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Slovenian wears its MTB-friendliness on its flag of independence and on the Pohorje Mountains in Maribor, Slovenia, the host city of last-weekend’s MTB World Cup race.

You can check out footage of the Maribor event on YouTube. If you love Slovenia like I do, you won’t be able to help but cheer when you see the clip of the Slovenian flag.

A recent Mountain Bike Action article called Maribor “one of the friendliest and most intimate stops” for the Mountain Bike World Cup. The Cup’s two-year hiatus from Maribor didn’t stop passionate and rowdy Slovenes from turning out to cheer on the riders racing down “the sunny side of the Alps” June 20 and 21.

Slovenia and its people somewhat embody the hardcore spirit of mountain biking. Being a small country (population 2 million) at a geographical and cultural crossroads has made Slovenia susceptible foreign occupation multiple times in the past several centuries. Still, Slovenes are strong and proud people with a very distinct cultural heritage- a heritage worth fighting for. And they did fight for it, gaining their political independence from the Soviet Union 18 years ago tomorrow, June 25.

Vse Dan Državnosti, lepa Slovenija! Na Zdravje (Cheers)!

Goblin Valley with castle formation in the distance.

Standing in Goblin Valley is a bit eerie. If you get there before 9 a.m., it is easy to feel that you are the only non-petrified person around for a hundred miles. You feel even more alone at standing edge of the valley’s precipitous cliff staring into the flat desert land ahead that starkly contrasts the enormous and stout goblin formations surrounding you. I had a lot of fun maneuvering my way through the maze of goblins last weekend. I suggest you include it in your trip itinerary if you’re headed to Moab or Lake Powell.

While attending the first annual Salt Lake Bicycle Summit this weekend, I had the chance to meet the fabulous Tara Mckee, organizer of the 2009 Cycle Style Show-Salt Lake City.

The Cycle Style Show is a local outdoor fashion show that will show off functional and fashionable commuter cycling clothing and accessories (see preview here), in action, on some really cool commuter-friendly bikes.

Whether attendees currently commute into town for work, to shop, to hang with friends or (gasp!) do not ride a bike at all, this show is sure to inspire folks to dust off the bikes in their garage and get out on a bike this summer.

The Cycle Style Show is Friday, May 15 at 7 p.m. at the Gallivan Center in SLC. Hope to see you there!

Courtney enjoys the signs of Spring on the Electra Amsterdam with the tulip design

Tags: bike fahion show, bike fashion, Bike Month, cycle style show, family event, Gallivan Center, Salt Lake City, Utah, Utah Bike Month

I pledge to reduce my greenhouse gas emissions by 450 pounds during May, which many U.S. cities, including Salt Lake City, recognize as Bike Month.

I have the farthest commute of all the SOAR team members (about 30 miles), so I’m not going to attempt to commute the entire way by bike. But I will take the bus two to three times per week, and stop asking my husband to drop me off and pick me up from my home bus stop (I learned at the Bicycle Leadership Conference that 40 percent of trips in the U.S. are just two miles and are the most polluting). If I do this during the month of May, UtahCommuter.com tells me that I can reduce my vehicle trips by 450 to 680 miles and my greenhouse gas emission by 380 to 575 pounds.

Me prepping for the Momentum bike fashion show at Interbike

I first started using mass transit because it was cheaper than buying snow tires for my 1988 California-raised Volvo. Even though the threat of snow is gone (let’s hope), I still try to commute by bus twice a week. The entire commute from point to point takes about 30-40 minutes longer than it would if I drove by myself, but I think it is worth the extra time spent. One-way bus fare cheaper than a gallon of gas and the time I have on the bus to read Newsweek and study Portuguese is priceless. Plus, I get home to my husband in a much better mood not having fought traffic for 45 minutes.

I’ll also reduce my green house gas emissions by biking around town more. I’ve been assessing every road I drive on for its bikeability and often think, “I could totally bike this. Why am I even driving a car?” I see bike trips to the gelaterie are in my not-so distant future.

You can learn how many pounds of carbon emissions your commute reduces by registering at UtahCommuter. com (hint: if you only commute by a car alone, your commute reduces NONE! Think about it.)

Tags: Commute, Public Transit, Salt Lake City Bike Summit, UTA, Utah Bike Month

Nothing too remarkable about his time, per sé, except he sent more than 20 Twitter updates from his cell phone while completing the 26.2-mile course.

CNN.com Digital News Producer, Peter Wilkinson

According to Wilkinson he decided to tweet during the marathon as a way of boosting his personal celebrity/visibility to help raise money for Amnesty International.

For the record, you can follow Pete on Twitter via @Peter_Wilkinson or visit his Twitter page at www.twitter.com/peter_wilkinson.

Check -out this short interview of Pete being interviewed by CNN before today’s race.

Tags: CNN, London Marathon, Pete Wilkinson, Twitter

“My bikes goes hard, don’t need no car” says the scraper bikers of the San Francisco Bay Area hyphy movement.

The scraper bike movement that originated in Oakland, Calif. is now sweeping the world. “Scrapers” in the hip-hop world are huge cars with rims so big they scrape the inside of the wheel well. According to a NRP story aired last year, Tyrone Stevenson Jr. (better known as “Scraper Bike King”) first thought to apply the aesthetic of the scraper car by fitting large wheels on small bike frames and painting the frames to match the rims, accenting them with colorful foil wrappers from food like Oreos, Doritos and Lemonhead. I saw several scraper bikes on display at the Oakland Airport on a recent trip to my hometown in the South Bay. They’re works of art as much as they are vehicles.

Stevenson made his first scraper bike because he couldn’t afford the car version. Now he makes a living designing them, while giving teenagers in his community creative and healthy ways to channel their energy.

Click here to watch the YouTube rap music video that started the now world-wide scraper bike phenomenon.

Tags: California, Hyphy, Oakland, Scraper

Me (the one who looks excited), a crew member and my King Mackerel

Though I’m not exactly new to the SOAR Blog, (having been featured and/or mentioned here, here, here and here), I’ve never actually written a post–hence me thinking a small introduction is warranted. I’m the lone Canuck on staff at SOAR communications, actually working for Politis Communications–sister agencies–but working on a few of SOAR’s accounts, from time to time. I grew up immersed in sports and athletics, but mostly enjoyed swimming and playing soccer and rugby, which I played for my high school, and pick up games of basketball till the wee hours of the morning (at least in the summer). That said, I’ve dabbled in everything from winter skiing to water skiing and canoe trips to snowshoeing.

Well, enough about me and onto the purpose of this post. It’s been a few months now, but back in November I went deep sea fishing off the coast of Miami for one of my best friends bachelor party. About 20 of us jumped on one of the Reward Fishing Fleet’s largest boats and set off for four hours of fishing fun. It was my first fishing major fishing adventure in an ocean (Poppa P showed me the ropes of small lake fishing last year!)

About 20 minutes into our voyage the skipper yelled, “they’re biting!” Within minutes beers were exchanged for fishing poles, and lines were dropped into the Atlantic as we trolled across a school of dolphin-fish (also known as mahi mahi, dorado, calitos, maverikos, or lampuki). Within about 45 minutes 90 percent of the guys had caught their first fish. Several had caught a few, including some sharks (catch and release) that were hanging out trying to get some food themselves.

Matt, the bachelor, and his first Mahi Mahi

It was an experience of a lifetime and one I will not soon forget… specially since today I received my way-too-expensive mounted fish (for those wondering and who may not know, they don’t stuff the real fish anymore. Nowadays, they send you a fiberglass replica of the fish to hang on your wall.). Sure, I was also lucky enough to catch a red snapper and a king mackerel before the day was done, but none will look as cool on my wall as the 34 inch mahi mahi I was able to haul in!

If you’ve never been deep sea fishing I highly recommend it. And if you’re looking for a company to take you, out of the hundreds available, I’ll gladly recommend the crew at Reward Fishing Fleet (not a paid client or endorsement–this one is from the heart!). The rates are very reasonable and they’ll work their butts off to see that you and your group have a great time. Happy fishing!

The trophy has arrived!

Tags: Deep sea fishing

Salt Lake has some die-hard cyclists. I met some of them at the SLC Critical Mass meeting/ride last week while conducting research for a Momentum Magazine assignment. The weather conditions that day weren’t particularly brutal, but the participants told me they stayed true to their bike commutes even through the bitterness of the Utah winter. One rider vowed to ride to school every day. And he had, even when the snow-covered ground required a unicycle equipped with a mountain bike tire. Another cyclist recently sold his car and instead tackles snowy paths with a studded bike snow tire.

SLC Critical Mass in March

I don’t envy the chilly weather conditions the SLC Critical Mass folks cycle in for a good part of the year.  But I do envy the city they get to navigate. I think I would have a richer appreciation of Salt Lake if I could experience by bike more often. The brightly-lit, snowy Wasatch Mountains were dead ahead of us when we started out. As we passed by an Eastern Orthodox church, a bagpipe rendition of “Amazing Grace” pumped out of the stereo of one rider’s homemade tall bike (like a horse, but with less stability). The stone and stained-glass Cathedral of Madeline was on the right as the mass headed west.

My photographer, McKenzie, was a hardcore as the cyclists she was following. Still, she and her driver, Austin, had trouble keeping up with the speedy pack because Critical Mass doesn’t have a set route. Simultaneously using my mobile and riding urban streets required more coordination than I had in that moment, so I had to pull over to update McKenzie on the riders’ location. Given my difficulties, I was pretty sure McKenzie would have had an even greater struggle managing both handlebars and an SLR. At least in the car she could leave the driving to someone else. Thanks, McKenzie, for your stealthy cameras kills and to Austin for chasing down the pack!

Keep your eye on this blog for more updates on my Momentum article research.

Tags: Critical Mass, Cycling, Momentum Magazine, Salt Lake City

I’ve spent the past few weeks trying to figure out how to get back at my husband for the way he treated me on Valentine’s Day. While others were eating chocolate and smelling roses around scented candles, we were camping at the snow-covered Jordanelle Reservoir, in the dark, in the midst of a looming snowstorm. I wouldn’t have wanted to spend Valentine’s Day and other way.

Snow Camping at Jordanell Lake

Though I grew up enjoying the California outdoors, only a few times did I venture to sleep in them. So when Philip and I got married, I was eager to benefit from his backpacking and camping experience. My camping naivety made it easy for me to accept his suggestion to spend Valentine’s Day in the snow (most of my Utahan friends shivered at the thought of it).

On Valentine’s Day eve we set up camp in the dark, then enjoyed s’mores roasted over the awesome fire Philip built for us. We heard the falling snow brush against our tent the entire night and woke up to a very still and pristine morning. With hot chocolate in our bellies (thanks for the stove, Chip!), we set off on a snowshoeing adventure around the reservoir. There was no one around for miles, save a couple of ice fishers. You couldn’t beat the scene’s romance factor. Nice work, Philip!

Snowshoeing at Jordanell Lake

With spring (and hopefully warmer weather) approaching, I spend a lot of my free time thinking about all of the local adventures Utah and its surrounding states have to offer- Havasupai, the Narrows at Zion,  the Tetons to name a few. I need to get back at Philip for the amazing trip he planned and would greatly appreciate any/all reader suggestions.

P.S. Thanks to Joby for the amazing Gorillapod. We couldn’t have taken these shots without it!

Tags: snow camping, Snowshoeing

There’s a fascinating story out on the wires written by John Branch of the New York Times that suggests that belies old adage about winning basketball teams make their free throws.

Time lapse photo of basketball going into a hoop

In fact, Branch points out that only one team currently ranked in the Associated Press Top 25 ranking (the North Carolina Tar Heels, presently ranked #2) is also in the top ranks for free throw percentages.

The average percentage, NCAA-wide, for made free throws is about 69 percent year after year. It’s a bit

higher in the National Basketball Association, but not much, coming in at around 75 percent.

Again, a very interesting article for any B-Ball junkies out there.

Here’s the link to “For Free Throws, 50 Years of Practice Is No Help.”