 | As I search for new content for the Sequence Saturday feature, there are some weeks when I just don't have anything new. Whether we've searched high and low and just not found anything, or as in this case, simply left it a little late, sometimes there just isn't anything new. Which is not really a problem, it just gives me a chance to pull something out of the vault. Many of you will remember this shot of Cam McCaul from New World Disorder, it was a Fox poster, as well as a magazine shot in several different countries, and it remains one of my favorite shots.
When Cam and I had first gone to Green River several years previous to this, we had found this gap, and Cam and the guys had built the jump. It took a lot of mental prep, but Cam eventually went for it, although a little too fast, and with too much lip. He ended up jumping it more than a few bike lengths to flat, and swore he would never do it again. Cut to a year or two later and Cam went back with the NWD crew and rebuilt it, and threw a bunch of big superman seat grabs over it. So much for never again. Then the following year Cam decided he wanted to flip it. No lack of preparation this time. I hooked up with Cam in Issaquah where he was filming with NWD again, and he had found a jump that was almost the exact same gap, but without the consequence. Several practice flips into it he was confident he could do it, although he didn't say much at the time. It was about a 16 hour drive from there to Green River, but we made it pretty much straight through, and the next day we took a look at it. A little bit of Utah acclimatization on some smaller stuff that day, and then another good sleep and he was ready. One practice jump, and then this giant flip. Huge props to Cam for pulling it off! - Ian Hylands |
McCaul reached out, and instead of manhandling his vodka-soaked short-stack of pancakes like Clint thought, he let his fingers do the moonwalk right over the shiniest place on the mans head.
Needless to say, Clint lost it.
Never before had such peals of laughter echoed through that dank, dark place. The cooks looked up from their toast a la whiskey. The diners looked up from their complimentary wine-cooler fruit-bowls. The hostess woke up for a brief second, mumbled something about Brett Tippie tipping wonderfully (a story for another time), and then fell back asleep in the defunct claw-machine prize bin.
Cam McCaul won something that day, and Clint Eastwood lost his most precious gift- the personal gravity that made him a star. Cam could now soar over canyons and flow down the steepest chutes in perfect poise...double your gravity, double your fun.
Are you sure Clint wasn't arm-wrestling someone in an empty chair, pretending it was McCaul?
Also, that gap, it's been 5 years and its still in pristine condition... waiting for another maniac to hit it.
People aren't getting sick of me, otherwise why would they come back and check my responses like you are right now? Your wrong again.
And who gives a crap about my profile? Only weird strangers with no life, that's who. Seriously, why would you do that? But I will post a bike pic maybe.
I am leaving it...I'm leaving my honest opinions on here! You should be a little more respectful of them since I have alot more experience in this sport than you, I'm sick & tired of your negative reactions, shape up or get out, understand?
most of your views seem to be ridiculously structured, poorly backed up irritable statements with little or no real point to make, for example "back flips are boring..."
seriously?
maybe you drop in the odd kind remark to make it seem like you aren't a total douche, but in reality, every time i see your name it is in faded grey with about 50 neg props next to it.
sorry, but people genuinely don't want you commenting on everything.
Check out my bike pics, proves that I ride!
who overshot a gap and went "KABLAM".
Vowed he would never hit it again,
but worked up the courage to send,
When he floated a backflip over the canyon, we said DAYUM
"I wish I could do that too"
Camera man 2: Nah I think it was Cam.
(Cam jumping the over the canyon gap): www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU9RO_v52e4&feature=fvwrel
"Red car performing backflip over Green River"
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!
So he went, and the Doctor got out a series of cards with ink blotched all over them and said "Cam, I want you to tell me the first thing that comes to your mind when you see the cards". "ok"Cam said.
The Doctor showed Card 1: "What do you see?"
"A woman in a bikini lying on a beach"
Card 2: "what do you see?"
"a beautiful woman, lying under the sheets on a bead"
Card 3:
"a half naked woman posing on a wall"
"Well its clear that all this hucking of big jumps is giving you a higher than normal adrenlin rush, causing your testosterone to increase so you are having manly thoughts about beautiful woman".
"what!!!! You accusing me on thinking of woman! Incase you haven't noticed, your the one with all the dirty pictures!!!!
McCaul reached out, and instead of manhandling his vodka-soaked short-stack of pancakes like Clint thought, he let his fingers do the moonwalk right over the shiniest place on the mans head.
Needless to say, Clint lost it.
Never before had such peals of laughter echoed through that dank, dark place. The cooks looked up from their toast a la whiskey. The diners looked up from their complimentary wine-cooler fruit-bowls. The hostess woke up for a brief second, mumbled something about Brett Tippie tipping wonderfully (a story for another time), and then fell back asleep in the defunct claw-machine prize bin.
Cam McCaul won something that day, and Clint Eastwood lost his most precious gift- the personal gravity that made him a star. Cam could now soar over canyons and flow down the steepest chutes in perfect poise...double your gravity, double your funAfter landing his huge hucked up flip Cams friend was worried and recommended he see a Doctor to asses his level of Craziness.
So he went, and the Doctor got out a series of cards with ink blotched all over them and said "Cam, I want you to tell me the first thing that comes to your mind when you see the cards". "ok"Cam said.
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If you wamna impress me to a 70 foot drop, that might make Bender's eyes pop
Or better yet do the Rampage with no brakes, you'll never be accused of being a fake
Even better do the big drops on a hardtail, your publicity rating will not fail
What if someone did Rampage on a Wal Mart bike, or even better yet, how bout' on a kids trike
Instead what we have here is just another backflip, God damn, I'm getting so bored with this sh*t.
Are you at work by any chance ?
"What the f*ck happened?" He demands
"Well" she replied in tearful sobs and almost hysterical, "I was walking home from school and I took the shortcut through the back lanes"
"AND? AND?" screams Dad trying to get more info Sob Sob said the little girl "Some man dragged me into the bushes and tore at my blouse"
"OMG, What happened?" asks dad
sob sob cried the poor little girl "He then put his hand up my skirt"
"NO!" shouts Dad "Then?"
Crying through heavy sobs she replies "I cant remember, I blacked out"
"WELL MAKE IT UP, MAKE IT UP!!!" shouts dad as he starts wanking.