Gehört zwar nicht unbedingt hier rein, aber hier mal mein Reisebericht Maui
Maui Baby, Maui!
ItÂs not an easy thing. I mean, I spent three weeks in Maui and what the hell do I write about, the beaches, the surf, the parting, the local hook ups, or the talent that seemed to be everywhere? I mean half of the things I did in Hawaii I canÂt even write about, so in efforts of keeping this blog PG, IÂll stick to writing about some of the epic rides I went on.
And when I say epic, I mean epic! We rode a few different spots in Maui, but the one that really impressed me the most, simply due to its unbelievable vert (some 10, 000 freaking feet) was Skyline located on Haleakala volcano, or as itÂs known to the Hawaiians, ÂHouse of the Sun. This was one bad ass run, with multiply line options, as you can descend on various faces of the volcano.
Unfortunately, in Maui, the local riders have some serious land access issues and the majority of the riding is illegal, with Haleakala certainly being no exception. With that being said, ripping down the 10, 000 ft volcano was, with out a doubt, the highlight of my trip. After my first ride down the volcano, I was one step closer to understanding what addiction truly means, because after that ride all I could think about was doing it again, and again, and again!
The first few times I rode Haleakala, we stopped after descending about 8, 000 ft, but on my last day and after a few weeks of pestering the Hawaiians, we did a full 10, 000 ft decent, from the top of the crater all the way to the Pacific Ocean! This run took over 2 hours, and let me just say that it kicked ass. There were no big moves or really any gnarly lines, just plenty of fast DH action, and high speed drifting all the way down. This ride is so long, you pretty much cover it all: jeep and dirt roads, single track, forested sections, and open fields (the grass bowels section from the Collective), as you pass through stark volcanic landscapes, subalpine shrub land, rain forests, and dry forests zones. So killer! The only bummer was getting chased my ranchers, but hell, that was still pretty fun!
Enough with my blabbering, here are some picÂs from the trip, enjoy!
An essential item for anyone traveling with a bikeÂ
the
Dakine bike bag.
The Haleakala Crater some 9,740ft above sea level and a look inside the crater itself.
I think some one was trying to tell us something in this shot, but what do I know? Look how guilty Ryan looks in this shotÂ
hahaha. And the second shot gives you an idea of what the open road sections were like.
Tropical rainforest single track anyone? As it turns out, the same Pineapple Express weather system that hit Vancouver a while back also did a number on Maui, and unfortunately we had to deal with the storm damage.
Came across this creepy cabin in the middle of no where (thatÂs Iuta, Bali and the handsome kid is me), and a shot of myself taking a break from the dayÂs activities.
If you have seen the Collective, then you may recognize this place, itÂs called the ÂGrass Bowels, and it is not only breath taking, but epic to ride through! One of my favorite sections for sure. The word unreal doesnÂt do this spot justice! No itÂs not a giant on a bike; itÂs my boy Leif, all 7 feet of him! I think he is riding a 24â³ hard tail frame in this shot, ya thats right, I said 24!
Some mandatory pre ride beverages with the Maui boys (Bali, Iuta, Ryan, and yours truly). I love this shot, I look like a midget beside LeifÂ
they growÂem big in Maui!
I couldnÂt write this blog without a pic of Jake (a good bud, and another local Maui ripper), and the last shot is of our final destination, from 10,000 ft to the Pacific OceanÂ
so sweet!
ThatÂs it for now, but stay tuned for some pounding surf, midnight pineapple raids and generally debauchery shots from my trip!
Oh, one last thing. HereÂs a HUGE shout out to the boys in Maui, you guys are the shit!
Peace
federweg(alos der federweg, der max aus der gabel rauszukitzeln ist, da dann die dichtungen an die krone stoßen)
