Bradley Wiggins ~ A Year In Yellow (Full program)

Campagnola EPS v Mech..

Paul Desmond- “When Joanna Loved Me”


Wanna be the cool cats?


The Snowy Mountains, in the south-east corner of Australia, are as remote as they are stunningly rugged. The ‘Snowys’, as they are affectionately known, occupy a special place in Aussie folklore, largely for the depiction of one of their native-born sons in one of Australia’s most famous poems.

‘The Man from Snowy River’ is rich with tales of daring mountain horsemanship and a sure-footed steed was once considered the only mode of transport through such steep mountain ranges. From 1895, however, the pneumatic-tyred ‘safety’ bicycle provided an alternative way of viewing the spectacular beauty of the region. The arrival of the bike ignited a burgeoning tourist market in the region and adventure seekers from all over Australia soon came out to play.

The chance of snow on day one was high and, sure enough, the heavens opened not long into our journey. The prospect of squelching powder under rubber so early in the ride meant we knew this was going to be a challenge like no other and the energy and anticipation among the group was palpable. With snow chains secured to our support vehicles, the riders fixed 25mm tyres to their bikes and pedalled up Dead Horse Gap. With only the high beams of the car headlights illuminating their path through the fresh snow, it was an exhilarating ride but finally the emotion, adrenalin and excitement were replaced by a severe chill. Cycling shoes were quickly swapped for Ugg boots and the warmth of the car heater and for the exhausted riders, a pub meal and a few beers proved a welcome way to finish the evening.

The plan on day two had been to descend from the Thredbo ski resort to Jindabyne and then climb up to our playground for the day, Mount Kosciuszko, at 7,310ft the highest point in Australia. If beautiful blue skies and the surrounding mountains provided a picture-postcard setting, however, black ice proved a sleeping menace – within seconds of setting off, one of the riders hit the deck. The overwhelming decision by the bunch to wait until the early-morning ice had melted was a no-brainer. Back to Jindabyne for coffee and cake proved a winning idea and by mid-morning, the snow-lined roads were dry and the winding roads of Mt Kosciuszko were practically traffic-free. Only the occasional snow-clearing truck broke the tranquility of nature at its finest.

We climbed once again on day three, this time westward out of Thredbo on the Great Alpine Road. It had taken a seven-hour drive from Melbourne to reach the Snowys and every minute of riding totally surpassed our expectations. In the spirit of the Rapha Continental, we were exploring roads utterly different to our regular routes but there is no getting away from the fact that this is where many Australian pro cycling teams set up camp during the warmer months. And with very little traffic, some serious climbing and an abundance of idyllic accommodation, I can’t help thinking that the Snowys could be the next location for wannabe pros, too.

* one of the riders is part of the extended bunch I ride with. I keep forgetting to ask how HARD this was.

For any fans of of classic street photography you must check out this documentary on Henri Cartier-Bresson that is on youtube. It was shot in 2001 when Henri was 92. Enjoy!

Winning | FIAT 500 Abarth

Revealing the Most Interesting Man in the World (Dos Equis Compilation)

Caine’s Arcade

A 9 year old boy - who built an elaborate cardboard arcade inside his dad’s used auto part store - is about to have the best day of his life.

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Directed by Nirvan

A Throw of the Dice

A film by Nick Livesey with Ridley Scott Associates for Rapha.

"Historically, ‘The Hell of the North’ was not referring to the sheer pain and torment the cyclists of the Paris-Roubaix must endure to complete the 275km race. It was a newspaper caption describing the landscape when the race was resumed after WW1 - charred forests, open sewers - a completely decimated and blackened horizon.

Run your fingers through the topsoil in that region of Northern France and you are likely to find shrapnel and splintered bones. The race has been shaped by history, and as I discovered so too was Johan Museeuw’s brush with fate in the Forest of Arenberg.

The only way to define Museeuw’s true ‘North’ was to meet him in the ancient forest. From there the trajectory of the back story was formed, and thus began the filming process.”
—Nick Livesey

Paris-Roubaix aka HELL of the NORTH in T - 48 hours!

Five Rapha riders set out to ride the Paris-Roubaix parcours in early March 2011 as preparation for the inaugural Paris-Roubaix Sportive to be held one day before the pro event.

Director: Ben Ingham
Editor: Owynne Dawkins
Music and Sound Design: Andy Carroll / Soundfly
Logistics: Joe Hall
Joe Hall, Kieran Young, James Fairbank
Grading: Edwin Ingram
Ben Boonen Brown, Ultan Cancellara Coyle, James Knaven Fairbank, Phil van Petegem Deeker, Graeme Tafi Raeburn
Peter Drinkell, Michael Kelly, Ben Ingham
Reading: Jerzy Gromnicki
Special thanks: Laurent Boquillet of ASO

Tour of Flanders 2012, Riis is briefed on Muur and Bosberg

In this pardoy of the Saxo Bank team meeting before Tour of Flanders 2012, Riis is briefed on Muur and Bosberg and freaks out.

Thirty Century Man from Antony Crook on Vimeo.

Thirty Century Man

Shot in Tromso, Norway.
Music by Mogwai
Styling by Glenn Kitson
Art Director Andy Bird
Edited by Keith Mottram

Photographed and Directed Antony Crook.

Watch | Agent Provocateur “The Muse” Spring/Summer 2012