Beer Friday. Lost Coast Brewery, Tangerine Wheat.

Hey folks, how you doing? After a three week stretch I am back for another instalment of Beer Friday written live! Wow. How cool.. Imagine that? No pre-done beer review saved for a later date.. This one is written on the night of. Just like the old days!

So how you all been doing?

Been fine, huh?

Getting out on those bikes and riding around the river valley whilst my pimply, pasty white ass was slaving away?

That's good. Not jealous one bit...

Seriously happy for each and every one of you..

No feelings of ill contempt here.. Nope. Not one bit.

Guys... Gals, I'm fine.. Can we move on?

The entire beer review staff is here and pumped to bring you this beer from Eureka California. A brewery that has been on here most recently in a review where spelling errors via a Mac computer due to auto correct had me looking at some mean texts from a close brethren member. Tears were shed and I moved on.

So I won't bore you with brewery and city details. We will go straight to the pour. Roxanne. Our new head beer pourer from Alabama joins our crew and she poured a big headed (it's ok, it's her first time and she was a little nervous) murky golden beer that filled the room with the sweet smell of tangerine. Have I mentioned yet that this is an amazing Led Zeppelin song?

As per the Lost Coast website this one is recommended for pool parties and laid back summer relaxing and after every sip I got the notion they were going for. This fucker was strong with the tangerine kids.

The first sip was.. You guess it. Tangerine! With a beautiful night out there I should have reviewed this on my patio with the laptop enjoying every sense this beer is worth instead of the dark and dungy beer review lab. Damn... I should have planned ahead.

The tangerine is the obvious overwhelming flavour in this one, some notes of... Oh fuck it. I'm not even going to try. Tangerine. Wait.. wheat!? There is wheat in here? Maybe, but tangerine is the main player in this delicious summer beer.

Get it. It's good.

This beer gets 3.5 suds out of 5.

Happy Sunday

Watch This...

Yes I know. Fifteen minutes is too much for our shortened thirty second, two thousand eighteen memory spans but its good. Really good!

The countdown to the next ride is next Friday. I'm back from a little trip down east and now have to finish off a round of nights in the shop. Apologies again for no content. Not even a beer review was done as I didn't know I'd be leaving.

Happy Tuesday

Happy Sunday

Things will be slow on here for a while.. Sorry kids.

British Columbia Baby!

So a car company made an actual somewhat decent bike video... Who knew? I'm sure brethren member Jason would be salivating heavily watching this. 

Pushing Flour Sacks

Sadly a day with high intentions had come to a grinding halt as my legs wanted absolutely nothing to do with pushing a bike around the river valley today.  The legs felt like two bags of flour wetted down  heavily with eggnog.

The plan was to ride from Kinseman to Hawerlak, cross the river and Laurier it back through Mackinnon the Groat Road Rollercoaster and back through my renewed romance with my lady Victoria.

A good plan right?

I made it to Hawerlak and decided I wanted out. The legs were giving me one hundred percent nothing. So I went up the lamest multi use in the area and climbed out next to End of the World and made Six Shooter my destination. 'At least a little bit of singletrack will make this somewhat decent' I thought to myself.

I entered Six Shooter and the small iced up areas had me throw the towel in quickly. It was all rideable but I was having none of that today. I exited and rode back with my tail tucked.

In the end. lame as hell but still better than couch time.

thumbs down to super hella fun singletrack

An Easter Quickie

A very quick visit to my favourite little ravine in the world. With Easter festivities around the corner I had very little time to enjoy the full magnificence of  the river valley. Mill Creek was my home today although I did dip my feet in the sanctimous Holy that is Old Timers.

The snow again. Quite great.

Although in the exposed areas the sun did do it's thing leaving rutted frozen mud from halfwits that rode and walked the muddy trails in the warm weather. Please don't do that.

A short ride, so short write up.

Long live mountain biking.

some of the exposed melt that we will have to deal with for a long time, pleasse stay off when warm

this right here... don't get me started

Ceaseless Winter

Will start with a disclaimer. Grammatical errors will exist on here so please don't get upset. 

Apparently the last beer review had some terrible errors. Yes the last beer review was a doozy but I’m only one person. My Mac computer where most is written has a fun feature called ‘autocorrect’ which changes words in ways to make me look like an idiot. It’s odd cause it is supposed to help but actually does the opposite as most of you have found out with your phones.

Also, something else you don’t know about Lonebiker. Yes this may come as a shock to most but there are no interns, no executives, no editors, and worse of all. No beer pour girls! Gasp! I’ll give you guys a few minutes for that to sink in...

Hence when errors are made, they most likely get missed.I try to scan a post before it goes out but when your the one who writes it, it is hard to find issues. Hence this is why magazines have editors.. To make everyone happy I’ll keep today’s ride write up short.

Wait, fuck that. Today was incredible. 

It was almost a ride that didn't happen. Checking the temperatures last night and seeing it dip down to what would feel like minus thirty I had lost hope on riding today. "It's almost April, I want to ride real bikes" I said to my wife looking sheepishly down at the ground in a pathetic attempt to get sympathy. 

Mrs Lonebiker wants none of that. What was I thinking?

From MillCreek pool to the southside incredi-trails aka Caddyshack and Andre's, every literal inch of snow was amazing. It was like riding in another dimension. I felt like my mind was in an altered state. If Winter never went away and stayed like it is right now I would have no issue with the change and would sell the Summer bikes. 

The trails combined with prodigious views of the valley made me feel lucky to be alive. Even the snow had a different scrunch sound underneath my ridiculous clown bike tires. It was a more meaty sound. Could it be that Winter knows it had a great run but it's on it's last legs? Or was the bike sending out some loud roars trying to strike fear in the fresh snow knowing this will be sadly coming to an end soon.

Easily one of the best of the year. The return took me back on the lower multi use after finishing Andre's at the Capilano bridge. 

Get out there kids. It's amaze right now and won't last for long. 

Beer Friday. Lost Coast Brewery, Sharkinator White IPA

Greetings on another Beer Friday.
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Should I just tank this segment already? I mean sheeeeit...

An executive laced heavily with axe body spray just leaned over my shoulder and whispered in to my ear 'don't even fucking think about it, needle dick!' Whoa... That was a bit harsh. Hey executives. I run shit on here! And Axe body spray? Really? Are you guys wanting to be seventeen year old douchebags and not the sixty five year old ones you really are? You bunch of corvette, porsche  driving well over the hill driving useless tea-baggers...

Sorry about that, the ratings or hits have been down on the site as of late and I'm a little bit stressed. I like blaming the executives but they do nothing wrong. Is it the content? Should I start adding scantly clad women almost bearing all like that chive site does and can't get over why they get so many hits? I can stand there and act dumbfounded as to why so many guys are clicking on lonebiker when behind me is some poor girl not loved by her father enough wiggling her ass in front of the camera. I can write something as to how much I appreciate all the followers unbeknownst to me they are just there to look at the scantly clad women.  

Ugh... People are so dumb.

Wow, I'm coming off extra grumpy on this one. Not sure why. This is pre-written on my first day off as I am going to nights next rotation and although the thought of doing a beer review first thing in the morning is awesome. My children might start getting worried.

Lost Coast Brewery located in or around Eureka California which is in northern California, from what I hear is a lot less douche bag orientated and the riding is supposed to be incredible. This beer is on the theme of the greatest movie in the world combined with one of the scariest living things in the world.

Guys... Imagine a terminator shark! Jeebus I just peed a little.

It poured a dirty golden colour. A murky fluid sprang out of the bottle and we were all a bit over the top satisfied. The white head stayed for a bit and rescinded leaving light lacing on the side of the glass. The first sip threw a large smattering of apples. Odd cause apples in drinks are not good but it worked for this one. The IPA sting wasn't there in any way which made me wonder. Is this a true IPA? Upon further sips it gave a more breadline earthy tone. It was pleasant. Some citrus came into the palate as well.

Very good.

This beer gets 4 suds out of 5.

The Long Way

You gotta love RMB for the incredible videos they put out. This guy truly gets it in every sense of passion that is riding. Alone in a van riding all over North America. 

Damn...

Days Off Photo Dump

Happy Wednesday

No more riding for a while. Sorry kids. A hospital visit was warranted today after some pains got quite worse in the chest region after a hard crash ironically in the same spot on a trail that I bitched about them dumbing down earlier this year. With a couple more days and then work starting up again expect some videos and maybe a photo dump or possibly two in the next week or two. maybe three..

The Call of the Shit Bike Commences

 After a rather wet and dumpy snow fall I took a day off to rest a tattered old body after a crash on EMP Blast on Saturday that did more damage than I thought.

Today I went out with low expectations. Much like my wife had on our honeymoon.

See what I did there?

Boom.... Still got it.

Wait a minute... Even I'm an asshole to me!

Well... anyways. A low expectation ride (*looks around the room for anyone with a smart ass comment.) was had from Capilano Park to a texted destination ride. Something I started where I ask someone to point out a spot in the river valley and from where I started I go to that area. All within reason of course. If the ride today started in Terwillegar I would have not made the trip and got another destination. Cause an end to end ride on the fatbike does not sound like a lot of fun. Well.. Now that I think of it, that would be a fun day.

So brethren member Jason came up with the Sunridge ski area lower trail. Boom. A destination very attainable from Capilano.

From the parking lot I entered MoonRaker and I knew exactly what I expected it to be and it was. Very loose wet snow which threw me around a bit. The trail conditions right now are exactly what fat bikes were made for. The loose sloppy snow was ridden. The only downside was the effort level was naturally quite high. Something I didn't want any part with.

So a few sections of GoldDigger were ridden but I soon bailed. It was all rideable so if you are up for it giver. That was not me today. Or the other person's tracks that I followed and saw him turn around midway through the first section. That sadly helped in my decision to bail.

So paved trails on a fatbike was the majority of the day. There was no reason I could not be riding the shit bike today which is why it is being prepped for a ride on the next outing. I made it to the Sunridge ski area after crossing the Yellowhead highway river bridge but bailed on the idea of riding as it looked like it would be crap.

So paved trails took me back. Time to get the shit bike ready..

the sad pussification of society continues

lots of loose wet snow, fun for another day

Snow Day Fascination

Another roll before everything starts melting and turns to complete garbage. Today fresh wet snow was falling adding to the nostalgic awesome that is the river valley. I mean... Could it get any better down there? Right from day one when I had my steel hard tailed Rocky Mountain Altitude I was obsessed with the valley.

Today was a bit of a continuation from yesterdays trip. Not before a hard wipe out on EMP blast. You know.. Someone should really make that trail safer. Bah ha ha ha! I kill me.

Yesterday I had wanted to head up in deep east Laurier and climb out and ride Mackinnon but my legs said no. Today, from Kinseman to Hawerlak I crossed and rode that bitch. The legs screamed from yesterday but I pressed on. The Mackinnon singletrack was ridden and that is where the ride high hit. Everything was cleared which added to the high.

Guys.. Have I ever mentioned how riding singletrack is akin to smoking crack or shooting heroin?

Don't look at me like that. Cause it is, and you know it.

Fuckin ridin bikes. It's the best.

I rode up well, pushed my bike up the museum hill not cause of the legs but cause of mud on an exposed part of the river valley. We are going to get lots of that now so please do the right thing and not ride the muddy trails. Especially on a fat bike. That's just dumb you fools!

The Groat Road Rollercoaster or whatever it is called now was ridden in reverse for the first time in my life. With that new addition it was quiet awesome and that will not be the last time it is ridden that direction.

Naturally a visit to my old flame Victoria happened and I was again in awe. It is amazing how you can drop into areas of the river valley and find yourself in a Narnia like state. It's hard to explain if you have never been there. I think it's time to rekindle an old romance with Victoria's Secret. She was simply amazing today.

this is why monday-friday morning/ afternoon rides are so much better