Riding the Storm - Video

It was all that the news and the neighbors could talk about; the storm bearing down on our trails with a ferocity seen perhaps as rarely as a few times per century. People filled sandbags and stocked up on beans, and emergency agencies called for all hands on deck in preparation for the chaos ahead.

So like any self-respecting individual with questionable judgement, Jimmy Lucchesi and I went for a bike ride. We carried camera gear and energy waffles instead of umbrellas and emergency whistles, and wore shorts instead of rain pants.

Despite our apparent lack of preparation, we were ready to get soaked, duke it out with the weather for a few rounds, and nab a few frames filled with more raindrops than trees. We figured we could dance around a bit and avoid the knockout, and maybe even sneak in enough shots for the Pinkbike judges to award us the victory by a split decision if we were lucky. It looked like we’d be going toe to toe with a real heavyweight of a storm, and we were ready to step into the ring.

But then it didn't rain. Sure, it was slick as snot and soggy as a forgotten bowl of Frosted Mini Wheats, but more water came from the ground than the sky that day. Other parts of the state were getting pummeled, but ol’ Atmo Riv just stood by the ropes for a while in Humboldt County. Oh well, I guess we cant really complain about throwing loam instead of jabs, and maybe you all will be so kind as to give us one of those big gold championship belts anyhow.









Rider: Jimmy Lucchesi
Video, photos, and words by Satchel Cronk
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