The Brew Crew will be hanging at the Ag Center the weekend (April 25-26) making sure that Gearheads is nothing short of the best bike expo and gear sale to ever take place in the Asheville area.
Six months of planning and countless hours of work are coming to a close and rest assured that Jut Rut has topped himself.. The Enduro De Ocho was my introduction to the Asheville area and while it was a ton of fun it was not the event you would take home to your parents. Gearheads however, is one event that is all good times but still wears a button up shirt, is courteous and shows up on time. There are going to be some rad events taking place while killer deals take place ensuring that more people do more cool stuff. I myself will be looking for something with eight inches and if Gearheads makes a dime I will probably give in as a gift to myself for just breaking even.
It's only 4 Days till showtime. Get ready for something good. I can guarantee that you will not be able to say you didn't get your 5 bucks worth. Free massages, free contest such as bunny hop contest, dirt crit, kids mtn bike races and computrainers heats. Each of which if you win, you take home some gear of your choice. You can learn something useful from one of the many informative clinics or just get stoked as the best dirt jump builders and dirt jumpers in the area come together to throw down.
Yes, there are good deals and good times to be had. See you there. If you want to come and help out, know that there will be one hellava party for Volunteers on Sunday night sponsored by Pisgah Brewing of course.. CAN YOU SAY DIRT JUMP - DANCE PARTY at the AG CENTER!
Hell yea!
Jut Rut
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
We're not gods, but we were everywhere at once this weekend.
We hit it all this weekend. I went south to warm temps and gravity fed mountain bike racing. Clemson Rocked! Those college kids aren't slacking when it comes to building some rad jumps, berms and putting together a trail that flows as good as the best of them. Perfect berms, 25 ft tabletops, step downs, creek gaps were all represented. And 104 racers came out to shed the nar as they say. It was my first downhill race and it was clearly evident by my style of pedaling to the top of the hill during my practice runs. I still pulled of a 7th out of 37 in the sport class but realized after looking at the results that each time you tap the brakes you are basically falling back a position. Chris Herndon showed everyone how to pedal off the wall and Ryan T when big pulling off the big table. I realized that you can case jumps and miss turns all day long in an endurance event and still kill it if you're in shape but downhill points out every little mistake you make. Next time I'll just run it brakeless like all the cool bmx kids. Brad O, who took the pics below, has a lot more sweet pics over on his blog if you like seeing people get high.
Bruce, Shanna, Marshal and our new wonderboy David Bishop made it to the xc party at Tsali and represented. Actually, I am not sure how they did since we haven't got to hang out since the weekend wrapped up but knowing the crew, they all rocked it out or died trying.
Beth had nearly every mechanical possible take place during the 6 hours of warrior creek race. A derailleur was sacrificed on lap one. On her second lap she broken a chain, then gashed her tire, then broke the valve stem. Guess it wasn't meant to be.. She raced with her mom and I know if they would have kept their bikes together those ladies would have blown some minds and bruised some egos.
Sunday it was off to Pisgah with my PMBAR partner for another classic Pisgah ride on a beautiful spring day. Still feeling the DH vibe I was jumping everything in sight and trying to lay of the brakes as much as possible. Beth got a taste for full suspension and speed and is now on the same twelve speed program I am on for xc riders who have gotten a taste for adrenaline.
In other news... The jerseys are in the mail. They will be hitting Asheville this week and we are planning on a throw down at the brewery on Friday night to hand out the goods to the crew and try to sell some of these so we can keep doing what we do. I will post up to set the time and to confirm that they will be on my doorstep by Friday afternoon so keep an eye on us and come pick up a jersey before they are all gone.
Bruce, Shanna, Marshal and our new wonderboy David Bishop made it to the xc party at Tsali and represented. Actually, I am not sure how they did since we haven't got to hang out since the weekend wrapped up but knowing the crew, they all rocked it out or died trying.
Beth had nearly every mechanical possible take place during the 6 hours of warrior creek race. A derailleur was sacrificed on lap one. On her second lap she broken a chain, then gashed her tire, then broke the valve stem. Guess it wasn't meant to be.. She raced with her mom and I know if they would have kept their bikes together those ladies would have blown some minds and bruised some egos.
Sunday it was off to Pisgah with my PMBAR partner for another classic Pisgah ride on a beautiful spring day. Still feeling the DH vibe I was jumping everything in sight and trying to lay of the brakes as much as possible. Beth got a taste for full suspension and speed and is now on the same twelve speed program I am on for xc riders who have gotten a taste for adrenaline.
In other news... The jerseys are in the mail. They will be hitting Asheville this week and we are planning on a throw down at the brewery on Friday night to hand out the goods to the crew and try to sell some of these so we can keep doing what we do. I will post up to set the time and to confirm that they will be on my doorstep by Friday afternoon so keep an eye on us and come pick up a jersey before they are all gone.Cheers,
Jut Rut
Monday, March 23, 2009
It's Been A While..
The Brew Crew has been rather busy the last few weeks. In my world, Gearheads is rockin' and I have been signing up shops, manufactures and individuals for the coolest event to happen in Asheville in a long time. Beth is apparently going for substitute teacher and bike shop employee of the year the way she has been working. Bruce has been Bruce (and Denny) and Pisgah Works is doing what Pisgah Works does. Marshal is probably measuring watts, getting faster and writing tech information that is way over my head. Shanna Powell is busy making the best cogs in the world available for all your singlespeed needs.
We've been on the go for the last two weeks. First it was snake creek gap #3. Swiftwick creator and all around amazing human being, Sharpie, made it down for this one. I bagged it halfway and hung out while everyone else went faster than ever. I think there was a time mishap because everyone I know seemed to better their time by 10 minutes. If there wasn't a time issue I will just believe that there was one so I still feel faster than some of my crew.
As for the crew, I caught air while making stupid faces. Bruce went fast then slept under the car in the gravel! Beth killed it for a second overall in her cat, yea girl. Marshall made some serious cash by pulling of a sprint finish to take third place in the money class, hell yea.
To back up just a bit, the Whiskey Crit involved 4 laps and 5 shots of Whiskey through neighborhood streets and a park. The laps were short but sweet however, sprinting on a track bike while taking a shot of whiskey per lap bike gives you a feeling that could only be compared to mainlining the stuff (just guessing of course). Despite mixing track bikes, crit racing and hard liquor the race itself went off without injury. Alex, birthday boy, took home the win, Adam W. 2nd, Marshall 3rd and yours truly took 4th and a good buzz. The rest of the crew came in, the Whiskey took effect and that's when the fun began.
It was back to Alex's and Kylie's house for more good beer and food post race. An hour later, when the call was made for a ride on the bum trails by the river, everyone grabbed their bikes without even thinking about it. Kylie's effort to tell everyone what a bad idea it was just fell on deaf and drunk ears. A few minutes into the ride I hear Jake sliding down the pavement on a step hill just before we hit the trails. 5 minutes of riding, crash #1 on the pavement. Jake was fine and we were back to sprinting into the dark and towards the dirt.
Coming down the next hill Marshall was determined to take the lead and may have succeeded if it had not been for a metal cable that was hanging wheel high between two barriers. Over the bars into gravel with his face, hand and knee taking the majority of the impact. 10 minutes of riding, crash # 2 in gravel. Marshal was not as lucky as Jake and rolled over to immediately announced his front two teeth were gone and his hand was most likely broken. After calling the team car, then turning it down in favor of finishing the ride, we were back it again, racing track bikes on bum trails, on the river, in the dark. We are brilliant..
The main group was charging and at the speed they were traveling everyone had a good "close call" experience however, it was the birthday boy that would take the cake on best crash of the night.. So here I am, riding the trails with a little caution having just witnessed Marshal with half of his front teeth when Alex comes around me as though he was sprinting to the line at the Mellowdrome. Well, the bum trails are not quite as smooth as the track and my next image is one of a track bike five feet in the air sans-alex. A quick, "You alright? Yea, I am fine" exchange is made, he gathers his bike and it's back on the gas. I track his lines as we pick up speed and chase the group of blinking rear lights up ahead. A few hundred yards into our pursuit Alex starts slowing and makes a quick dismount while saying three words you never want to hear, "I'm not ok". Fifteen minutes of riding, crash #3 on bum trails. Well, I didn't get anything for Alex for his birthday but I know I could have done better than the gift of a broken collarbone that the bum trail hooked him up with and I know he would have appreciated even the lamest gift in exchange for his second crash that occurred 5 minutes later in the street on the the way home. We made it back, more beer was had and a cool and sober Kylie C gave the crew a lift back to the North Side.
So, four crashes in twenty minutes. WTF, that's something broken every 5 minutes. One hellava party Kylie K! Count me in for next year but make sure to invite a doctor and a dentist! (maybe a lawyer too) You rock girl!
The next day I pulled it together enough to get rad again and mix beer and bicycles. Asheville on Bikes was throwing the Bike of the Irish and even though I wanted neither after the Whiskey Crit I pulled it together and went out for a ride in the rain with 15-20 others who like to mix good beer and all things two wheels. The ride was good, the beer was cold, and Asheville on Bikes showed a crew around some cool areas of town as we hit a few local breweries and caught up with friends. I was glad I made it out and even pulled off a late night show of High Windy at Jack of the Wood. The Brew Crew was in it for the long haul, High Windy rocked and we shut the place down and drank 50.00 worth of Pisgah Pale in doing so.
Fast forward to one week later. The Banff film fest was in town this past weekend and of course Gearheads was there representing all weekend in Brevard. I camped out in Pisgah Friday after the show and froze my ass off. On Saturday I hit the trails for a fast session at B.C. then it was back to Banff with Beth. Sunday, Beth and I hit the Pisgah for a little pre-PNBAR action and pulled off some sweet lines and creek gaps over the course of a five hour ride. Amazing spring day in the woods and I feel energized with the exception of my ring finger.
If anyone has had this happen to them let me know. I can't straighten it and the tip of my finger is just limp. Not good.. But, there are worse body parts this could happen to and I can still grip a handlebar. Life could be a lot worse..
Ok, enough typing. My finger is freaking me out. jut rut out..
We've been on the go for the last two weeks. First it was snake creek gap #3. Swiftwick creator and all around amazing human being, Sharpie, made it down for this one. I bagged it halfway and hung out while everyone else went faster than ever. I think there was a time mishap because everyone I know seemed to better their time by 10 minutes. If there wasn't a time issue I will just believe that there was one so I still feel faster than some of my crew.As for the crew, I caught air while making stupid faces. Bruce went fast then slept under the car in the gravel! Beth killed it for a second overall in her cat, yea girl. Marshall made some serious cash by pulling of a sprint finish to take third place in the money class, hell yea.
Kylie rocked an 18 instead of the 17 she was running and beat her best time and Shanna rocked it at the finish line with me due to a sore back (watch those wheelies girl). Post race we hung with the Pilsbury's once again and laughed so hard it brought me to tears numerous times. Sharp kept us rolling and we even found enough energy to go cougar hunting for a little while since it was national cougar day after all. Good times and another SCG is in the books. Big high fives to all the boys and girls I don't get to see enough of, you know who you are. And thanks to all the volunteers and SCG crew for another awesome series. photo cred of me to Bryan Bloebaum.
To back up just a bit, the Whiskey Crit involved 4 laps and 5 shots of Whiskey through neighborhood streets and a park. The laps were short but sweet however, sprinting on a track bike while taking a shot of whiskey per lap bike gives you a feeling that could only be compared to mainlining the stuff (just guessing of course). Despite mixing track bikes, crit racing and hard liquor the race itself went off without injury. Alex, birthday boy, took home the win, Adam W. 2nd, Marshall 3rd and yours truly took 4th and a good buzz. The rest of the crew came in, the Whiskey took effect and that's when the fun began.
It was back to Alex's and Kylie's house for more good beer and food post race. An hour later, when the call was made for a ride on the bum trails by the river, everyone grabbed their bikes without even thinking about it. Kylie's effort to tell everyone what a bad idea it was just fell on deaf and drunk ears. A few minutes into the ride I hear Jake sliding down the pavement on a step hill just before we hit the trails. 5 minutes of riding, crash #1 on the pavement. Jake was fine and we were back to sprinting into the dark and towards the dirt.
Coming down the next hill Marshall was determined to take the lead and may have succeeded if it had not been for a metal cable that was hanging wheel high between two barriers. Over the bars into gravel with his face, hand and knee taking the majority of the impact. 10 minutes of riding, crash # 2 in gravel. Marshal was not as lucky as Jake and rolled over to immediately announced his front two teeth were gone and his hand was most likely broken. After calling the team car, then turning it down in favor of finishing the ride, we were back it again, racing track bikes on bum trails, on the river, in the dark. We are brilliant..
The main group was charging and at the speed they were traveling everyone had a good "close call" experience however, it was the birthday boy that would take the cake on best crash of the night.. So here I am, riding the trails with a little caution having just witnessed Marshal with half of his front teeth when Alex comes around me as though he was sprinting to the line at the Mellowdrome. Well, the bum trails are not quite as smooth as the track and my next image is one of a track bike five feet in the air sans-alex. A quick, "You alright? Yea, I am fine" exchange is made, he gathers his bike and it's back on the gas. I track his lines as we pick up speed and chase the group of blinking rear lights up ahead. A few hundred yards into our pursuit Alex starts slowing and makes a quick dismount while saying three words you never want to hear, "I'm not ok". Fifteen minutes of riding, crash #3 on bum trails. Well, I didn't get anything for Alex for his birthday but I know I could have done better than the gift of a broken collarbone that the bum trail hooked him up with and I know he would have appreciated even the lamest gift in exchange for his second crash that occurred 5 minutes later in the street on the the way home. We made it back, more beer was had and a cool and sober Kylie C gave the crew a lift back to the North Side.
So, four crashes in twenty minutes. WTF, that's something broken every 5 minutes. One hellava party Kylie K! Count me in for next year but make sure to invite a doctor and a dentist! (maybe a lawyer too) You rock girl!
The next day I pulled it together enough to get rad again and mix beer and bicycles. Asheville on Bikes was throwing the Bike of the Irish and even though I wanted neither after the Whiskey Crit I pulled it together and went out for a ride in the rain with 15-20 others who like to mix good beer and all things two wheels. The ride was good, the beer was cold, and Asheville on Bikes showed a crew around some cool areas of town as we hit a few local breweries and caught up with friends. I was glad I made it out and even pulled off a late night show of High Windy at Jack of the Wood. The Brew Crew was in it for the long haul, High Windy rocked and we shut the place down and drank 50.00 worth of Pisgah Pale in doing so.
Fast forward to one week later. The Banff film fest was in town this past weekend and of course Gearheads was there representing all weekend in Brevard. I camped out in Pisgah Friday after the show and froze my ass off. On Saturday I hit the trails for a fast session at B.C. then it was back to Banff with Beth. Sunday, Beth and I hit the Pisgah for a little pre-PNBAR action and pulled off some sweet lines and creek gaps over the course of a five hour ride. Amazing spring day in the woods and I feel energized with the exception of my ring finger.
If anyone has had this happen to them let me know. I can't straighten it and the tip of my finger is just limp. Not good.. But, there are worse body parts this could happen to and I can still grip a handlebar. Life could be a lot worse..Ok, enough typing. My finger is freaking me out. jut rut out..
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Brew Crew Gear is on the way.
With it so cold outside we have been sporting the goods from Pisgah Works winter wool line. However, as I sit here watching snow fall on rain soaked ground I needed to remind myself and maybe you all out there that Spring temps will soon be here for good and we will be sporting the new threads.
We ordered a limited run and they are going to go fast. Hit us up at pisgahbrewcrew@gmail.com if you want to grab one and we will put your name on it. It will run you 70 bucks and they will be here in early April. Just like the beer we drink they will be a high quality product that you will love. Voler is making them and we are going with the club cut if you are wondering how they will fit.
Some fashionable and functional footwear will not be far behind from Swiftwick. Sharpie has the logos and a badass sock will no doubt be hitting my inbox in the near future. The jersey and socks will be available at the brewery, Pisgah Works, and my house so just get in touch and get a rad new jersey.
In other news.. Snake Creek Gap #3 is next weekend and we will be making one more trip to North GA for some good times and bike racing. Also, the plans for the next enduro are coming together so stay tuned as a date has been set, June 13th and 14th. The title of Most Bad Ass Mountain Biker in the World is once again up for grabs and something tells me that the competition is going to be fierce this year. It will once again be capped at 30 people and invites should soon be sent out to the people who played last year then registration will open up to others. This year we are taking the Enduro to a whole nother level so be ready to have the envelope pushed and make sure your health insurance coverage is up to date.
The ground either needs to freeze or dry out. I am getting restless..
Jut Rut
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Heatbreaker revisited.
thanks to all the people that came out to play and a BIG THANKS to the ladies who made it happen, beth, lauren b, tracy, jenn, lela, cynthia and others. these ladies came out took pictures and were ready to go into action if we needed to be pulled out of the woods. one more shout out and thanks to chris b and tracy for the rad new header pic. (i hope you approve, it was just too good not to use for a few days.)
if you want to read about the event there are words over on my blog.
werd.
jut rut
if you want to read about the event there are words over on my blog.
werd.
jut rut
Sunday, February 15, 2009
What time is it?
0:21: Ryan Taylor
0:21: Matt Johnson
0:21:00 Park Baker
0:22:30 Jake Thompson
0:22:34 John Sarver
0:23:30 Jut Rut
0:23:47 Pisgah Works Denny
0:23:59 Jody Flemming
0:24:00 Adam Winton
0:24:18 Pat Wonderboy Milky
0:24:56 Ian Baldwin
0:25:24 John M. Roberts
0:25:30 Gary Maltby
0:25:36 Kevin Booth
0:25:45 Mike Calhoun
0:26:45 Mike Brown
0:27:09 Phil Shaw
0:27:17 Chris Ivory
0:27:45 Calum Robertson
0:29:00 Kylie Krauss
0:30:11 Johnathan LaRoy
0:39:00 Keith Thompson
0:21: Matt Johnson
0:21:00 Park Baker
0:22:30 Jake Thompson
0:22:34 John Sarver
0:23:30 Jut Rut
0:23:47 Pisgah Works Denny
0:23:59 Jody Flemming
0:24:00 Adam Winton
0:24:18 Pat Wonderboy Milky
0:24:56 Ian Baldwin
0:25:24 John M. Roberts
0:25:30 Gary Maltby
0:25:36 Kevin Booth
0:25:45 Mike Calhoun
0:26:45 Mike Brown
0:27:09 Phil Shaw
0:27:17 Chris Ivory
0:27:45 Calum Robertson
0:29:00 Kylie Krauss
0:30:11 Johnathan LaRoy
0:39:00 Keith Thompson
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Snake Creek and Heartbreak
The Brew Crew when down and rocked it in the rocks last weekend at Snake Creek Gap #2. Beth killed it and is tied for the big 1st place in her cat. Bruce, well Bruce always has a good time no matter what time he finishes. Marshall destroyed a seat post 4 miles in and rode the next 13 miles standing up, found a seat post at the halfway point and still managed a 3:17! Shanna "Endless Smiles" Powell stepped it up and pulled of a 4:31 on her rigid single speed, must be the cogs. We brought a mini keg of Pisgah's Finest Pale Ale that lasted all of twenty minutes and had a blast hanging with quality people that a race like the Snake brings out. Apparently we didn't get enough riding so we hit Raccoon Mtn on Sunday for a fast two hour ride on some sweeeet trails with none other than our awesome tour guide Jamie Pills and some cool folks from the North.
Well, Snake Creek didn't break our hearts, it only inspired us to take it further. This weekend is going to ROCK. If you're in the know then you know.. Hope to see you in Old Fort on Saturday morning. If you can't make it to the mountain then at least join us for a pint or four at the after party. A few more updates may be hitting this site soon so stay in the loop.
Werd.
Jut Rut
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