Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Once Every Two Years, That’s All You Get!


Despite what some of you might be thinking, we have not driven our camper off a cliff. Although at times we have talked, at length, about how nice it would be to watch our camper go up in flames. However, we cherish our lives and love our dog.  The camper on the other hand would make a spectacular exit! We are still motoring along. It’s been four years on the road for us now. Of course, a lot has happened since I made the conscious decision to stop writing on NattyNTrey’s Big Adventure.  We spent two summers writing for BIKE Magazine. Last year we joined forces with WorldBikeParks.com and that is our full time gig these days. We tour bike parks and write reviews. But lately I have been feeling like it’s not enough to write about biking all the time. A lot of living has been happening which never makes it on the website because it has nothing to do with mountain biking. So, I can’t really backtrack two years but maybe I can do a large overview from where I left off.


I’ll start with last summer’s drive out East.  We never really thought that making such a voyage would be a very good idea in our truck camper, which we have coined the name Maurice.  Because of it’s sluggish, heavy weight, crippling, princess and pea, banana nut crunchy crap we have dealt with! * But alas it only made sense that the bike parks out East are as important as the bike park out West. So we set our eyes east and started our drive.


It took us two and half weeks to get to New York. Our plan was to stop at community bike parks every other day. My thought was that it would block out the fact that we were making such a long drive. I was able to navigate us with shorter distances. So the goal was never New York, It was, that small town bike park only 200 miles from here. That seemed to workout pretty well until we got into the mid-west, Vernon Wisconsin to be exact. We found a wooded riding area and thought it would be a great place to ride our bikes and sleep for the night. Only at midnight I woke to Trey asking me “what do we do?!?” He was in a complete panic. It took me a second to realize there was a horrendous sound blasting in the night air. It was a tornado siren horning with great oomph.  I ripped out of my sleep and we decided that being in the trees was a bad place so we packed it up and set out on the road. I texted a good friend of mine Jess and asked her if she and Brian had even been through something like this? She said the worst thing we could possibly do was drive. So we turned the rig around and parked it again!  Trey likes to bring up the cop who stopped, we thought he was going to help us, we even waved but he got out of his car, kicked debris out the road and was gone just as quickly as he arrived. The next day when we got on the Internet we learned that the tornado landed only 5 miles from where we were parked. The next night we were in Illinois when lightening ripped us out of our sleep. Trey and I both grabbed our chest and were completely gassed! Trey thought someone shot a riffle off right in his face. I thought the bikes were hit. Neither one of us wanted to go outside and check the bikes that night, we were like little kids too afraid of what was outside. The next morning I looked around and couldn’t find any sign of strike but oh man, did it feel like we had been hit. Needless to say we made a beeline after that night to get out of the mid-west…

Here are some photos of the weather and little bit of riding shots. More to come…


Here are the write-ups from worldbikeparks.com if you want more...










*We have not written anything about our trials and tribulations with our rig because we have tried to keep things civil between Chalet and us, but the gloves are off now!  NEVER BUY A CHALET!!! NO CUSTOMER SERVICE AND OUR RIG WAS A LEMON!!! Triple Slide 2010 – hum I’m feeling loaded maybe I do have a lot to say about this dang thing.