P1SSer jersey, second edition

Finally found some free time to hammer out my definitive design for the P1SSer jersey...let me know what you think:

Critical MaSS ride!

Well, it's finally happened. Last November 18 was the first time more than 2 single-speeders rode together...aside from me, there was King (on his Gary Fisher), DanDan (on his Big Cat), and Noel (on his On-One Inbred 29er) - yes, another milestone is that I am not the lone 29er/SS rider over here. It was Noel's first time to hit the trails in Maarat on the Inbred, but he had a great ride. He's a pretty strong rider! He also wore the sample of the 1st P1SSer jersey...

Some pics for your pleasure:



That's Noel, myself, Franz (geared rider but all-around good guy!), and King. Pic was snapped by DanDan.



Me pretending to be Drill Sergeant and urging Noel to Go!Go!Go! and attack the climb. He cleaned it easily :)



DanDan effortlessly sailing up the same climb. He makes everything look easy.



King powering up another climb. It's great to ride with him again, and to see him recovering well after his accident earlier this year. Incidentally, the last time we rode this trail together was before his accident. Now he's back with a singlespeed. Hail to the King!



Yes that's my butt hitting the climb. I have personal issues with this particular hill - and I attack it with gusto. Now that I manage to clean it, another hill farther down the trail earns my ire when I stall a few feet short of the top. As I always say, "There's always something to come back to next ride." Or in our vernacular, "babalikan kita!".



UK's On-One Inbred 29er meets its US counterpart, in the Surly Karate Monkey...where else but in Da Pilipins!



Yes, we got singlespeeders growing on trees over here! (Ya right!)



Back at the trailhead for a post-ride shot.

Thanks to Noel, Franz and DanDan for the snaps!

PISSer jerseys

Apparently, there's a demand for these! Aside from King's design, I contributed these two options:


This is my "retro" design...text may be subject to change...


While this is a more modern take:


Will whip up more designs as the days go by, free time permitting ;)

recommended listening

If you got an iPod, just like several zillion other people do - and you ride, you should tune in to the Crooked Cog Podcast. It's run by the good guys at TwentyNineInches.com, and has excerpts from the Interbike 2006 show, as well as interviews with bike industry bigwigs. They talk about stuff that interests me (such as 29ers, single-speeding, etc), and maybe, it'll interest you too.

Speaking of podcasts, that's all my iPod is good for now. Guess it's starting to show its age.

another month, another post

Yes it's been a month since I've posted, because once again, some real-world responsibilities have gotten into the way. And when you start prioritizing things that (a) you MUST do; (b) you SHOULD do; (c) you BETTER do; and (d) you WANT to do - guess which one gets tossed out? For me, it's (d)!

So here's how my October went by, in a nutshell:

Oct 3-13 Run up to my trip to the States
Oct 14-21 One week away: 1/2 day in Detroit. 2 1/2 days in Pennsylvania, 2 days in NYC, close to 2 days in the air. Lovely. Hours spent riding this whole time? ZERO.
Oct 22-29 Fended off jet lag, and a bad case of the cold, usccessfully. Again, no riding.
Oct 31 - did some "trick or treating" hehe.

But I did check out some bike shops in NYC - and yes, I dropped by NYC Velo, where I got myself a largish Timbuk2 messenger bag (coz my luggage was full to the brim already with work stuff to take home), a long-sleeved NYC Velo shirt (just like what Andrew's got on here), Dirt Rags #118 and #124...so no ENO crankset, no bike rentals...

I did snap a pic of a ghost bike:



This one's a memorial to Reginald Chan, aged 60, who was hit by a truck on Third Avenue at 17th Street, on September 18, 2006. Rest in peace, fellow rider.

I spotted this while walking back from NYC Velo to another bike shop, Manhattan Velo...I actually missed it the first time I walked by. Strange. But when I did see it, it was a chilling experience. Said a short prayer for the fallen rider, snapped a pic, and went on my way.