are planning the next trip now so if any one has any advice hit us up! talk to u all soon real soon haha
Revolt jase-

Bike Check: Tha Brain

Grips: Mosh Eddie
Bars: Solid Hella Wide's
Stem: Solid
Forks: Odyssey Race
Frame: Solid AA 21'
Seat: FIT ECCD
Seat Clamp: S&M Seat Clamp
Cranks: Odyssey Wombolt
Pedals: Demolition (Kick down from Dennis Enerson)
Chain: Dont Know... a chain with a half link
Sprocket: Solid 30
Front Hub: Odyssey Vandeuro
Front Rim: Odyssey Hazard Light 36
Back Hub: Odyssey Cassette 36
Back Tire: FIT FAF 2.10
Front Tire: Odyssey Aitken 2.25

Modifications: PBR can as a seat post shim. and custom bars, Prototype REVOLT stem pad. No brakes, No pegs No life... you can smoke out of my back axel cause its hollow.. if you had a doobie or somthin...


TD: Parts you go through the most?
Brain: Pedals, Grips and tires.
TD: One tool you always take with you?
Brain: I dont always take stuff with me... I guess maybe a spoke wrench...
TD: Thanks?
Brain: Aaron at Solid, Revolt, 5050, (Gimme the lighter Jase...) Loyal To Your Soil, thanks to Beringer and Jeff for the couch, I dont wanna long list but i wanna thank all my friends who've supported me, the Folks I ride with, Yall Know who you are.
GC.

Ride Fast Take Chances... -Brain

Broke As Fuck

Waking up in different places has never been that perplexing for me.
Im fortunate enough to know when to stop drinking so I don't usually endure the conditions that would make this result a habit..
That being said, the domicile into which I awoke yesterday and the day before was an experience that I never thought I would have. which made it a little surprising...

Ive slept places before where there is something inspiring to ride within 10 feet of my horizontal socks.
Ive woke up, stretched and dropped in.

Ive had night sessions that were lit by a cord a yard long to the house.

All of these experiences have occurred in places I have met, then begun to understand.
Places that before the first visit were a cloudy painting in my imagination created by some vague description by a similarly wheeled individual.

Beringer's house in Utah is not somewhere I got shady directions to from a Burger King napkin. Beringer's house is not somewhere most of the BMX community is unaware of.

Beringer's house is not undocumented in its current state.

The pea-soup-green ramps were mapped out in my head years before I stepped onto the deck and I'm sure its the same for a whole lotta people.
So you can imagine waking up in that house was, for lack of a better word, a trip...

One could draw parallels between the attraction the creations in that backyard have for us, and what Graceland holds for Elvis lovers, but that's be a bit too much, don't you think? Christ, anything can be taken for granted..

All hype aside we are all humans, sometimes gifted and lauded folks forget that they aren't actually the most important thing in the world..
Not the case with the gracious hosts we were to have the pleasure of crashing with.
There was never a feeling of burden or discontent to worry about and we were treated much the same as anybody who just walked off the latest roadfools..
In a situation that in another place would be all attitudes and quick head nods of acknowledgment we received honest introductions and solid handshake name exchanges from everybody there...

Jeff is one of the folks who resides at this acre of high desert landscape among dry water slides and dead ducks.
He's been all over this country of ours and has an outlook that would appease the toughest of any moral compass. He has worked anywhere you have and finally decided to chase the dream of chasing the dream and currently works at the famed 50-50 Bike shop in Layton Utah. You can find him there most days of the week, watching you sweat as he wrenches in air conditioned goodness, Talkin about whatever the hell comes up with 50-50 owner Eddie (who's mom is the coolest lady in the world)..
Oh yeah, and Jeff kills it.

Our time there was too short but we made use of it despite intensely hot weather. Matt was even kind enough to take us up to the top of this mountain where Jase slid down a sketchy ass snow field for a Forty.
Views were had and the dro was put in the wind. On our way out of town Cody was on a mission to do some crazy rail. He's always doin that shit..

We got to the parking lot and were unloading just as a cop rolled up. After a brief exchange he is quoted to have said "you can ride the parking lot, if you ride the stairs theres some guys that'll take your bike, I'm gonna go to the bathroom" and off he went. Let the good times roll..
After a couple slams Cody got all the way down clean, only to have technical difficulty's with the video camera.. never one to miss a clip that crazy bastard went back up and tried again, gettin most of the way till being bucked to flat.. A little blood and skin left in utah, no biggie for him...
We grabbed some all you can eat pizza that was a disappointment, stopped by 50-50 to chill for a sec and we were off to Denver Colorado..

HUGE Thanks again to Loyal To Your Soil, Matt, Jeff and Eddie... you muthafuckas are alllll riiiiight....

IBAF '08