Case BMX Magazine Issue 7 by Louis smith

PROFILE TRIP 34 - 39

MARK MULVILLE 24 - 33

MARCUS GRUBBS 16 - 19

ISSUE 7 Ricky Bates Punjab Dallimore Glory days Marcus Grubbs K.O.S Mark Mulville Profile Trip Duo Trip Deluxe Trip The Word Video Trey Bike Check Soft Goods Hard Goods Decoy Jam

6-7 10 - 11 12 14 16 - 19 20 - 22 24 - 33 34 - 39 46 - 56 58 - 67 68 - 69 70 - 71 74 - 75 78 80-81

Editor: Mike Netley – mike@casebmx.com Art director/designer: Louis Smith – louis@casebmx.com

COVER: PHIL ALLER. XUP FLIP AT THE WHAT WAS CLOSED DOWN NEWQUAY PARK DURING THE SUMMER ‘11 PROFILE EUROPE SUMMER TRIP. PHOTO BY MIKE NETLEY

DELUXE TRIP 58 - 67

DUO TRIP 46 - 56

Art assist. James Willsher Ryan Macdonald Contributors Mike Cottle Devon Denham Alex Boyd Aaron Coward Mark Noble

Danny Morton Gareth Howell David Leep Dave Douglas Brandan Pundai

Advertising/events/promotions Mike Netley: mike@casebmx.com Chips Ollie: ollie@casebmx.com Louis Smith: louis@casebmx.com Published by Mike Netley

RICKEY, ROOF TO CARAVAN TO SMITH TO HEFTY 10 FT DROP. HAVING THE MOST AMOUNT OF FUN POSSIBLE AT ALL TIMES

Words by Billy Richardson Photo by Mike Cottle

BANNED IN PEACE Rickey Bates and Gary Dimartine

Rickey Bates and Gary Dimartine were two of the heaviest hitters in BMX today. Together they could ride around an entire city for days just to do one thing. Find the best setup possible. Then smoke a blunt. In this picture you see a lot of “shit”. To Rickey and Gary this was the perfect setup. Nobody around to fuck with them. Nobody to yell at them to get off the roof of the UNIT or Paulzilla’s house. Or take the grind box off the mini ramp and some how make it work as “spine roof-gap to the UNIT gap-to smith grind”. Lastly, Nobody to tell them they are doing the wrong trick with the wrong camera. I wasn’t present for this picture, but I spent enough time with the both them to know that Gary is screaming “Fuck Yeah”... Rickey is riding with honor, finding the best

spots for him and his friends. Trails, street. skate park. to dub. to the bar.. Just as long as you wanted to go ride. I love you Rickey Bates and Gary Dimartine My best wishes to both of their families. - Billy

BRANDAN, 360 TURNDOWN ON HOME SOIL IN MONROEVILLE PA. I’VE NO DOUBT IN MY MIND THAT YOU’LL BE SEEING MORE OF THIS FROM BRANDAN WITHIN IN A YEAR OR SO.

“ If you live to ride and ride to live, then you’ll do what ever necessary to keep that lifeline open”

YOU CAN’T AFFORD IT If there is one piece of advice I can give to the BMX community, or to anyone living in the “free” world is that you can’t afford to go to prison... Whether it’s financially or emotionally. I can honestly say that doing time will change your life, forever. Accepting one’s own mistakes and shortcomings that lead to imprisonment is what can make or break you. Having your loved ones, friends, and BMX bike pulled from under your feet like a rug only increases the burden: prison is nothing short of hell on earth… well, depending on the things that are important in your life. The harsh reality, even in the United States, is that once you are an inmate, you can be disposed of like a piece of trash. I witnessed a 50-year-old DUI offender flatline from a heart attack only to have an ambulance arrive 20 minutes later after you jump

started his heart. You might be thinking, “isn’t there some sort of emergency service in there?” Yeah, a limo-style golf cart. There were two suicidal hangings, one fatal heart attack, fights, and attempted stabbings all within the three and a half months I visited the self-proclaimed safest prison in the state of Pennsylvania. What the fuck is right! Ask yourself what you think of that scenario. If you think it’s nothing; you’ve either been there already, you’ve lived rough or you are calling me a liar. One thing I have vowed from now is to be completely honest no matter what the situation. I guess that alleviates the option of me telling a lie. Ha-ha! be grateful for our freedoms. Riding BMX bikes, hanging out with friends, making a phone call, seeing your family, getting food from your fridge and even taking a piss without someone peering five feet from you. We are all guilty of taking for granted the simple things in life. Without a doubt I have learned a valuable lesson through this experience. Growing and smoking marijuana may not be frowned upon by a lot of people, but it has made my current state of life unbearable at times. We all make mistakes, what you intend to do with these errors in judgement is what can define your personal integrity. As our internal clocks keep ticking, our lives consist of questions and answers, lefts and rights, highs and lows. In some cases there is no “right” way to go. es Pa very optimistic outlook for the

Weighing your options, deciding what is in your best interest, is something we do every day of our lives. When you’re getting ready to go to a bar I ask that you think twice about drinking and driving; when you are contemplating using any drug, stop and reflect on this article. Every single person I have spoken to in jail who has a drug addiction told me they are constantly chasing their first high. The endless path of destruction begins at the top of this massive mountain and the only way down is to ‘eat shit’. Getting back up, per se, from an alcohol or drug addiction is not easy. If you’ve been riding for some years then you know where I’m coming from with this comparison. In case you don’t get it, the more you fall on your ass, the harder it becomes to get up off the ground. Here are some words of wisdom to help keep yourself straight; say no to drugs. The old cliché is right, there isn’t a single positive result from doing or selling drugs. Almost 70% of the prison population are drug offenders, and that is a statistical fact. If I were to theorise, I would say nearly all of the prison system is full because of drugs and alcohol in one way or another. Crazy scenarios will indeed transpire if people are getting fucked up or selling drugs, this I can promise. And remember, I will not tell a lie. Do please take my perspective into consideration for I am only trying to pass on my knowledge of drugs, alcohol and prison. With a single blink of an eye your life can be flipped, folded or torn. And there’s a good chance you might not

even remember what happened. All it takes is one turn of the key after a night of drinking, one hit of cocaine, popping a pill or selling a bag of weed to a friend to land you in prison. If you live to ride and ride to live, then you’ll do what ever necessary to keep that lifeline open. Above all, love, family and friends are irreplaceable, our two wheeled machines will be missed and father time is winding his watch at a million miles per second. So please think about the choices you make and what I have said, or you may regret the next decision you make. Just sayin’! — Your fellow rider, Brandan Pundai, “Punjab” PS: to anyone that may have thought more of me, I apologise from the bottom of my heart. We all screw up at one time or another, it matters what we take from our mistakes and how we move forward in life. I can promise that I have changed for the better and have a very optimistic outlook for the future. Once again, I am truly sorry.

Words by Brandan Pundai Photos by David Leep

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GLORY DAYS

Words and photo by

Mark Noble

Lee Reynolds, step thru. This was one of those picture-perfect blue-sky southern California days we dreamed about when we were kids reading BMXA magazine back in the day. Late summer 1988, a vert ramp somewhere just north of San Diego and south of Leucadia, home of Ron Wilkerson and co, and Chris and I went on a photo shoot-slash-bike test on Ronâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s brand new Wilkerson Airlines bike. Good times. Lee Reynolds came along for the ride as well, and busted out the best step-thru airs Iâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ve ever seen. No-one did them like Lee... no-one. 14

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MARCUS GRUBBS

So what? I have a foot fetish! With an odd attraction to the female foot, and an overwhelming knowledge of cannabis; it’s easy to say there’s never a dull moment when hanging out with Marcas Grubbs. The curly haired Indiana native has never ceased to amaze me when it comes to his riding. He has the ability to pull some of the most technically sound lines, while being able to man up and hop on a chest height ledge. After knowing him for a few years I discovered how talented the guy was. However, he still seemed a bit off kilter to me. Not in a bad way though. I thought it was hilarious how much he likes girl’s feet, and it was the icing on the cake when I found out his front teeth are fake. At some points I’ve seen him take his Words by Devon Denham. Photos by Tim Morton and Devon Denham

teeth out just to get a laugh out of people. The guy only gets more farfetched as the story continues. He works as a butler/maid in a Victorian Mansion that was built in 1897. How weird is that? With that being said, let’s get a closer look into the life of Marcas Grubbs

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Name, age, and sponsors? Marcas Edward Grubbs, 24 years young, We The People/Éclat flow, Shitluck How long have you been riding? About ten years When and why did you decide to come to Louisville? After high school I was travelling down to ride the park a lot and staying with a buddy of mine when I had a day or two off. Back then the scene was a little different and seemed like more people were into having fun. So naturally I enjoyed leaving small town Indiana and staying close to the huge skate park. Plus there was a lot of street I’d never ridden before. Eventually I met a weird dude from Alabama that had just moved to Louisville and had an extra room. So I saved up, found a job and moved in. that house was dubbed “The Ratty House”, for good reason. It worked out pretty good though because Barlow was into filming a lot. We made a short video and I wish I still had it. It’s out there somewhere. You’ve been making a lot of moves this year. Where have you been lately? This year I was lucky enough to go to Mexico City with WeThePeople, it was my first time to a non-English speaking country so that was intense, and it was Mexico City so that was also pretty intense. I also got to go to northern California with We The People and stayed in Portland a few days. Loved Cali and Portland is always awesome. I also got to go to Perm, Russia. This was a pretty random and free chance to go so I did. Perm is a sister city of Louisville and they built a replica of our skate park that was way sketchier and a little smaller, but super rad. I went on that trip with less than ten bucks and came back and still had two, haha! How’d you get this awesome job working in a mansion? Kinda weird. One of my buddies, Steve, got the job randomly meeting the owner at a bar or something somewhere. Steve tells me how badass this mansion is and how I should come get drunk one night at the fully loaded bar downstairs, complete with pool table and hot tub. So I said, fuck yea. I met the owner, we got along pretty well. I hung out a couple days and did my laundry and forgot to take it with me. I hadn’t talked to Steve that night so I went there the next day and the owner told me about how Steve had gone crazy

“ the weed is a lot better, cheaper, and plentiful. This alone makes me really want to move out West” the night before. I forgot to mention Steve had been doing a lot of “acid” around this time and, I guess, had freaked out and ran around the mansion with a billy club beating the shit out of stuff. Needless to say he got fired and spent some time in the hospital, Ha-ha! So I basically took over his job. Explain what you do at your job? Basically just take care of the house. It’s a bed and breakfast so there are people that come in from all over the place to stay. Especially around derby time, and when there are different events around the city going on. So when the people come in I show them to their room and help them with their shit. Then I help make, and serve breakfast in the morning at 9 am. After breakfast I clean up everything and set it all back up. Then when people check out I clean up everything, change the sheets, make the shit out of the bed, and clean the bathroom and set it all back up. Make sure they got towels and soap and shit. How much weed do you smoke in a day? That’s a hard question. I like to smoke the tastiest I can find. It’s kind of expensive around here, and there’s a lot of bullshit cheap schwag. The best is when your friends all have some, and you don’t have to share all of yours. This doesn’t seem to be a problem on the West Coast since their laws are a lot more tolerant. Therefore the weed is a lot better, cheaper, and plentiful. This alone makes me really want to move out West. Care to explain your foot fetish to the world? I guess I don’t care to, ha! Fuck it. I believe I was born with this fetish. I can remember being pretty young and not knowing why I enjoyed it, goddamn, haha. But it’s just something different I find attractive about a pretty lady that most dudes don’t care to notice(laughter) I’ve known you as a more technical rider that lays low to the ground, but lately you’ve been doing some gnarly moves. What’s up with that? I don’t know. I’m pretty picky about spots I film stuff on. I’m real into set ups. I like finding perfect set ups for ideas I’ve had, but it doesn’t happen all the time. It’s real fun searching for stuff. Sometimes it’s hard to get straight out of a car and do some banger move while you haven’t even really ridden. What’s the sketchiest situation you’ve been in? There are a lot of sketchy situations I’ve been in, but at

the moment, not one particular moment stands out. From getting drunk in an escorts hotel room and getting super ratty, to meeting crack whores on a weekly basis while riding my bike around the city. I’m waiting for the moment I get into something real bad, some wrong place at the wrong time shit. This city can be pretty sketchy. Is Chester Blacksmith your brother? I wish! That dudes the best. I’ve been on a lot of trips with that dude. It’s always fun, and he always does crazy shit! When are you gonna bring back the old Grubbs that x-up grinded down rails? I wish! It’s been a while. Back then our handlebars were tiny. They were easy to x-up. Plus, I didn’t do hang fives then. Now when I put a peg up there it just gets in the way. Maybe one day I’ll find a good rail, and bust it out. You say you grew up riding with Metal Bikes’, Chris Wilson. Do you think you guys share the same style? I think we do a lot of the same tricks, but that’s because we learned ‘em at the same time. We definitely have a different style. He does crazy opposite grinds and silly shit down rails. I miss riding with him all the time. He’s the man. Any shout outs? Gotta give a big shout out to Chester and the boys at WTP for hooking me up so much with the best frames and parts. My mom and dad for always being there and being the coolest parents ever. Leland at Shitluck for everything he’s done over the years. Derek Fetko at On Your Left Cycles for making my bike run the right way. All my real friends that I have fun with as much as possible. I wanna thank Devon and Mike for giving me this opportunity; I appreciate all the help I’ve gotten from anyone who has helped me over the years. Thanks.

BUZZARD RULED THE VETERAN CLASS WITH THINGS LIKE THIS LONG SWITCH FEEBLE TO 180.

KING F S UTHSEA Words and photos by Mike Netley

Aaah, Southsea. Good old Southsea. This was the 2nd year of Effraim taking over the reigns and bringing you King Of Southsea as opposed to the Og. King Of Concrete series and what a fine job from that man. Considering the old events had probably over 40 staff, Effraim looks to be managing just fine doing all the organising him self and only having a skeleton staff on the day. Even if I did hear him once or twice over the mic refer to the new event as King Of Concrete. Ha-ha!

LEGEND

ISAAC CLARKE DON’T GIVE A SHIT. HE OWNS THE PARK. HUGE GAP FROM THE SPINE TO PEGS DOWN THE LEDGE. MOMENT BEFORE THIS HE DID THE SAME GAP BUT TO DOUBLE TYRE. ACCIDENTLY OF COURSE.

WICKHAM/WICKED WILL. CASUAL ICE, TO NOZZA ON THE DRIVE WAY

This year’s event, as usual, almost didn’t happen because of rain. Always the case huh? But again, as usual, the staff were prepared and the moment the rain stopped the squeegees were out and the park was dry within an hour. This happened both days I might add. Always the case… On to the riding. We all know Dennis Wingham is off his rocker. He was back again this year and I bet he hasn’t rode since last years contest. Regardless, he killed it. And all with a broken knee. Dennis came 3rd in pro very and 1st in the highest air out of the keyhole. Sick guy! Other events included all the usual, -street, spine mini, flatland etc etc, with highest bunny hop and long jump added in for good measure. Am and pro classes too. Pijin BMX shops’ Dan Wiltshire took the overall win in the AM class. I saw some cool 360 whips over the street spine form Dan and even a bar spin over the height pole in the highest bunny hop contest. The overall winner of this years event went to a guy who has been killing it at these contests for about 15 years and I don’t quite know how because he still seems fairly young. Or perhaps just young at heart. ‘Mad’ Isaac Clarke took the win. His gap from the spine to the ledge on the drive way the icing on the cake in securing said win. Congrats. Honourable shout out to Isaac Lesser. Always one to ride at all the UK events and always killing it. Always up for beers in the evening and always smiling. A good example of how to handle your self on the UK contest scene right there kids. Good job Isaac. King Of Southsea is already set to come back even bigger and better next year. See you there.

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MARK MULVILLE Words and photos by Mike Netley

/Interview Airports make me sad

_ Mark Mulville is one of a kind. Everyone knows what an incredible bike rider is; his Anthem II part I think put the icing on that cake! What I’m sure a lot of people don’t know about Mark is how much like you and I he is. I mean, he came to England for a month literally to see his friends and to shoot for this interview. Mark is often quoted saying and writing ‘Love your friends, die laughing’ and that to me really is what he’s about. Down for a good time! Giving the shirt off his back to his friends and family, partying and laughing his way through life, and of course killing it on a BMX when ever the hell he feels like it. Mark’s trip to the UK this year was cut short by over a week. Almost 2 weeks in fact. I’d been looking forward

to hanging out with my good friend for a fair while and it was whilst dropping Mark at the airport to start his journey home I realised how bummed I was to see him going so soon. I have great memories of riding together, partying together, listening to Frank Turner on repeat whilst driving around the UK and the constant laughter and in-jokes that we shared. It would just so be that this interview was conducted whilst Mark was at the airport once again. This time however on his way to Vegas to perhaps pick up a Nora cup, or two, and of course to ‘love his friends and die laughing.’ Miss ya man!

“First off, I’m not going to ride there without brakes. And second, I’m not going to ride there with out brakes, and hung over” /Look at that shitty lip and that shiity English castle wall. This thing is hard enough to wall ride let alone to do amazing one footed tables out of. /MM: Mikey, hey! CASE: Mark, how you doing? /MM: Alright mate, I’m good. At the airport, just pounded a big beer so I’m feeling a little better. CASE: Yooooo! What time is your flight? /MM: Urhh, 1:30. So half an hour or so. CASE: Nice. So, dirt rider of the year? /MM: (laughter) I doubt it. I’m in for video part of the year too. CASE: Sweet, which one do you think you’ll win? Or maybe both? /MM: (laughter) Yeah right. There’s no way I’m getting either of them. CASE: That’d be sick though. /MM: If I even won one of those, that’d be the craziest thing.

CASE: (laughter) You’d be psyched. How was France? /MM: It was soooo good. The first few days, it was awesome, but you know, not much English speaking… Yeah, then uh, Lima met up, and Priesty, and then Potoczny. Shit, when he (Potoczny) turned up, it was pretty much him and I together non stop. Like, blabbing on about everything. It was crazy, just because we know each others sarcasm and like, the trip was so fun. We just stayed in Penyier, rode the jumps, drank… partied with everyone. Real good time. CASE: Nice, who won in the end? /MM: It was… TJ Ellis. CASE: Damn, I thought it would have been a local.

It’s pretty odd don’t you think? Having a dirt contest at certain peoples’ local spot. /MM: Its weird, but like, the jumps make sense to have a contest at. They’re like, big, real lofty jumps. Yeah, you can boost. CASE: You get those combos out? /MM: Uhhh, a couple. Yeah, a few. (laughter) I did a few that I was psyched on. Ones that I hadn’t done in a real long time. CASE: Man, you’ve been travelling like crazy lately. /MM: I know, it’s been crazy. And then as soon as I get back from this (Vegas) trip, 5 days later I’m going to the Red Bull dream line in Minnesota. CASE: Damn, crazy location. /MM: Yeah yeah.

Ummmm. I’m here for 3 days, then fly out 5 days later, then back home, then I think another trip although I’m not sure if I’m going yet or not. CASE: God damn. Hey, I just saw the new Dig mag with the Profile southern Florida trip. It came out sweet. /MM: Damn, I haven’t seen it yet. CASE: You got a couple rad snaps in there man. /MM: Hell yeah, Dolecki said there was a cool wall ride shot on the beach. CASE: Yep! Reppin’ that Case sticker on the forks too… (laughter) /MM: Oh yeah! Did you see uhhh I think it went across the board in magazines, The No footed can off a manatee. CASE: Ummm, Profile ad?

/MM: Yeah, profile ad. Huge case sticker right there (laughter) CASE: Yeah man, psyched to see you reppin’ right there. /MM: You owe me a pint. CASE: (laughter) Yeah, plenty of ciders. /MM: (laughter) CASE: Did you talk to Cottle or anyone lately? /MM: No, I haven’t seen to Mike in a while but I guess Joey gets to Pittsburgh today. CASE: Oh shit, you’re not in Florida at the minute are you? /MM: No, no. I’m back in Pittsburgh for a while. CASE: Sick, where you been riding? /MM: You know what, I haven’t been riding that much, just because of travelling so much and stuff.

/Brap brap! No brakes, pump the fuck outta the lip, roast sideways and grab that seat Mark is a trails rider through and through. Kicked out seat grab at Bar End.

And I’ve been working for Bennett CASE: Uh oh! Flipping houses? /MM: Yep, working for the childhood hero (laughter) CASE: That’s rad. I just read that he got his bike stolen or something. At the Dew tour… /MM: What? That sucks. That’s some bullshit. CASE: Did you go to Hazelwood yet this year? /MM: No I haven’t, well, I went there the second day I got back to Pittsburgh but I had no brakes on and I was hung over and… First off, I’m not going to ride there without brakes. And second, I’m not going to ride there with out brakes, and hung over, so, I didn’t ride. I’ve only rode once, and that was at Zimmers house at his new spot. CASE: So when’s the next UK trip? Man, you should

MIGHTY INVERT ON THE TRANSFER SET AT POTOCNY’S HOUSE IN WESTERN PA. SHIRTLESS, SHORTS, T SHIRT TURNED BANDANA… GOD BLESS SUMMER!

“I am going to be riding some good jumps, but man, I’m freaking out” /Watching Mark ride in person is exactly the same as watching his Anthem II part; incredible. Casual as you like 1 footed cancan done several times for several angles. of done what Potoczny did and came for the week prior to kill the line. /MM: Man, I wish! CASE: Did he tell you we went and saw Jimmy Eat World? /MM: Yeah he did. CASE: Dude, Jimmy eat world one night, and then the descendents the next. I think we partied for 2 or 3 days and nights straight. /MM: Damn that’s what’s up. CASE: Hell yeah, 3 days of drinking and seeing some of the best bands in the world. Face to face and H2O too. /MM: Potoczny told me about all the good times. Definitely wish I was there for that. CASE: So what’s the deal with this dirt contest?

Dream line? /MM: Oh man I cant wait. The jumps look really fun. CASE: Empire of dirt style contest? /MM: Yeah I guess. The jumps look really fucking good. It’s a whole line not just a couple of jumps. Its like kill the line. A proper contest on a sick set of trails. CASE: Are the jumps staying after the contest? /MM: I think so. But I don’t know. Man, they have to. They’re too good to just be gone. CASE: Dude, I’m looking at a sweet photo of you right now. With Bobby and Popple… /MM: Oh (laughter) On face book? CASE: Yeah, you and Popple staring into each others eyes with bobby between you. /MM: (laughter) like was like 2 nights ago. It was

some roller skating thing going on. Sponsored by vitamin water. It was bad ass. A bunch of us pre drank at Popples then headed over. It was at a closed down YMCA with DJ’s playing old school skating music, with like, remixed with dub step and shit. With free beer, free liquor and free skates. We raised hell. 20 bmxers that didn’t know how to roller skate, eating shit and knocking people over. It was bad ass. Wert was going nuts. He probably knocked over 75% of the people there and no one got mad at all. CASE: You been listening to radio one whilst you pre game? You know its all about the Friday night radio one music. /MM: (laughter) oh yeah. Man, I wanna be over there.

CASE: Damn. /MM: He’ll be in Pittsburgh the day after I leave. I mean, I am going to be riding some good jumps, but man, I’m freaking out. CASE: He plays here in Nov. there’s a good crew of us going. /MM: You lucky bastard! /MM: Oh man, a hot babe just walked past again. CASE: (laughter) Dude I gotta run, I might email you over some more bits if I need to. It was good to talk to you man. /MM: Oh yeah, you too. Speak to you soon and uh, if there’s anything else you need just send it over. CASE: Alright man, I will. later on. /MM: Later, bye.

FULL SPEED AT THE FIRST DOUBLE AT A UK TRACK. 28FT TOBOGGAN. WHY NOT?

CASE: Dub step, babes and partying. /MM: Sounds like my night. I’ll be over soon. Next year. As early as possible. CASE: Are you back to Florida soon? /MM: Yeah, I’ll be back down there in winter for a while I think. I don’t know. I’m going to stick it out here as long as I can. CASE: Man, I need to get my ass over again soon. /MM: You definitely do. I wish you were coming to inter bike; that’d be so good. CASE: I was suppose to, I have a ticket sat here on my desk but didn’t have the money for a flight. It sucks. /MM: Hey, you know what’s pissing me off about this trip? Well, not this one, but the next… I’ve been planning on seeing frank turner for months, and now I don’t get to see him cos I’m gonna be at dream line.

SIMPLICITY IS THE NAME OF THE GAME. MARK HAS HELD THE HEIGHT RECORD ON THIS SET FOR YEARS NOW AND ONE LOOK AT THIS PHOTO SAYS WHY. TUCK OF THE GODS AT THE POTOCZNY COMPOUND.

PROFILE UK TRIP

Words and photos by Mike Netley

CRAIG IS A MACHINE. I DIDN’T SEE HIM FALL ONCE ALL TRIP. MID SET TAILWHIP AT DECOY

On paper, the Profile Europe summer trip looked set to be a sure-fire hit. It was June; supposedly our best weather month, the locations in mind involved beautiful scenery, amazing concrete parks and trails with choice indoor parks as back ups, and a crew of heavy hitters featuring world champs, tech warriors and downright legends of the sport. What could possibly go wrong…

MOLEY. QUICK TURNDOWN GAP NARROWLY AVOIDING TRAFFIC. MOLEY IS REALLY REALLY GOOD.

Let me start by saying that sponsoring some of the most professional riders in the world is bound to mean that, unfortunately, schedules are going to be busy and it’s inevitable that sometimes trips and other commitments are going to collide. This was unfortunately the case with much of this trip. The two big players were out almost from the get-go; Kye and Leo Forte are busy guys, and a quick glance at Kye’s calendar proved this. I think he had one free weekend from the 1st of May to the end of summer. You’re probably wondering why we didn’t plan this trip around that weekend right? Well, you can read below about shitty weather and shitty airlines for the reasons why, or if you’re massive Fortes fans you are free to skip a few pages to the next article. But I’ll ask you to continue reading. For my sake. We did manage to meet up with Kye one evening though. He was good enough to give us a place to crash for the night and he also opened up Decoy trails for us the following morning. Highlight of the trip for sure. That place is real good. Thanks dude.

Airlines are a bitch! Travelling halfway around the world with one of the main agendas being to go on a trip only to have the airline change your flight causing said trip to not be an option really does suck. This was the case for Mark Mulville. Mark came to the UK for what was supposed to be four weeks with this trip happening during the last week. The airline however had other ideas and Mark’s flight was changed. What can you do except pay almost £300 to be put back on the flight you were supposed to be on. Needless to say Mark missed the trip. A real bummer for sure and “no thanks” to that airline company. Shall I mention the weather? Oh, the great British weather. Always the most reliable factor in any UK trip. The forecasts looked dodgy for every single goddamned day of the trip. Stoked! If I’m honest, I thought we were going to get rained out at least once a day and this was enough to put Lima off from making the lone drive down to join the trip. Lima is also a busy dude and could only make a couple days of the trip anyway. If you can call partying in your house ‘busy’… Either way, the combined shortness, having a cat to feed/alcohol to consume (?) and high chances of rain meant Lima was also out. The crew was dropping like flies.

“Airlines are a bitch”

I BET MARTYN WAS SHIT SCARED OF BEING UP THIS HIGH. HE’S WAY UP IN THE RAFTERS AND HE’S ONLY A SMALL DUDE. NOT TOO SMALL TO BUST OUT TWO KIDS THOUGH… BOOM! CONGRATS OF BECOMING A FATHER FOR THE SECOND TIME MAN.

I’M NOT SAYING WE BROKE INTO THIS PLACE BUT… PHIL ‘MOLEY’ ALLER, ICE, MANUAL, BARS AT THE TEMPORARILY CLOSED NEWQUAY PARK.

“ the rain meant we could make it down to Newquay in time for a good night out. You’ve got to see the good in all situations right?” Martyn Tambling is one of the most awesome dudes I have met. Always down for riding, always down for a trip and always down for a good time. Unfortunately, this trip overlapped with his daughter’s birthday so he too was out for a few days; however, Martyn was able to join us for a session at Prime and at The Barn so all was good. It’s clear that family means a lot to Martyn and with another child on the way, Martyn was excused. And then there were two… I really do need to hand it to Craig Stevens and Phil Aller. The only two guys available to make the whole trip. Both handled the situation well. Both shredded hard for my camera every day and both were in high spirits regardless of who couldn’t make it and the miserable weather. True professionals. We actually lucked out with the weather. We dodged it like champs and the only time we did get rained out was on the second day at Decoy trails where we’d ridden for around three hours anyway. Sure, it would have been nice to ride there all day, but we’d shot some stuff, we’d all rode a fair amount and the rain meant we could make it down to Newquay in time for a good night out. You’ve got to see the good in all situations right? On the whole this trip worked out really well and I speak for everyone when I say we all had a damn good time. Sure it was a shame a few couldn’t make it, but it really didn’t matter. We rode a lot, we partied a lot and we all had a good time. Hopefully, all the guys can make it for the next one…

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This is nuts. Martynâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s brother Colin zip line walking almost 60ft above the trails whilst Martyn him self blast a 360 table down below. Tambling brothers killing it! Martyn and Colin Tambling, Photo by Mike Netley

We drove and rode, we drank and smoked, we chilled, we rode, there wasnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t a single sour moment, and we had more fun than you could possibly imagine fitting into a three and a half day trip.

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D N A R B O U D

A NAC NAC HAS NEVER LOOKED SO GOOD. EVERYTHING PRIESTY DOES LOOKS GOOD SO IT’S NO SURPRISE.

We seriously lucked out with the weather on this one. It was raining as I made the drive down for the start of the trip and it rained in the evening on the last day, but as far as riding trails every day goes, we did just that. It’s almost unheard of for a trip to go as smoothly as this one, but somehow it did. Had the trip been a few days earlier or even one day later we would’ve been rained out. Mother nature took our side for a change and we reaped the rewards.

The trip… Boyd’s Trails, Decoy, and Saltash were the trip destinations. I feel kinda wrong saying “Boyd’s Trails” seeing as they are a few guys that consistently dig there, but for the sake of the article and to not give away the location, we’ll leave it at Boyd’s Trails.

BOYD, AT HIS OWN SPOT. OPPOSITE

TABLE AT DUSK.

This is the Duo Brand UK summer trail trip. On board was TM Martyn Tambling, possibly the best TM out there… Lima, Matt Priest, new guy Alex Boyd and Kriss Kyle with Ryan Hallett on filming duties and myself behind the lens of a stills camera. The idea behind this one was simple, get all the crew together for the first time and hit up some trails as sort of an introduction of Duo to the UK. Yes, Duo has been around for a while, but it’s not until now that Duo is to be driven into the limelight as one of the leading parts brands out there.

MARTYN AND I SHOT A PHOTO OF THIS TRICK A LITTLE WHILE BACK BUT I BLEW IT WITH THE TIMING. LUCKILY FOR ME THE DAY I HAD MY CAMERA IN HIGH SPEED MODE SHOOTING SEQUENCES HE HAPPENED TO WANT TO DO ANOTHER.

“It was raining as I made the drive down for the start of the trip and it rained in the evening on the last day” Boyd, in case you weren’t aware which 90% of New guy Boyd drove you probably aren’t, is the latest addition to down to meet us for the Duo UK team and with his recent appointanother session and Lima ment on the Deluxe team too, things are lookrode all day long spinning ing up for this young and talented trail ripper everything, barspinning from the West country. His spot was awesome. gnarly step-downs and Only one line was running, but with a variety just generally being his of jumps, some long n’ lows, some booster sets, awesome self. and with 11 or 12 jumps in said line it was more To anyone who doesn’t than enough to be getting on with. Besides, ride trails, please learn Boyd has a dialled pizza oven at the woods to do so. Words cannot and being an evening session, people were describe the feeling of hungry and pizza got ate. Good times. being outside in the sun After Boyd’s we headed back to Bristol where roasting big doubles all we were staying with George from Shiner. day and going at speeds What was set to be a few beers to help us unmatched by other sleep on a wooden floor turned into being areas of BMX. Trust me, invited to a private staff party at the infaCase mag is here for mous Apple Bar, an old Dutch Barge turned the good of BMX so we cider bar, where we were treated to free wouldn’t lie to you… Jack’n’cokes all night. Not to mention free Curly Tuesday evening was Wurlys and Smarties… spent in the company Tuesday morning started with Matt Priest of the Forte family and taking more than enough trips to McDonalds friends. Thanks for before a quick stop to see Scott at Crucial. A being great hosts, new chain was bought, hands were shook and and for letting us use it was on the road again to make the hour your barbecue! BMX and a half drive down to Newton Abbott. Via community coming McDonalds of course. through strong once We turned up at Decoy to a blistering yellow again. ball in the sky and some dialled looking trails. We were greeted by Kye, we watered the jumps and the session was on. Too many good things happened to mention them all but, Kriss Kyle did a 180 flip over a jump and Matt Priest is probably the best trail rider in the UK right now.

“possibly the best TM out there”

LS. TRAIL OR PARK RIGHT? GH. ID TO DO A FLAIR AT THE TRAI HOW RAD THIS WAS THOU KRISS KYLE WASN’T AFRA T ADD. THERE’S NO DENYING MIGH I AY DISM ’S BOYD MUCH TO

FT TO . THIS LANDING IS A GOOD 12-15 STEP DOWNS ARE SCARY TO TRICK MATTER. DIALLED THAT IT DOESN’T EVEN THE BOTTOM. MATT PRIEST IS SO

SORRY, CAN’T THINK OF ANYTHING WITTY TO SAY HERE. MARTYN, NO HANDER ON HOME TURF.

Wednesday, last day. We headed further down the coast and into Cornwall for our last stop. Saltash to be precise. This spot is amazing. The trails sit in an old quarry and they wind and weave their way through the woods to a cool looking wallride at the far end. We rode all day at this spot. From midday right into the evening sunset. One of the highlights had be to watching Martyn’s brother, Colin, zip line walking across the quarry. 50ft up in the air above the jumps and on a line that must’ve been at least 80-90 feet long. Insane. Colin was casually walking across said line whilst Martyn shredded the jumps below. Check the pic for evidence. As mentioned earlier, Wednesday night bought rain. After a quick dash back to Martyn’s place for a Chinese it was off to Plymouth for a end of trip night out. I’ve always said that a night out in Plymouth is one of the best and I still firmly believe that. In my home town, the riding scene between my friends and I has slowed down a tad lately with inspiration to head to the local park or street spots wearing a little thin – I know money is a huge factor, but I say this, go rustle up some buds, pick a destination, pray for good weather and hit the road. You won’t be disappointed.

I’ve ridden less this year than I have in any of my previous 12 years on a bike, but even going on a short three-day trip like this one has fully rekindled my love for two wheels. Not that the love ever disappeared. It just wore a little thin and that’s bound to happen from time to time. Road trips and friends go hand in hand and I personally would like to thank Martyn and the guys at Shiner for their positivity in the BMX scene.

KRISS KYLE GETTING ALL TRAILS ON US. TURNDOWN AT TAMBLINGS.

ee J ack’n’cokes “ we were treated to fr the free Curly on ti en m to ot N . ht g ni l al Wurlys and Smarties…”

The Deluxe team hit France “ You are going to love the Belgians,” Mark said as we waited in Winchester for Alex Boyd to pick us up. “They are obsessed with African American comedy like Dave Chapell and Chris Rock. They quote it all the time. It is non-stop.” The thought of Belgians quoting Dave Chapell eased my mind that was full of anticipation as this was my first trip abroad. Adding to the anticipation was the nervousness of the unfamiliar surroundings and strange accents. Here I was, in England about to embark to France to meet the entire Deluxe team and travel through a foreign country with them. I knew that I was going to enjoy their company and the trails, but being in this situation creates an excited nervousness that ties your stomach

Words by Jeremy Ball Photos by Aaron Coward and Boyd

Del uxe en Francais

OF UGH THE MAIN SECTION AT ONE MARK POTOCZNY. INVERT THRO FRANCE’S MANY HIDDEN SPOTS.

As Mark Potoczny and I met Alex Boyd we quickly learned what At Seb’s, we laughed, had a drink to calm our nerves and open nervous, I didn’t want to get the newest addition to the Deluxe team was about. “I have a lot up conversation, and received haircuts. Yes, haircuts. For some rejected from France, but to my of time for that,” said Boyd as we loaded our stuff in his Volkswa- reason, I thought it would be a good idea to give myself a haircut. amazement, the delay on the M25 gen. What he was speaking of was his recent trip to the United This one haircut turned into three more. With the buzz I had had essentially thrown a stick in States and his favorite beverage, Mountain Dew. His description going, I had a good feeling we all may regret this in the morning. the front spokes of the Chunnel. of travelling around my home country with a soda in his hand When we awoke, we laughed as we looked in the mirror. French customs waved us right made me miss home. But I realized the excitement that was in Mark: “I look like a 14 year old scene kid.” through not even bothering to front of me as I ventured to the South of France. As Boyd picked Boyd: “I have a lot of time for this.” stop us. The trip to France was us up in Winchester, we were then on our way to Seb Yates’ Me: “This is not good by any means.” on. My worries were now over. home to awake early, leave for the Chunnel and be on our way. Seb: “I think you did a good job.” Now the only thing that stood The conversations between Alex, Mark, and myself calmed my At least Seb and Boyd were happy. Mark’s wasn’t that bad, but I between the car full of Deluxe nerves and made me realize that I was in good company. had a pretty good hunch that I missed massive parts on the back riders and a good time was 12 Driving to Woking to meet Seb, we became lost. Mark and I of my head. A wise person would have fixed it at this moment. I hours of French highway… did not have cell phones, but thankfully Boyd’s phone was well guess I was not a wise person. And rain. The entire trip to the charged as he navigated through the dark to eventually leading us As we began to load our car, we realized how cramped we were South of France was plagued by to a local pub. “Where are you?” Boyd said. “Ah Hell, I’ll just wait going to be for space. As we worried over how we could fit all of rain. For the first few hours we here,” he stated into the phone. our stuff in the car, the feelings of uneasiness came over me again were optimistic at the thought Waiting, we see a set of headlights coming our way. As it turns because of my passport. The car became loaded in what seemed of the rain stopping, but then in, we figure it must be our guy. Then we see the vehicle that like a blur and we were on our way…sort of. As we got on the we began to question our is supposed to take us on our travels to the south of France. M25 we were quickly met by a traffic jam, or a “queue” as it is faith in the weather gods. I was told Seb would have a van, but it wasn’t. Actually, it called in England. “England is famous for its queues,” said Seb. was a Mercedes station wagon. Not just any wagon though. It was a surreal feeling to see such a large highway shut down. This particular Mercedes was new, but spray painted Matte Black People were standing outside of their cars. Mark and Alex were from head to toe. I had no idea what to even think at this point. walking around asking people for food. Seb was worried about Here, outside a pub in the middle of nowhere England, we meet a missing our appointment, and I sat there dumbfounded over kid who rattle-canned a car I would love to have. Boyd, Mark, and the situation. Four hours late, we reached the Chunnel. As we I looked at each other astonished as we followed Seb to his house. approached customs there were officers on both sides. I was

JERMEY BALL. TD FLIP. PEYNIER.

As Mark Potoczny and I met Alex Boyd we quickly learned what the newest addition to the Deluxe team was about. “I have a lot of time for that,” said Boyd as we loaded our stuff in his Volkswagen. What he was speaking of was his recent trip to the United States and his favorite beverage, Mountain Dew. His description of travelling around my home country with a soda in his hand made me miss home. But I realized the excitement that was in front of me as I ventured to the South of France. As Boyd picked us up in Winchester, we were then on our way to Seb Yates’ home to awake early, leave for the Chunnel and be on our way. The conversations between Alex, Mark, and myself calmed my nerves and made me realize that I was in good company. Driving to Woking to meet Seb, we became lost. Mark and I did not have cell phones, but thankfully Boyd’s phone was well charged as he navigated through the dark to eventually leading us to a local pub. “Where are you?” Boyd said. “Ah Hell, I’ll just wait here,” he stated into the phone. Waiting, we see a set of headlights coming our way. As it turns in, we figure it must be our guy. Then we see the vehicle that is supposed to take us on our travels to the south of France. I was told Seb would have a van, but it wasn’t. Actually, it was a Mercedes station wagon. Not just any wagon though. This particular Mercedes was new, but spray painted Matte Black from head to toe. I had no idea what to even think at this point. Here, outside a pub in the middle of nowhere England, we meet a kid who rattle-canned a car I would love to have. Boyd, Mark, and I looked at each other astonished as we followed Seb to his house.

“Here we were in the south of France on a beautiful canal riding trails, grilling sausages, and laughing as we all struggled with the language barrier. As one part of culture divided us, another part of culture brought us together”

“ Mark also spun his ways into the local ladies’ hearts. As the sun began to set, the feeling overcame me that this was going to be the trip of a lifetime”

LA POM POM. LA SOURCE. LA 1 FOOT OPPOSITE TABLE.

The scene that I awoke to the next morning did not seem real. As the discussion in the car was serious, funny, personal, and There was almost the entire Deluxe team sleeping on the floor opinionated, it helped ease the tension that the weather was of a beautiful home in the South of France. I awoke early, still causing. impacted by the jet lag. As I stumbled out of Max’s home, I saw “Where is the other car?” asked Boyd. He was referring to the a beautiful mountain view. From behind I hear Max, “it is beautiful other car full of Englishmen containing Al Winmill (who will only huh?” “Yes,” I respond. I have travelled all over America and never be referred to as Wolfman for the rest of the story), Aaron (the seen such an amazing sight before. “The trails are just a short walk photographer), and Patches (the filmer). “About an hour ahead” away, they won’t be running today because of the rain” Max said. said Seb. “Come, I will show you.” Mark broke the talk of the other car, stating: “I think I could be I followed Max to Peynier. The sun was glistening off the water that a comedian. I have a full routine written in my head.” We all ran down the streets. The jumps were not tarped, but I instantly laughed at the randomness of the comment as Mark passed his knew the soil. It was a sandy clay. “They will not run today” Max i-pod forward to put on Mitch Hedburg. As the radio began to said. “No, I think they’ll be good.” I replied back. “It will just take play the late great American comedian, feelings of hunger began a lot of work.” Max replied back with a simple, “I wish I had your to overtake the car. optimism.” I had just flown half way around the world and driven I ask, “Can we stop at the next rest area?” “Sure” said Seb. Boyd 12 hours with four guys in a cramped car. Optimism is all I had. responded back with a common phrase from the trip, “I hope Going back to Max’s, everyone began to awake. Being the kind they have McDonald’s. I have a lot of time for that.” I secretly host, Max made everyone breakfast. As we began to talk to one wished they had McDonald’s too, just because I wanted the another over a baguette and Nutella, the sound of eggs sizzling familiarity of America in my eyes. in the background joined the conversation. “We rode the big “Shit” I thought, no McDonald’s as we arrived. Walking into the line yesterday” said Greg. Sven added “The trails were perfect rest area, we pass a person wearing flip-flops, a Red Bull hat, yesterday. I hate to see what they look like today.” We began and a tank top. We shoot an obscure look to one another and to discuss what we were going to do. We had to try to fix them. the look of this person. He reminded us of a pro wakeboarder. There were nearly 10 of us. We could get at least one line running. We all walk to the bathroom and as we come out, we see the Heading out of Max’s with our shovels, we met up with another same person talking to a familiar face. The flip-flop wearing flat Peynier legend, Gilbert. He had beat us to the jumps and was bill having man was the Wolfman, talking to Patches. We have just already working. Shovels, brooms, and rakes lined the ground and randomly met up with the other Deluxe car. Wolfman hands us each rider knew exactly what our role was. Mark, Sven, and Greg a radio. “I got these off ebay. I think they’ll be entertaining.” If he began working on the last set, while Boyd and I tackled the off-set only knew the joy these radios were going to bring later in the that is so well known throughout the world. Max, Wolfman, Nyles, trip courtesy of the Belgians. We ate, filled the tank, and were off. Seb, and the broken-handed Aaron buttered the top part of the Next stop Peynier. line. Patches began to set up his camera to catch the line transform As night began to fall, we approached the final part of our jourfrom washed out to flat shovel smooth in a matter of hours. The ney, Max Bimar’s home which would be our operating base for a sun dried the soil, as water became more and more necessary to couple of days. Mark had been to Max’s Bimar’s home before and make each set immaculate. By 15:00, we were riding. began to navigate us toward our destination. Max is the legendThe session was indescribable. As Max managed to show us the ary French rider from Peynier who represents Deluxe and listens to advantage of living so close to his spot, everyone was in awe at loud American music. The rest of the Deluxe team is already there his ability to conquer the line. We all began to flow, amazed at and waiting for us to join them in the night. the French locals riding their own spot. Gilbert flipped the smallest Driving, the rain is beginning to stop. I am curious what lays in set in the line, Max did a 180 to 180 back in the air, while Sven and the dark of this foreign land. Lightning begins to light up the sky Greg managed to demonstrate why they not only ride for Deluxe, showing outlines of cliffs and mountains. Mark begins to describe but many other major companies. Along with this, the rest of the the beautiful terrain that awaits once daylight peaks. Both Alex Deluxe team began to demonstrate each rider’s unique skills on and I are excited, this being our first trip to the region, while a bike. Alex had recently hurt his knee, but still managed to show Seb and Mark discuss the famous lines at Peynier and how Max the classic style he is known for. The day was surreal as Mark also destroys them. spun and turndowned his ways into the local ladies’ hearts. As the As we roll into the small French town, it is everything that I thought sun began to set, the feeling overcame me that this was going to it would be. Narrow streets, clay shingled houses, and balconies be the trip of a lifetime. that look down on the roads that pass under. Mark leads us to And then it happened. In one of the last trains of the day, Max’s and as we enter there are three things that strike me. one that I was leading, as I entered the final berm I heard First, Max is playing air guitar in the corner while Fugazi is playing commotion. I looked and Mark was on the ground. As he stood over the speakers. Second, there are about four bottles of wine on up his, shoulder drooped. He had dislocated it. He began to the table mixed with numerous empty beer bottles. These guys are quickly ask if anyone knew how to put it back in. Here we are, a bit warmed up. Thirdly, the Belgians are watching a computer in a foreign country, with only one person who really understands playing Dave Chapelle. Mark leans to me and says “I told you the us (Max), with a serious injury. With no other option, Mark took Belgians loved Chapelle.” his arm, placed it behind his head and then “pop!” Back into As we meet I am awestruck at the kindness of everyone. Sven socket it went. This moment reassured that everyone needed and Greg (the Belgians) were polite and kind as Sven’s high-pitched to respect the set ups and the large elaborate French jumps. voice mixed with Greg’s calm nature put me at ease. They inform After the long day of fixing jumps and then riding, the group us that there is another Belgian sleeping in the room. His name is proceeded to enjoy a long dinner and a short night’s sleep. In the Nyles, and apparently he was going to be the most entertaining morning, many opted to swim in Max’s pool, and as the troops one, but he was already partied out. Max offers us all wine, which were gathered, possessions were packed, and the Deluxe team is welcomed after the long trip and as he pops the cork, thunder was off to the next stop in Montpellier. erupts and rain begins to fall.

French city. Montpellier was a long drive as Boyd, Seb, and I made up one car. them a shirt in return for the lifelong memory that they have We stopped Max and Mark made another. The Belgians consisting of Greg, provided me with. As the cars were packed, we were off. for crepes and Sven, and Nyles composed the most humorous group of the bunch, Max took us to a sporting goods store so that I could purchase marvelled at the while Wolfman, Aaron, and Patches composed the final vehicle. The a brake cable, which I had broke during the previous day’s session. people walking Belgians, Wolfman, and the Seb’s ride all had radios to enhance our Once in line, Max tapped me on the shoulder. “We cannot go by. We were communication skills because our cell phones would not work. They where we were supposed to today” “Why?” I asked. “The jumps awestruck by were supposed to be used for directional help, but instead random are getting plowed today,” replied Max. “You’re kidding right?” I the lifestyle Chapelle quotes were heard throughout the trip. asked. “No. Shit, this is weeks of planning ruined” answered Max. surrounding us. En route to Montpellier we made a random exit. None of us knew As I had mentioned earlier, Max was the heart and soul of this As we began why we were getting off as we proceeded to the first roundabout, trip. He worked hard to have all of our spots lined up, and within to discuss took one trip around and before we knew it Boyd said “Is that five minutes as we were standing shirtless in the parking lot of a what we were Gilbert in front of us?” I replied back, “No way. There is no way sporting goods store he said two things: 1. “Put your shirts on. going to do on the French have that good of timing.” We never stopped or slowed It is illegal in France to be without a shirt in public.” 2. “We have that day, La down, and sure enough Gilbert just randomly joined us. Things like new jumps to go to. They are called Hoppe and you will like them Source seemed this can only happen on a special trip. Jeremy. They are on a very old canal. You like history, right?” to be the When we arrived at the jumps called Pinard, we parked next to a Max came through. He knew I loved history, nearly as much as I Peugeot dealership. We were then led up a trail to the surreal site love my bike. With that, we were off again. As we came to Hoppe, best option. These jumps of a vineyard. As I walked through the vineyard, I began to hear which is located in a suburb of Toulouse, we heard the common belonged to what sounded like a four-wheeler running toward us. I became phrase come over the radio, “…You know what dog food tastes the legendary nervous, thinking that we are trespassing. As I paused, I then like? Just like it smells, delicious.” You get one guess as to what car Jeremy Mueller saw a motorcycle coming at me. The scene was that out of a that came from. Nyles was in effect on the radio in the Belgian and Deluxe’s stereotypical French movie. A motorcycle, a vineyard, and a foreign car. Arriving at Hoppe, the locals were welcoming. Hoppe was a language. It turned out to be Louis, a photographer from Soul beautiful place for us to visit. It was located right on a canal which own Pom Pom. “Pom magazine. He introduced himself to me and then proceeded to state had people running and riding their bikes down it all day long. Pom will meet “I can tell by your grin that you are a wildman. You and me will go Many stopped to watch and take pictures with their phones. “You us out there” out tonight and you will show me your wild American side.” I don’t know they are just waiting for one of us to fall” I said to Alex. As said Max. know what he meant, but I can reassure everyone that I am no we rode into the evening dusk, Max left to go get food to cook Todd Lyons. out. This was another moment where I was left awestruck as I left So we left As we walked toward the jumps, Louis told me of his time that he the jumps and rode down the canal to take pictures with my small to go to the infamous had spent in the States. He apparently worked at a kiosk in the camera. Here we were in the south of France on a beautiful canal mall selling make-up. The thought of this Frenchman who looked riding trails, grilling sausages, and laughing as we all struggled with like he could be a movie star hitting on American women with his the language barrier. As one part of culture divided us, another accent made me laugh. part of culture brought us together. The culture and way of life As we continued to walk, Louis said, “The locals here do not want that is BMX. pictures of their jumps published. They wish them to remain closed From this spot, we went to our first hotel of the trip that Max in that way.” As he told me this, I thought how admirable these had booked for us. “I can’t wait to get to this hotel so I can go diggers were. They did not want coverage of their jumps. They swimming” remarked Mark. “I can’t wait to just relax in a pool and simply wanted to ride them. This admiration quickly grew even have a good shower” said Seb. I secretly hoped they had a music larger once we came to the path that opened the jumps up to full channel, just so I could watch the pop music videos that I was view. Tarped and immaculately maintained trails were right in front falling in love with in Europe. The anticipation grew as we quickly of me, with two locals smiling under their hut as I approached. Both loaded our car at dark and drove to the hotel. were injured. One had a broken arm and the other had just had I don’t know if any of you have ever traveled to America before, his ACL replaced. The locals kept their jumps running even though but usually when you get a hotel in the states there are certain they could not ride them. “What an admirable quality,” I thought. amenities that you expect. Even the seediest hotel room in The jumps were untarped, watered, and swept. Once again, America has towels, soap, and often a really bad free breakfast if everyone was riding well. The line was long, flowing, and fun. you want it. Now looking back at the idea of pools, soap and towThere is no way to describe how BMX can bring people together, els I felt silly. As we arrived we were quickly welcomed to two beds especially riding trails. Here I was, on the other side of the globe in a room with a sink. Public toilets, public showers, and the towels listening to conversations that I could not fully comprehend, be that we were provided with constituted hand towels in America. it because they were in Flemish, French, or even spoken with a How foolish we all felt at our preconceived notions, but how happy Cockney accent and it was as if I knew exactly what they were and accepting we were of the beds once we laid in them. “I forgot discussing by the looks on their faces. “These jumps are good. Real my towel in the car” I said to Seb. “Use one of those” he replied good.” That’s all that needs to be said. pointing to a small block of cloth hanging by the sink. I then “Let’s sleep here tonight” said Mark. With a silent approval proceeded to take off my clothes and try to cover myself with a everyone agreed. The thought of a group of new friends sleeping very small hand towel that would not wrap around me. The only under the stars in the south of France is a surreal thought. Here we thing that made this whole scene funnier was the fact that when had ridden these jumps all day, and now we are going to lay our I walked into the hallway, there were three other members of heads down to sleep on the very soil that provided us with so much the Deluxe team who had done the exact same thing. It was a joy. “Those mosquitoes drove me insane all night!” said Boyd the difference in culture that we had to accept, but I would gladly stay next morning. As we awoke, some went toward the river by the at the same place again if given the option. jumps for a quick bath. Everyone joked as we packed our stuff and The next morning we awoke and proceeded to go to what would cleaned the area around our makeshift camp. We quickly thanked be our one tourist action of the trip, visiting downtown Toulouse. the locals for their hospitality as they came back to wish us a safe We walked through the narrow streets, brick roads, and beautiful and happy voyage. We returned the favour with a slew of Deluxe buildings. Each road brought what the previous had already shown, products. These products are only a small token in return for what but the view never got old. We all took photos as we looked just memories the locals had offered us. I felt a little ashamed as I gave as we were: A large group of tourists walking through a beautiful

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“I can tell by your grin that you are a wildman. You and me will go out tonight and you will show me your wild American side.’ I don’t know what he meant, but I can reassure everyone that I am no Todd Lyons.”

spot of Toulouse. We arrived and were later met by the gentle Centrax and it makes you piss” said Max. It all made and kind face of Pom Pom. His quiet attitude mixed with his skill sense. That’s why those French people were staring at on a bike make him a truly remarkable person. “Scrape, resurface, us. That’s why the lady who checked us out looked so water, and broom” were the instructions he gave. “It is funny how confused as to why we wanted so much of this “water.” those words are international” I said to Seb. Seb laughed as he That’s why I had to pee already after I took just a few knew exactly what I was talking about. As the group then began to drinks of it in the car. work on the jumps to fix the problems the rain earlier in the week Regardless of the water though, we all had a great had caused, attitudes were remained positive. session. We all rode the big line, complete with the Just as we were about ready to ride, I looked at Boyd and asked, pockets at the end. Smiles were on our faces, and “Are you hungry?” Boyd replied with a “Yes” along with Seb. We “chick” water was in our stomachs. This was another were all hungry and I had remembered passing a grocery store successful day in France. earlier on the way to the jumps. “It couldn’t be that hard to find” I As we left the trails, we went back to the same said to myself, and with that the three of us were off. hotel for another good night’s sleep. Prior to going The reason that this story is important is for a couple of reasons. to sleep though, we all thought it would be a good First, none of us can speak enough French for us to be out on idea to go out. Max knew just the place for us to our own. Second, the events that transpire are hilarious. go, and being the great leader he was, took us As we eventually find a huge place that looks much too large to to a wonderful local bar. Max was in full effect at be a grocery store, Seb turns in. “Is this it?” I ask. “It is way too big to the bar, rocking out to whatever they played with be a grocery store” replied Boyd. Seb said “I’ll ask this girl over here.” the most dialed air guitar that could be seen. Girls Secretly I think he just wanted to talk to a pretty French girl, but were danced with, beers were drank, and Sven away he went. As we pulled up to the young girl, Seb rolled was questioned about his make believe girlfriend down his window and asked, “Ou est la Supermarche?” The girl that I had promptly named “Helga.” Sven looked confused. Seb repeated the question. She looked at us and reassured me that he had a real girlfriend who simply said, “You are at it.” Fair enough, we were there. “Looks like the was very beautiful, but I couldn’t get the image of three English speaking people can navigate okay after all” I thought. Helga out of my head, so I decided for him what As we walked in, we realized the grocery store was inside a mall. his girlfriend looked like. A huge mall. We walked around and eventually found an entrance to Once at the bar, we all realized that if somethe supermarket. As we gathered our goods like seasoned veterans at thing were to happen and if we got separated a grocery store, the idea of buying water popped into our heads. If we we needed a plan. Only one of us had a cell found a good deal, we would be the heroes of the trip. As we walked, phone that worked, so we needed something. we found the water aisle. Once there we saw the prices. There was The only place that we knew of in Toulouse a great deal offered by one particular brand of water, eight two was the river. So it was agreed, “river at 11.” litre bottles of water for two Euros. Seb and I looked at each other, Meaning, if you got separated, you had to be nodded, and promptly picked up two cases of it. As we walked to at the river at 11, or else you would be left the check out we were so proud of what we were doing. behind. This agreement was made a couple of We checked out, and began to walk through the mall with our drinks in, but fortunately for one member of groceries in our hands because in France, they do not give you bags. the Deluxe team (who will remain nameless), As we walked, the water packaging began to break and then “crash!” he remembered “river at 11.” Eight bottles of water went everywhere. I gathered what I could and When we awoke the next morning, minus continued through the mall to the stares and laughter of the French. As one member, we went to a wonderful we got to the car, the mission was accomplished. We then proceeded to breakfast at McDonald’s. I don’t really think drive back to the jumps. The first thing that I carried out was the water. it was that wonderful, but the familiar taste Max yelled, “Did you get the water?” “Yes” I replied with a huge smile of American style food in my stomach was on my face. As I got closer, all of the French people at the trails began welcoming. Once we picked up the missing laughing at me. Max yelled out, “You idiot, that’s chick water!” I had no Deluxe team member by the river at 11, idea what he was talking about. “Chick water?” I thought. “It’s called we were off to another set of beautiful

French trails. We arrived at Flaynac outside of Cahors around mid-afternoon. There were so many jumps, all kept in amazing shape. The soil was sandy, yet solid. As we got out of the car, we heard nothing but nature. It sounded as if there was a river nearby and the trees were lined with birds chirping. In working on the jumps we began to converse with the locals. The common language of riding trails overtook the language barrier that existed as we groomed the trails so they would be ready to ride. As the session began and went until dark, Wolfman asked “Have you seen the cliff jump?” I had no idea what he was talking about. Apparently Wolfman and the rest of the Englishmen had wandered and found a river with an amazing 30 foot cliff jump into a clear, uninhabited water source. After the session it was decided that swimming was a must as the heat of southern France began to take its toll on the tired bodies that have ridden for numerous days straight. At the cliff jump, I walked down the edge of the river and began to submerge myself in the water, only to hear a “lookout!” It was Wolfman followed by Mark Potoczny jumping in. Laughter and yells echoed on the water as time after time, members of Deluxe jumped off the cliff. Pom Pom, Patches, Wolfman, Mark, Sven, Greg, Nyles and others took the plunge. Wolfman even did a gainer off the drop, much to the amusement of the French locals. We dried off as the sun began to set around the bend of the river. As I walked back to the jumps, I began to smell the food that was being cooked on the grill for yet another night of bonding with fellow riders on the other side of the ocean. This was a sad night too, because the Belgians were leaving us to return home

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for the Fat Jam. I wondered “who will entertain us with not only amazing stretched nothings and supermans while riding, but with witty American comedy quotes?” As we said good-bye, it was as if the next day would not be the same without the riding from the Belgian crew. It was sad to see them go, but it was also rewarding knowing that I got to meet such good people. This night, we were invited to stay at Pom Pom and Jeremy Mueller’s place. We were all offered a comfortable place to crash, and I remember little of the night because of the fatigue that I felt. As I awoke the next morning, I was struck by the friendliness that invited me into the kitchen. Pom Pom had went and purchased breakfast and Jeremy had already begun making coffee and tea. We sat and looked at magazines, told stories of our trips, and shared information about one another’s culture. Jeremy asked me about the United States, and I did my best to describe to him what he should expect when he comes here in a couple of months. Being that we had just met, it was interesting to hear everyone talk as if they had been friends for many years. On this day, we went back to La Source for our final session of the trip. This session would be highlighted by the locals riding, Mark and Boyd doing long trains through the winding lines of La Source, and one of the most intricate cookouts I have ever seen at the trails, complete with frog legs. As the session wound down, I began to think of what an amazing thing my bike really was. It brought me all the way to France to meet some of the nicest people one could ever ask to meet. I became entirely more grateful at this time for this experience. When the cookout began, champagne was popped, delicious food was eaten, and life-long friends were made. We laughed and shared stories, and then decided the night should not end when the fire went out. We left the trails to go out to the bar that we had previously visited in Toulouse for one last night on the town. The events of this night were crazy, as quiet members on the trip began to open up. “I’m drunk as fuck!” was yelled throughout the bar as the French were wondering who these strange and dirty foreigners were. As we left the bar that night, it was clear that Toulouse may never be the same, nor would we, as we had a new found common bond that brought us together. One more night was spent at Pom Pom and Jeremy’s home. I awoke to say my good-byes, hoping that in the future our paths would cross again. As I loaded my stuff in the car, I looked at Seb, Boyd, and Mark as we all seemingly had the same look of satisfaction on our faces. We came to France, we survived, and now all that was left was the drive home. As we waved our arms out the window, we made it two blocks before we were pulled over by the police. This was not a good omen for the trip home, especially being that I have forgot about my passport situation. The cops questioned Seb, and let us go. We had no idea why we were pulled over, but we were on our voyage again. As we found

the highway, we were promptly met with another traffic jam. This was a reoccurring theme on our entire voyage home. Mark and Boyd slept in the back nearly the entire ride. Seb and I shared our favourite parts of the trip over the next 12 hours, conversing about love, life, and all of the other necessary things that new-found friends should talk about. As we approached the border for the Chunnel, I began to be thankful that I would soon be in a country where I could understand what the people were saying. As we came close to customs, my stomach was in a knot. I looked at Seb and said “there is no way that we are getting out of here without getting searched.” After all, we were four guys in a blacked out Mercedes with no stamps on our passports showing when we went into France. To make us feel even worse, there was a family in front of us who had just been waved in to have their SUV searched. I had a feeling that this was going to be another hang-up on the highway home. As the customs officer grilled us about our passports and lack of stamps entering the country, I began to feel worse. She hesitantly stamped us for re-entry, and then we were waved right by security. No vehicle search, a stamp on the passport (finally), and Englishspeaking people. I survived the 2011 Deluxe team trip. Now I can’t wait for next year’s. I hope that in reading this, you were able to get the feelings that I had throughout the trip. It is so hard to put this experience into words, but embrace the pictures from this trip and hopefully, if you ever get a chance to go on a trip such as the one I just experienced, do it. Thank the locals, embrace the culture, make a fool out of yourself, and meet those who share the same passion of BMX in their lives. I would like to extend a huge thank you to Max Bimar and the French locals who showed us so much hospitality on this trip. I know that I speak for everyone from Deluxe when I say that I hope to be able to return the favour some day, in some way.

FROM LEFT TO RIGHT - PHIL, TLYER AND JORDAN

Words and photos by Devon Denham.

THIS IS WORD! For some, motivation can be contagious. With that being said, every once in a while you stumble across a group of friends that feed off of each other like a pack of wolves. That was the first impression I got from riding with what we like to call, “The Word Guys”. Hailing from the South End of Louisville,Kentucky; Word has become what was once a joke between friends into the start of a full-fledged clothing company here in Louisville, Kentucky. To get a further insight on how these guys think I asked them a few questions about what got them into the game:

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Where did you guys come up with the idea “Word”? It started out with us just going places to ride and shooting photos to document what we were doing. Then Tyler bought a video camera because we all liked filming, and making videos is fun. Clips started piling up with no real direction, and we knew we did NOT want to make web edits. We just gave it a name because we knew that we weren’t going to stop anytime soon and we wanted everything we did to be a continuation

of the original idea. We say, “Word” all the time, so it just fit. Who officially runs the business side of the operation? We don’t really consider it a business of any kind, but we all have equal input and make equal financial contributions. We usually go into any shirt or video project fully expecting not to make money or break even. We like the idea of getting our stuff out there.

TLYER REMBOLD. FULL SPEED PEG GRIND ACROSS AND OVER THE FLAT AND L SECTION

DAMN LOOK AT THAT BANK SPOT. PHIL BOSSMEYER GETTING IT DONE. DOWNSIDE WHIP.

I know you guys were running a pretty legit setup out of Stump’s apartment. How crazy was that? Did you guys run into any problems starting out? We started out making everything on our own using the most basic screen printing setup. We pretty much just learned as we went, and we definitely messed up our fair share of shirts and screens. Making shirts was mostly just another excuse to hang out. Now we have a screen printing place make most of our shirts and stickers because we wanted to make designs that we didn’t have the resources to make on our own. If we could we would definitely make all our shirts and stickers ourselves. Do you guys ever butt heads on ideas or from being around each other so much? We don’t really get to see each other as much as we would like to because of our school and work schedules; but even when we have a lot of free time to work on things, we never really butt heads. We’re almost always on the same page about direction. We all work on this stuff with the mindset that it’s all about fun, none of us would put any effort into this if it meant dealing with bullshit. How did the group originally form? We all met through BMX, but we’re friends on and off our bikes. We all had the same idea in mind when it came to making videos (we want to have something fun to look back on when riding’s over); so everything just fell into place. When’s the next video coming out? We’re trying to finish it by November, but it will definitely be done before the end of the world in 2012.

“it’s all about fun - none of us would put any effort into this if it meant dealing with bullshit” I always thought the lingo you guys used seemed funny. Care to share some of your favorite vocabulary and what it means? There are plenty of things out there that need words to describe them, so we just make them up. We don’t try to be assholes with inside jokes or anything, it’s just another way to enjoy things that we might not find entertaining otherwise. We’re heavily influenced by movies and the people around us that are unique to our city. We would love to go into details but we could easily fill this entire magazine with examples of our bullshit. Its pretty cool how much work you guys put in. What motivates you guys to ride so much? A genuine love for riding bikes and having fun. New spots motivate us as well. We all go to school and work hard-- that forces us to truly appreciate and take advantage of our free time; and we all feel that riding with our friends is the best way to do that.

TREY JONES BIKE CHECK Words and photos by Mike Cottle

Sponsors? Cult Crew, The Shadow Conspiracy, Fox clothing, Vans shoes, HFK!, Mr. Bikes and Boards Modifications? Took all the paint off my bike Parts you go threw the fastest? Grips and Tires How often do you get a new bike? Not very often, usually I’ll just replace parts whenever something breaks Describe your set up? Brakeless, no pegs, hard tires and usually a tight chain. Besides your shadow seat is there any other Signature parts or anything like that in the works? I’m super psyched the way my seat came out! It’s exactly what I wanted! As for other parts, I’ve got

a grip in the works that, should be out around Inter-Bike. We have been spending a lot of time making it perfect. I also designed a signature cult shirt that should be out soon as well. You ride a bit of everything, Do you have a favourite place to ride? My house, good ole 71N with all my best friends Describe your a normal day of riding? (who you ride with, where you ride etc) Usually I’ll warm up by riding the backyard mini with a few local kids and then maybe street with Rickey Bates or pretty much anyone that is down to ride. Then possibly hit up Vans or Lake Mary skate park at night. Favourite thing about your bike? At the moment, probably my seat because I’ve spent a lot of time making it perfect. Feels good to actually see it done! A few years ago now.

Frame: Cult OS 21”

Seat post: combo

Fork: Cult OS

Seat: Shadow My signature ‘Penumbra’ version

Bars: Shadow ‘Ravager’ top load

Cranks: Shadow ‘Noctis’

Grips: Shadow ‘13’

Sprocket: Shadow ‘Ravager’

Bar ends: none

Chain: Shadow Half-Link

Headset: Cult

Brakes: none Front Tire: Shadow ‘Undertaker’

“ Brakeless, no pegs, hard tyres, and usually a tight chain”

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A rad day in all and with just under £1200 raised for the Decoy club and the stay strong fund, I think we can all safely say that the Decoy jam was a huge success.

The day started with a bowl jam, followed by the trails. There were no runs, simply as many people riding as possible and give out some prizes for the best tricks done on the last set. I’m pretty sure Matt priest took the win and rightfully so. I’ve never seen 720’s as dipped in and as clean as Matts and if his 720 didn’t secure the win, I know his cannonball sure as hell did. Same again next year boys.

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