Wednesday, May 28, 2008


48 hours. In a car.

It was snowing there.

The rock gardens were icy.

Then they were muddy.

It was flat.

It was at 11,000 feet.

It cost $685.00 in gas.

Racing rules.

highway to hell .... and back

NOTE:this post contains zero useful information about the Angelfire race, be warned.

so this is it, the route.

our sound system for the journey was slightly less then dialed, the burbs CD player and tape deck shit the bed on our last trip to Fontana, so we improvised with a power inverter and a trusty little boom box.

no sleep, shitty food and sustaining hours of the Nightbird's poisonous flatulence made me pretty grumpy most of the time. i retaliated with three in the morning flashlight attacks.
Chazz reenacting the majesty of Senior Limpwrist McFlowerpants
we found this little penguin in a parking lot in buttfuck Colorado, we named him Pubert and made him the official mascot of the trip, things like this make total sense when you eat cookies for every meal and don't sleep.
Chazz has deemed DEL SCORCHO to be the name of his new Mexican wrestling character.
NOTE: he named himself after the medium sauce not he hot sauce! pretty weak chazz, pretty weak.
we stayed in the parking lot for the first night, which sucked hard. after that we stayed with two superpinners Jon Wilson and Casey Coffman from Reno, they both ride for Oakley, GIANT bicycles and Northstar resort, they were kind enough to let us stay in their condo.

we all decided to decorate the lovely fish on the wall, it eventually ended up as a tribute fish for our favorite northwest racer LARZ STERNBERGALUR.
we took the Larzfish on a little Field trip up to the 4x track to Cheer for Larz. unfortunately he lost but at least we got to show him the fish. I'm pretty sure he thinks we're retarded now.
New Mexico has a lot of cows...........cows smell like cow shit.
nice blue sky after the race and on the road home NightBird lost his mind just outside of Denver, i asked if he was tired and he just gave me this crazy look and turned up the Judas Priest tape and kept driving with out saying a word, it was kind of scary. OutPost Pizzeria in downtown Eaglecrest New Mexico population: who gives a shit
claimed, on the door no less, to have the "WORLDS BEST PIZZA", a lofty claim to say the least. but ironically Outpost Pizzeria is by far the worst pizza ever in the history of man, you would think that a crazy old lady with a 30 foot long oxygen tube could make a mean pie, but no she made us a round piece of toast with shitty cheese, no sauce and chewy chicken. but she was rad she had one of those trashy biker shirts with the sleeves on fire and a Maltese cross on the back and she kept telling us all about all the biker rallies that come through her little town. she even busted out a stack of photos for us to look through with the warning " look out, there might be some X rated ones in there the ladies get a little rowdy"
unfortunately the crazy photos turned out to be mostly pictures of fat ugly people on Harleys and people that had made leather chaps and vest for their stupid little dogs.
needless to say this was one of my favorite stops on the trip.
here it is AngelFire ski Resort, looks pretty flat, because it is.
on the road home, Idaho in the morning, pretty sweet.
Chazz and the NightRobber called this section of road the slalom course, it was a little gnarly to hear the tires chirp on a fully loaded Chevy Suburban pinning it around corners at ninety but that's the kind of decision making you get out of a brain of a DH racer.

this thing was pretty cool we agreed its some kind of NAZI boob/helmet factory.

in closing, this pretty much sums up my feelings about our trip.


Tuesday, May 20, 2008

ANGELFIRE ! and Animals!

We will be at the AngelFire National this weekend........... partytime.

Friday, May 16, 2008

fluidride cup#2

Baaron looked really smooth down the "Justice" line.

this guy experienced some fally downy time

Some pics from the race.

first up: Philepe' Lorado fell early in his race run, bummer, but by the time he got to "Justice" he was so pissed off he was clearly the fastest guy down the section.

don't fuck with the NightBird he has access to a windowless van and tie downs.

Chazz boosting a "triple" on the old 4x track after the race, a testament to the longevity of his robot energy source.

Grampa Joe (superfan) is displaying all the necessary elements needed to enjoy a Down Hill race.

1.walking stick
2. over sized double fanny pack filled with beer
3. a reliable noise maker.
4. lawn chair

along with proper accessories you really want to have a sturdy entourage, like these folks.

1. a couple of chicks with beer(that should be a no brainer)
2. your buddy who is way bigger and stronger then you. this will allow you to get really drunk and be a retard without the worry of getting your ass kicked in front of said girls with beer.
3. depending on your mood you may want to bring along a grumpy wizard in a hood.

these two guys have a few things in common.
1. a love of the letter Z
2. a love of "pinning it"

Thursday, May 15, 2008

A new TEAM.ROBOT blog series:

We at TEAM.ROBOT HQ have noticed a real lack of robot knowledge in and amongst the new generation of earthlings around us. This generation is familiar with I-pods, girl jeans and gay alternative music, but knows little of the great steps in robot history of the future that got us here. And with that, we start a new series:

Great Robots in History (part 1)

R2D2 and C3PO

The only robots to appear in all 3 of the best movies ever made, and all 3 of the worst movies ever made. The dynamic duo was one of societies first tries at using robots for comic relief, following in the robot foot/track/pod/hover steps of Rosie Model 298b6 of the Jetson clan. R2D2 was the only robot to not have his memory wiped, therefore knowing the entire history of the skywalk...


Watch some kickass bike riding. Thank you Team America.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Tonic Fab Show up Bro up Blow up Go up Jam

We're having a little get together at the trails on the first weekend in June. Contact Landon at Tonicfab, or your local robots. Beep beep, trails, bip booooooop.

The new and the old. Dialed main line, soon to be dialed 12 foot berm gap line.

It's a berm gap. I know, it's awesome.
It ends in a solid 7 foot wall of vertical stacked goodness.

12 foot tall spiral landing. So much fun to land on...

Be there