Deux North - Hunt 3
My whole life has been about stories. Bedtime stories turned to campfire stories, turned to morning after stories, turned to success stories. Dylan and I created Deux North to tell different kinds of stories. Ones about passion that becomes obsession and friendship that becomes love.
I love this project, these people and these stories, won’t you follow along?
Great weekend on the bike, soon it will be all veins and ice.
When I saw these two this morning I slowed down to stay behind. Her Dad was just barely holding her shoulder, enough to reassure her but not enough to impede her.
We pulled up at a light and I mentioned how well she was doing and said it would be no time before she was flying past me. The girl looked up proud, sizing me up, agreeing that, yes she would be beating me in no time.
Her Dad said she had only been riding for a week and asked if I remembered the freedom that being able to ride a bike brought you as a child.
"Remember it?" I laughed "I have been trying to top it for the last 25 years"
"Find anything?" he asked
"Not yet, not yet"
I should have never left, and I had my chance to stay.
This is what I am thinking as I am projectile vomitting on the side of a god forsaken road in New Jersey, tucked between what I think is a cement or brick plant and an office building. Being sick in New Jersey is bad, being sick in New Jersey in the middle of a bike ride, 25 miles from home in lycra is even worse. Over the next 1.5 hours I drag myself over the bridge, into a cab (where we pulled over twice for me to eject some more demons) and finally into my Lower East Side apartment. And it is there that I stayed for the next 20 hours.
Night fell, the sun rose and I woke up feeling better. My eyes were sore from bulging out, my throat raw but all in all I was OK. Later that night I did the only thing I could think of to make it better, I got onto my bike.
I was still weak and certainly not strong but riding last night that didn’t bother me at all, instead I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Because, however small a glimpse, sickness shows us what our bodies are like when they don’t work, when they are broken. The pain of being sick doesn’t bother me too much, it is thinking about what if I didn’t get better that gets me.
Our bodies and health are fleeting and they are a gift. I hear people everyday joke that “they can’t remember the last time they ran” “or their idea of a workout is lifting a cheeseburger” and you know what it’s not funny, i’s not a joke and I am so sorry for you.
You see there is dignity and grace in pushing your body. There are lessons in thinking you can be better and learning you can’t be the best. Everyday you do the same things over and over. You become hollow, a receptacle of repetition. You meditate, you pray, you fail, you hurt, you want to quit. Do all of that and eventually you are rewarded. It likely won’t be a trophy or a win that you get but instead, the breifest glimpses of greatness. Those times when your legs don’t feel like you are attached to them, you are flying, you are lightness, you are, can I say, beautiful.
It is these moments that I ride. It’s why I ran, and this is why I will never take my health for granted. You get one body, and one chance to make it worth it. You will never be a pro athlete, but if you take care of your body it will take care of you.
5AM alarms never get’s easier but you do get faster, you do get better.
Instagram Roundup, It’s been a lot of cycling.
Jayson broke his collarbone in this morning’s bike race. He has been working like a dog over the past months to get into great form and it’s a shame he has to sit out for a few weeks. Don’t worry Face, you will be dropping us again in no time.
If you ride a bike and wear clothes you have probably heard of the new H&M x Brick Lane Bikes collaboration (if you havent catch up here). As a man who likes clothes and loves bikes I was stoked when they reached out to me to have me help spread the word and give away some pieces from the line. All you have to do is tag an Instagram photo of you and your bikes with #HMBikeStyle by Friday and 5 dudes will win some new threads.
Now grab a camera, finds some tailwinds and show us your bike style.
Back in August Deux North took a group of riders to the Adirondacks to learn a bit about passion, pain and themselves. Directed by Aaron Vaquez whose talent and kindness is a blessing and inspiration.
If you are new around here, Deux North is brand I run with my little brother Dylan that’s telling a different kind of story. It is a story of unabashed childish freedom and thrill. This is about the past, happening now. Friendship, adventure, and experience are your characters in a story about city life told amongst nature, and the last one there is a rotten egg.
You can watch our other videos here, and buy socks or a t-shirt here.
Dylan and I pulled on our Daddy Long Socks and did some Sandy hunting yesterday.
HUNT2: THE FIRST TIME WE WERE COLD
Hunt 2 was the first time we were cold in a long time. The temperature dropped nearly 20 degrees on our 8 mile journey up to the summit of Whiteface Mountain in the Adirondacks. The air at the top of that mountain left us shivering the sweat off of ourselves, and scattered around a picnic table with peanut butter & Nutella sandwiches in hand, the Deux North Hunters took a moment to reflect on the last 24 hours of hunt 2: a hallway sized van, a demolition derby, bacon burgers, maple shakes, passion, pouring rain, a remote campsite, a smokey fire, and a round of stories. The day combined 50 miles and 7,000 feet of climbing over the sometimes nearly impassable dirt and gravel roads of the Adirondack Mountains. From atop the summit we could see some 40 miles out, but we didn’t stay long. Stuffing our jerseys with local maps, and tourism pamphlets, we bombed down the washboard memorial highway, smelling burning carbon the whole way down. At the bottom, there is still 35 miles to go, but everyone knew - we had found what we came to hunt.
Directed by Aaron Vaquez
Life isn’t all that different from cycling really. When the road tips up you have two choices: sit back and let it hurt you or attack it, and when you think about it, that’s not really much of a choice at all.
Yesterday Dylan and I emptied our legs, filled our lungs and cleared our heads. It’s in times of turmoil that I am most thankful for my bike and it’s ability to temper you. The physical unraveling of yourself can help you not to become unraveled emotionally.
Dylan and I released Deux North socks today, you can buy them here. The whole idea behind Deux North is to create amazing experiences on and off the bike and have talented people document those experiences. Part of making that possible is paying for some of the costs by selling product. So, if you are excited about seeing pretty photos and videos of skinny dudes with shaved legs riding around the Northeast, please feel free to pick up a pair of the Daddy Long Socks.
The style and charisma of the daddy long leg spider, pholcus phalangioides, meets the casual, sophisticated spirit of the turtle neck to create the best in inner footwear. This good foot look is made on the DeFeet Aireator with a tall enough 5” cuff.
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GPOYW: sometimes you have to go at it alone. Bike racing has taught me the benefit of taking chances and committing to your decisions.