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Welcome to the official website for Bikeworks Albuquerque!

Here you will find all sorts of useful and entertaining info about our shop.

Basic info on hours and location can be found to the left.  Some info about who we are and what we do is linked to the right.  Scroll down and you will see our hopefully informative and entertaining blog posts, where we talk about hot new stuff in the store, races and rides we've recently done, and whatever else happens to bubble to the top of our distracted minds.

Here are a few photos of our shop, to help give you an idea of what we are all about.  Our shop is small, the pictures show the whole sales floor and repair area, all that you can't see is the bathroom and some backroom storage.






All photos courtesy of the talented Kip Malone.  www.kipmalone.com

Thanks for stopping by!

Race Review: New Mexico Enduro Cup Glorieta Camps Enduro (Bro)

I have been beating the "do you even Enduro, Bro?" joke like a dead horse.  It is probably a year past due to give it up (Bro).  It has nothing to do with a dislike for the cycling discipline of Enduro racing, but mostly having a laugh at the stupidity of the cycling industry in which I make my living.

Two years ago at the Interbike Bicycle Tradeshow Extravaganza in the lovely cycling village of Las Vegas Nevada, absolutely everything new was labeled as "Enduro".  It didn't matter what the component was, headset spacers, cable housing, chain lube, if it was a new product it had been optimized for Enduro. It was stupid, and it deserved to be mocked.

But last weekend (or the weekend before last, whatever) I went and participated in my first Enduro race.  And it was awesome.  I had a fantastic day of riding bikes, racing bikes, and hanging out with friends. I met cool new people, rode cool new trails, rode up mountains until my lungs were screaming, and raced back down until my eyes were watering and my hands were cramping.  It was the biz.

Sadly though, I don't feel like I can make fun of Enduro, Bro, with quite the same satisfaction as I had before.  Which is probably a good thing, as I was the only person still laughing.

Anyway, on to the sick sick action shots of me racing that you all come here for....

You didn't even know it was possible to get that far off the ground on a bicycle, did you?

Actually, I feel bad making fun of these photos, because the lovely and talented Marlene Squillaci took them, and if it wasn't for her skills as a photographer I'd look even more the hack that I am.  (Marlene is the Mom of our teenager in residence at Bikeworks, young Taylor Squidlaunchy, by the way in case you were wondering.)

Several other Bikeworks-ers were racing too! Such as Young Wesleytons, the afore mentioned Young Taylor Squidlaunchy, and Young Mike-hasn'tbeenworkingwithuslongenoughformetocomeupwithanickname.

I asked for "game faces", so apparently that is what you see here.

Also in attendance was our favorite Restaurateur (and second favorite redhead) the Young Jay "Wulfpack" Wulf.
 
"Nobody calls me Wulfpack"

I mention Jay because a) He helped talk me into attending the race, b) I have a limited number of photos from the race, and c) One of the photos I have is Wulfpack sleeping off a hangover on his tailgate after the first stage.

Nice socks, Wulfpack 

Why was Wulfpack hungover you ask? Well, the night before was the Santa Fe Bike and Brew Festival, and there was brew, and a free concert by The Reverend Horton Heat.  And it was fun (and cold, and a little drunk).


Where was I? Oh right, the racing of Enduro.  Pre race looked like this...


Which is basically what post race looked like too, except everybody was sitting on the grass, and there were beer cans everywhere.

"Bikes is fun, beer is good." 

People were a little less smiley at the beginning of "Stage 1" however, because it was preceded by a 2 mile slog in the mud up a dirt road.  I personally did a lot of walking with my bike on my back, and I wasn't exactly in my happy place.

 The waiting line for Stage 1, as everybody tried desperately to get some rubber to peek through the mud on their tires.

But the suffering was soon forgotten as we were racing down the newly built "Chili Dog" trail, which was a blast.

Me, forgetting the suffering, being mediocre, and puckering.

While Stage 1 was 2 miles up and about 6 minutes down, Stage 2 was about 50 miles up and 15 minutes down. (It only felt like 50 miles, it was really more like 5 or 7 or something).  I really enjoyed Stage 2, it was less techy and more pedally and more my style (aka less scary).

Stage 3 was cancelled due to mud. I don't know anything about it, since I went into the race completely blind and uninformed. 

Then we repeated Stage 1 to finish out the day (which was way more fun with less mud and having done it once already).  And by then end, I don't think many people were sad about the missing stage, because it was a long day still and most people looked pretty worn out.  

How did I do, I hear you not asking?  Well, for perspective, our very own Young Mike-withoutanickname showed up as the freak of the race on a rigid Jeff Jones singlespeed with a fatbike front tire.

It was so "not Enduro" that people dropped their jaws and shit their pants as he rode by.

So with Mike on a rigid singlespeed and me on a brand new $7,000 Yeti, I managed to beat him by about 5 seconds.  Had we switched bikes, he would have beat me by an hour and a half.


What about that Yeti, you say? Well, it's the biz. 'Nuff said. 

And we both finished mid-pack or so.  And Young Wesleyton? Well he's a hoss uphill and downhill, and was in podium contention. We actually thought he was in 2nd in the 30+ Open category, then the final timing took forever, seemed to be a little screwey, and he ended up not on the podium.  But it's all good.

Wesleytons, pouting about the mud, but we can pretend it's him pouting about not being on the podium (which he totally didn't do).

And how did Young Squidlaunchy do? Well, he had some mechanicals, which seemed to be a result of his bike brand of choice (which we totally would never sell at Bikeworks), but we won't get into it because we're classy (but not classy enough to not mention it. Actually, I don't think anybody has every called me classy, so maybe I'm just full of it).

So, um, yeah, there's all the pics that I have. The race was awesome. I had so much fun I can't wholeheartedly mock Enduro anymore, and if you want to go check it out for yourself  look at the New Mexico Enduro Cup, which can be found below....


And that's all I've got. Boom! Microphone dropped! Proofread completed! Laptop closed! Blankets pulled up! Pillow snuggled! Sleepy time! 






Race (and Not Race) Review: 12 Hours of Mesa Verde

May has been interesting so far.  We had some racing plans, and then there was weather.

On May 9th we closed up shop so and headed up to Cortez CO to race the 12 Hours of Mesa Verde. This is a very popular race that takes place on the legendary Phil's World trail network. The race has historically sold out of it's approximately 1,000 spots in minutes. It's just that good.

This year the organizers opened registration up in two waves, and Danny managed to get a few of us signed up during the second wave. But, the only categories still open were Solo Singlespeed, and Duo Singlespeed.  Danny and I signed up Solo Singlespeed, Wesleytons and Chuckles made up a Duo Singlespeed team.

We did this race one other time, in 2011, which was the year of my Grover Campaign....
http://www.photoreflect.com/store/Orderpage.aspx?pi=304T00C6730000&po=0&pc=9

The weather forecast for this year was a little iffy, but not terrible. So we packed up and headed out. I brought the whole family; Wife, Kiddos, Parents, even my in-laws came out to see the show.

We set up camp under overcast skies.


Then we headed out to Packet Pickup.  Wesleytons figured it was a special event so he brought the fanny pack.


Packet pickup was a Kokopelli Bike and Board in Cortez, which is a very cool shop.  Particularly cool is their vintage mountain bike collection with all sorts of gems hanging on the walls. My favorite was this Crestone.


I have never seen or heard of a Crestone before, but this thing has giant rubber bands for suspension, it is awesome mountain bike ingenuity from the '90s.  Looks like the Museum of Mountain Bikes "MOMBAT" has one too...  http://www.mombat.org/MOMBAT/Bikes/1994_Crestone_Peak.html

I was woken up during the night from flashes of lightning and the sound of rain hammering the trailer. It was cold and wet outside, and I wasn't exactly excited about it.   Morning came early after a few too many pre-race beers (and/or scotch for some), and it was cold but dry as we prepared.  Then the rain started again just as we were lined up for the Le Mans start.

After a few miles of riding the rain turned to snow.  Then it kind of turned to hail, then a  kind of sleet, some sideways snow, then maybe a little rain again.  Basically it was just cold and wet.  About halfway through the lap the course started getting saturated, the mud was sticking and the trail was getting slippery.

I had a pretty good start, and had managed to avoid the slow bottleneck crowds that can happen on the first lap.  So I finished my first lap in about an hour and a half, and that allowed me to get off the trail before it became unrideable.  But I saw some pics later of riders walking their bikes because of the mud.

I came in from my lap cold and wet and muddy.


After about 30 minutes of trying to clean, change, and warm up my Dad knocked on the door to tell me the race had been postponed until 10:00.  Sounded good to me.  Now I could think about how to deal with my bike...


At 10:00 it was still raining and there was a meeting.  They decided to call off the race.  Fears of people's safety and the well being of the trails were valid.  Best to cut your losses and not destroy these highly valued trails.  It was time to drink beer.

We were planning on camping out for the weekend, so we just stuck around.  It was Oliver's 5th birthday soon, so we took the opportunity for a little birthday celebration with all his Grandparents.



On Sunday morning my Dad took my Mom and Kristi out for a ride and then we moved to a KOA a couple miles down the road for the night.  There were scattered showers the whole day, but nothing serious.  So finally at about 5pm my Dad and I headed out to do a ride in Phil's World again.  We just rode the race course, as it was still taped.  About halfway through a hail storm caught us.  It only rained/hailed for a little while, but it was enough to totally saturate the ground again.

I had just cleaned my bike up, and now it was even muddier than before.


Cold and wet for the second time in 2 days, I was not amused.

And that's about how the weekend went.  Monday morning we woke to clear skies and sunshine while we packed up and headed home. I had quite a pile of muddy stuff to deal with when we got in.


Not the way I had hoped the weekend would play out. But with all my wonderful family there for company we still had a fun time.

Check back soon for my next story about not racing Dawn til Dusk due to snow, and instead racing the Glorieta Enduro, and getting completely muddy!  Thanks for reading!

Race Review: 2015 12 Hours in the Wild West

Last weekend I was lucky enough to spend participating in yet another Zia Rides event, this time the 12 Hours in the Wild West.

By my maths, this is the 4th running of this event, and the 3rd time I have been there to play along. The inaugural event was in 2011, when I participated as part of a 4 man team with Alex, Paul, and Charlie.  In 2012 I went again and raced solo, casually, and I didn't win.  In 2013 I went solo again, bringing a fat bike and food poisoning.  We skipped 2014, I think because 2013 was so much "fun" we had to take a year off.  But this year I've been banging out the 12 Hour races, so I signed up once again and headed out.

There were some last minute changes this year, due to trail conditions it was decided that the course would be ran in reverse (clockwise) direction from all years prior.  This excited me a bit, since it would be different than before, and hopefully that would keep things interesting.

This year I brought my beautiful Wife and kids along, and we used our new-to-us pop up camper for the first time.


Here is Oliver (my 4 year old), Dr. Dave (the Doctor), and Scott (the dog) showing off the new trailer and our custom Bikeworks flag made from a XXXL jersey that we couldn't sell.  It was really fun having our own little camper setup, and definitely made it more enjoyable to hang out all day for the rest of the family while I was racing.

Speaking of kids, Zia Rides did an amazing job keeping the little ones occupied this year during the race.  During packet pickup Friday, they had a local story teller come in, a fire pit with s'mores provided, and they even showed an outdoor kids movie around the fire with a projector.  My kiddos were thrilled.

(Julian, my 7 year old, being totally stoked on campfire and s'mores)

Then there was a kids race during the middle of the day Saturday.  Unfortunately I missed the kids race, but both my boys participated.  The coolest thing was that all the kids who race were given belt buckle trophies, the same ones that the adults were competing for, during the awards ceremony.

(stoked kiddos) 

Belt Buckle!

I was really appreciative of all the effort put into keeping it fun for the family.  

Speaking of podiums, I managed to get 2nd place this year in the Solo Singlespeed category.  Having raced solo singlespeed 12 hours at El Paso in February, and in Silver City in March, I was starting to feel like I knew I was capable of, and actually set some goals for the first time this race.  I managed to keep my pit times down to what felt like a bare minimum, and I rode until I ran out of time.  That ended up meaning 8 laps (at 14 miles each) in about 11 1/2 hours.  

My personal race ended up being a pretty competitive battle with Rich Maines, where I led the race for the first 4 laps, then he passed me in the pits and I chased about 5 minutes behind for laps 5 and 6.  But I totally blew myself up trying to close down those minutes and fell apart on lap 6.  Fortunately my pit crew (my Mom, Dad, and Wife) were there to save me.  I came straggling in and sat down to rest for the first time during the race.  My Mom had just made a big pile of mac and cheese for the kiddos, and I ate what I presume to be all of it.  My Dad fed me some ibuprofen because my neck was killing me, and my Wife gave me a shoulder massage.  

Somehow I got back onto my feet, expecting a stomach ache and planning on just doing one more lap.  Luckily, a few miles in, the mac n cheese was settled nicely, the pain killers were doing there job, and I felt better than I had in hours.  Lap 7 cruised on by somehow, and I knew that I'd be able to crank out an 8th, hoping that would solidly put me into 2nd place.

Lap 8 was uneventful except that Swedish Diesel Daniel Appelo saw me rolling out for my lap and decided that I could use some company.  So he caught up to me and we rode together and talked the entire time.  I felt like we were taking it easy, and he had to wait for me repeatedly, but it ended up being one of my faster laps and the time went by very easily.  Thanks Daniel!

I didn't manage to get a very good podium pic of my own....

(Thats me on the podium, mostly blocked by the guy in the beanie) 

But 1st place finisher Rich Maines got a great pic, which he shared on the Instagrams.

(Julian was still so amped on his belt buckle that he made a second trip up to the podium to accompany me)

After the race we headed to the Valley of Fires state park with my parents, which is just past Carrizozo and only about 30 minutes from the race venue.  It's a really neat campground in the lava flow that I had only just cruised right through every year before.

Lava!

 Lava!!

Lava!!!! (and the sun came out for like 5 minutes!)

It's a very developed park, nice for RV's and trailers, but there are some very nice tent camping spots tucked away quietly at the back of the park away from the road noise.  There is a little 3/4 mile paved "hike" around in the lava flow with informative signage along the way.  It was perfect for the little ones, and the adults found it fun too.

We really lucked out on the nice weather for the race, because all day Sunday and Monday it was overcast, rainy, and howling winds.  So that made exploring the lava flow a little less fun, but it did give us a good excuse to hang out in our new trailer, drink booze, play cards, and generally be happy that we weren't in a tent at the moment.

(it's just a little trailer, but we're a pretty small family)

It was another awesome weekend of racing.  Thanks so much to Lindsay and Seth from Zia Rides for putting on another amazing event!  I can't wait for the next one.

  

News! We are ABQ's Exclusive Yeti Dealer

Anybody who has rolled through the shop these past couple weeks probably noticed that there is a whole lot of Turquoise on display lately.  And it's not because we are gearing up to move to Santa Fe.  We are officially the new exclusive dealer for Yeti in Albuquerque.

For reals! Check it out, we are even on the dealer locator....

http://www.yeticycles.com/#/dealers/dealer_search

(I find seeing our shop on these dealer locaters very satisfying for some reason.)

We have wanted to be a Yeti dealer for many years now, but it previously wasn't possible due to other arrangements they had with shops in town.  But an opportunity came up recently and jumped on it.


It turns out many of our dedicated customers are Yeti fans as well, because as word started spreading all the usual suspects came rolling in placing orders.  The SB5C has been the most sought after so far, closely followed by the ASR C and the completely sold out SB6 C.

We have a couple of SB5C frames on the wall at the moment, just waiting to get built.  And we will have demo bikes available in both medium and large in the very near future (like as soon as we get a minute to build them).


The ASRC is Yeti's 4" race machine.  We have built one so far, with XX1, the Rock Shox RS-1 fork, and some trail worthy carbon wheels.  With reasonable tires, plenty of sealant, and pedals it weighed just a hair over 23 lbs.  


The SB6 C is their big trail bike, "Enduro" if you will.  We haven't had a chance to get our hands on one yet, as Yeti has been completely sold out of these for a while now.  But we have one sold arriving this month, and we will get one or two of our own just as soon as we can.

They have a few other models too, but you can go check out the website for those, because I'm getting tired of typing now and it's time to watch some Archer on Netflix.

So stop on by and drool on our new toys with us!

Thanks for reading.