Bike Porn: My Scott CR1 Elite

Welcome to my obsession. I’ve been cycling off and on for close to 4yrs, and this year I’ve started taking the sport a little more seriously… which means I need a more serious bike! I wanted a bike that was a good all-around trainer and racer, that weighed as much as a feather. After browsing around the many bike shops in Greenville, SC, I found this Scott CR1 Elite at Ride On Bicycles. Light, agile, comfortable (haha), sexxxy! Since then I’ve dropped the stem, picked up a SRAM RED black crank, and fitted 50mm Boyd carbon clincher wheels. At least I’ll look fast.

Blood. Sometimes it sets my teeth on edge, other times it helps me control the chaos

I’m HOOKED on watching Dexter; America’s favorite serial killer. I’ve heard from a few people I resemble him so what better costume than this!? The shirt is authentic, but the gloves, “knife”, and khakis are the best I could do on a local 1hr shopping spree. I only have Netflix, soooo don’t tell me what happens on season 5 when dressed like this. OK? Happy Halloween!

Road trip mixed with Base Jumping

Last weekend I spontaneously drove across the Mojave desert with Bogart the foster dog to visit my Aunt and Uncle in Phoenix. Nothing too extraordinary. Growing up in the South where trees and grass dominate the landscape like love letters to Justin Bieber’s mailbox, it still fascinates me to drive through the desert. I usually drive at night to avoid the notorious LA traffic. But this time I drove there and back during daylight, with my camera and a 50mm lens.

Climbing to new heights

1 more week until the dreaded 100 mile Assault on Mt. Mitchell “event” in S/N Carolina. I knew I had to kick my ass this weekend so I’d have a fighting chance to get to the top of Mt. Mitchell the next. This ride was sort of a last-minute decision, so I couldn’t find any buddies down to pedal next to me on the trek. Just me and my iPod jamming the workout playlist. The route is estimated at 7,000′ in 23 miles. Starting at the bottom where Hwy 39 splits (West Fork) and ending at Dawson Saddle (the highest elevation point on the Angeles Crest Hwy). You can literally start at the top, and not have to pedal at all until the very bottom. Very little flat or downhill sections on the way up. PAIN!