Scenes from the Mini-Secret Rickreall Closed

All photos by Cory the Kid.

Rickreall Open 2012

It's on. July 13-15, 2012. An old school Open with bikes, BB guns, bocce, points and prizes. 100 points to anyone that rides their bike down so start training now. More details to come.

A Volcanic Deathmarch

I've been threatening this for years, now it's on. September 16-18 we head for Mt. St. Helens to ride the Ape Canyon/Plains of Abraham/Windy Ridge loop and enjoy a midnight mystery hike through the Ape Caves.

Journey Down the North Umpqua

photo by Gabrial Amadeus, see more here.

Another fun weekend on the Umpqua. Big thanks to Scoutmaster Milkshake for the motivation, Dan for the van and keg and Mace, Maitland, Gabe and even Dabby for maintaining positive, winning attitudes.

Conspirasteve Down Under!

Conspirasteve was kind enough to let me do a little light editing of his latest screed, here's a sneak preview:


I would like to offer congratulations to our brilliant, yet humble and possibly drunk readership. Because once more, left clicking onto our verbose and bravado filled blog has filled yours truly with joy and left our enemies dismayed. But enough I say. Enough! It is time to dispense with our much maligned soliloquy for the serious business of science!

While I, Conspirasteve, have been preoccupied with other endeavours, including, but not limited to: Extreme pogo sticking, heckling body surfers and yelling at concrete. A little known "clique" in the Conspirasteve Nation have been "tirelessly" investigating the above title. I have been informed that these experiments were conducted in a controlled environment, possibly a clean room, most likely a hotel room and a bathroom. Rumors of single malt scotch impeding the progress is being investigated. None the less! Our internal auditing is of no consequence to you, our patient yet highly stylistic readership. The time for truth or consequence is upon us!

While stationed in our previous headquarters in the Northern hemisphere (herein referred to as PHQ), there was some debate amongst various factions of the Conspirasteve Nation regarding which direction the toilet bowl would "swirl". Now that we are ensconced in the new and marginally improved HQ, located in the Southern hemisphere (herein known as the HQ.New Style), we are ready to put it to the test.

While the author of this esteemed blog has at times taken some extreme positions on various issues TRUTH will not be, and shall not be a position in which we shall "opine". There are some absolutes in this world, my insouciant yet heavily burdened readers! These are "body surfing bad, tacos good" type scenarios which are immutable. With these positions in mind, and without further ado, we at last present the findings of of the Conpirasteve Nation's "Mystery of the Toilet Bowl Revealed" findings:

Yes indeed, the toilet bowl swirls in the clockwise rotation here in the HQ New Style as apposed to the PHQ's standard counterclockwise swirl!!!

With these findings, we here at Conpirasteve Nation, deeply buried within the in the Bunker of Truth(tm), do heap congratulations upon EZ E's mom for correctly predicting the outcome of our month long experiment! To borrow from the local patwa: Good on ya mate.

Up next! : In-laws and out-laws, a case study in duality

Death March Down Under : The Final Walkabout

Last night much of Team Wreck was on hand to say goodbye to Beefa as he heads off to the southern hemisphere. A plan was hatched to follow him there in the summer of 2012 for the ultimate Deathmarch. So start saving your pennies, it's an expensive ticket but I guarantee it'll be worth it.

Also, follow Beefa's exploits on his new blog, Conspirasteve Down Under.

Tree Work

Cory and Wade came down to the farm to help us take out a couple of rotten oaks that were threatening to fall on the old barn.







I like the bounce in the last one.


Good job Wade, you're a pro.



I didn't realize it at the time but now I see they're negotiating the price. I like the body language in this one.

Trail Building Party

March 26-27 at Boat Farm. If it's dry there may be some backhoe action, if not we'll build in the woods. Bring shovels, rakes, BBQ food, beer and a sleeping bag. And a towel if you want to hot tub.

two posts in one day

Men in belted sweaters, my prediction for fucked up fashion of 2011.


I'd vote for him.

Glenna Evans as hot for teacher.

Rev. Phil rocking my boat on Lake Piticaca.

Lt. Uhuru

Anthony Perkins playing bike polo.

I have a blog.

The only good use for a squirrel, carrying Chewbacca into battle against evil nazis.


Ha ha, Washington.


Tear down the freeways.



Glenna Evans.

Boston Jeff and Dave Canale announce a joint birthday party.

Boston asked me to post this. Knowing those two, it should be an epic.

Sunday November 28th, 2pm-? Check back for the address, Boston said he would email it.

B

Westside!

WestSide Invite 11! Er, I mean West Coast Unvitational 1! Whatever, any reason to go to Canada, and this time I'm bringing my own booze, it's crazy expensive up there!

Salem Alleycat!

NOISE Ride 2010

Noise Ride - Saturday, October 16th, 12 noon at the Fresh Pot on N. Mississippi.

I still don't know what NOISE stands for...National Onespeed Invitational Singlespeed Event?
I do know that it's always a fun day of riding and debauchery.

The Oakridge Shred

Elements of Team Wreck and Team Cthulhu journeyed to Oakridge last weekend. We rode Alpine, the lower 18 miles of the Middle Fork of the Willamette trail and Larrisson Rock.

Great trails and great times. Big ups to Beefa for the White River Chile Stew, Boston for the storytelling, Brandon for the shuttling, Spencer for the youthful enthusiasm,JBone for his magical bin and Milkshake for pulling it all together.

We had to climb over a landslide to get to the top of the Alpine Trail. It was worth it.

Milkshake and Spencer may look disaffected here but actually we all got along quite well.

The view from the top of Larrison Rock.

Boston catching some air.

We took a wrong turn and ran into this weird shrine way up a fire road.

Survey marker at the top of Larrison Rock.

For more and better photos check Milkshake's blog, Velograph.net

where he asks the question "What do vodka and four loko taste like together?"

Guest Post : Conspirasteve!

The Enemies List

Greetings and salutations to all dear readers of Dawhite's stellar yet underutilized blog spot. It has been more than a few months since I have bestowed the humble, yet exciting, mostly convoluted, trappings of the Conspirasteve inner sanctum of round table discussion forums upon Dawhite's staid yet brave readership. However, dear readers, after must discussion, ballyhoo and bravado from various members of said round table, I have declared ENOUGH! Yes of course names were named, fingers were pointed, drunkenness and fights ensued. However! We have come to the point of action! The here, the now, so on and so forth. While there was a multitude of venal and vicious villains which we could vilify on this list, it became apparent that this list would be a list of One. One you ask? With all the worthwhile vermin worthy of scorn? Indeed, dear readers of Dawhites esteemed blog, One.
While there were a multitude of villainous candidates deserving honorable mention, such as: Milkshake's mustache, Sean Hannity, rigid mountain bike forks, body surfing and Dabby , to name a few who had the dubious distinction of being discussed in our round table forum. Their's was but a veneer of viciousness on the Conspirasteve nation body politic. Never truly rising to the level of "Numero Uno" so to speak.

So without further ado:
1: This creature goes by many names, The Mt St Helens Gorilla, Devil Monkey, Skukum , Sasquatch, Big Foot, and my favorite OH-MAN.( no shit, that's actually a name).
Growing up in the Pacific N.W. I have heard plenty of tales surrounding this mythical monster over the years, mostly full of shit, but exciting all the same. My favorite coming from my Dad's one armed friend who purported to have lost his arm when he and his friends were attacked by a roving gang of Big Foots ( or would that be Big Feet?) but I digress....Ok where was I?.. oh yeah..in the Mt St Helens National Forest. He apparently escaped in the back of my Dad's pickup. Unfortunately for him one of the Sasquatches grabbed a hold of his arm while my Dad floored it and ripped his arm off...good times.

NO dear reader this story is a far cry from the reason OH-MAN is the king of all enemies..I know what you're asking yourself..."why why why" ?...The reason for the election of the Devil Monkey is placed squarely in hands of this blogs author, none other than Dawhite himself. I'll get to the point. I had the pleasure of camping with Dawhite and ten other virtuous souls on a Death March at the American Ridge Lodge on or around January of 2008. From the cabin we had a view of an ancient ski slope roughly 1/4 mile long, 100 feet wide at which seem to be of a 45 degree angle. A good portion of the group were casing the slope to decide at which angle we should try to commit suicide that night by whisky and sled. When a bi-pedal humanoid creature roughly 9 feet tall crossed the top of the slope.. Of course this being a Death March I quickly numbed my fear by doing shots and making fun of Rev Phil. All was well until Dawhite recounted the story to me this past weekend by campfire mere moments before I retired for the evening.
From that moment on, until the daybreak, every whistling of the leaves or steps of a small forest creature sent Conspirasteve Nation straight to defcon 5! It was just a matter of moments before the Devil Monkey would be pulling my spine out and using it as a tooth pick. And for disturbing my slumber, YOU Sasquatch have the dubious distinction of being #1 on Conpirasteve nations Enemies List. Congrats.

RETURN OF THE GUEST POST

RETURN OF THE GUEST POST, as written by reverend phil

The road is a pretty interesting place. It's where messages are delivered in person, where the action is, where danger lurks round the corner. When that danger comes a knocking you might be lucky enough to come away unharmed, and if you are even more lucky others will not be harmed by you.

I take this as a sign that humanity is still holding on. That people can be marginally responsible for their actions and carry on their days. Even though we might not be able to forget the crazy person in the elevator that was having a conniption fit, we should actually be thankful for the person with whom we had a poor interaction with and still managed to let bygones be bygones.




stolen with gratitude from zoobomb.net

Oakridge Shred

Milkshake has announced an end of the summer trip to Oakridge. Good call.

More info on the facebooks.

Boat Farm Blog

Blog spin off!

www.boatfarmers.com

News from Boat Farm

We harvested some lovely garlic. Just enough for personal use but we plan to expand next year.

Move this pile over there!

Look for our Chiogga and Bulls Blood beets at Wild Pear in Salem.

La Capitale is also featuring our wild cherries with their cheese plate.

We finally started phase 1A of Project Chicken Coop : fix the leaky roof.

AAhhh! Sunlight on the garlic and quiver!

We raised the sails on Grace O'Malley for the first time.

A good excuse to break out the stainless steel martini glasses.


Co-captains, steady at the helm.

Jaden flying the Teamwreck colors at 8th grade graduation.