Greetings loyal Team Seagal fans. Today, I, CockPuncher, am popping my perverbial blorging cherry to inform you all of the awesomeness that was InterBike 2009 in Fabulous Las Vegas, NV. I was priviledged to receive access to this event from this dood (armed with his secret "buyers weapon," a cold 3-pack of 24oz Tecate):
The weeks events unfolded thusly....I was whisked away by Southwest Airlines via Rapid Rewards (read: FREE) ticket, along with a couple books of FREE DRINK coupons. I made great use of these enjoying several Vodka and Monster's en route to Vegas. The above dood picked me up at the airport with a couple cold beers at the ready and the party was set to begin. But first, a mandatory stop at the In & Out Burger (not on Radcliff) for a tasty two-by-four.
Monday night was filled with revelry and anticipation of the Tuesday Dirt Demo at Bootleg Canyon. We arrived at said demo site at the bewitching hour of 9:30am. I was very "dehydrated" and ready for fun in the 95-degree sun. There is NO SHADE anywhere out there, so hydration was the order of the day. Shortly upon arrival, I ran into these jerks from Momentum:
By the end of the day Tuesday, I had ridden about six different offerings from various manufacturers. I must say, that our awesome sponsors, Kona, stole the show for me. The Hei-Hei 29'er was amazing. I also got to ride a Jamis 650B full suspension, which was a lot of fun. In addition, I went with Mr. Tecate above on a ro-ad ride upon a Felt bicycle equipped with the futuristic DI2 group. It works great, but I can't help but feel it's sort of a "It ain't broke, why fix it" scenario. And for the money it costs, if I were a roadie, I'd just as soon buy Ultegra and a mountain bike.
After an amazing day of hanging out and riding a bunch of cool new bikes, I was dropped off back at the glamorous Luxor Hotel and Casino, which I called home for three nights. I went straight up to my room and passed out from exhaustion and dehydration until about 7:00pm. At this time, I made my way down to the "MORE" buffet. Yes, it's called "MORE." And judging from the massive amount of fat-asses cramming their faces with heaping helpings of all things fried, I understand why. Snort, snort..."more, let's eat more." Nevertheless, I myself gorged upon the goodness of said buffet prior to making my way to the Mandalay Bay casino floor for a bit of gaming. While there, I actually ran into two of my cousins! They were in Vegas for a 40th birthday party. So, we toasted the guy and hung out at the bar for a while before I proceeded to lose too much money at the blackjack tables. 'Nuff said.
After another long night it was time for the show. There were two highlights for me:
Gary Fisher & Eddy Merckx:
Another not-quite-as-awesome-cause-he's-a-doper* celeb was seen as well. Yes, that is a Big Shark with a Tyler Hamilton.
Now, on to the bikes, gear, etc:
This is a mini-tool that mounts as a quick-release lever. You'll never leave it behind!!
This is the Jamis 650B that I test rode on Tuesday.
Retrotech at the Rolhoff booth:
Our Awesome Sponsor, Kona's, Booth:
Enough, already!! On to Cross Vegas on Wednesday night where I was escorted by the Big Shark Crew:
Met Kona's Barry Wicks:
Was assaulted by the Luna Chic's Male Strippers:
Saw another familiar face to the STL cross scene:
Met the Mafia Racing crew who were kind enough to supply us with copious amounts of cold, refreshing, delicious PBR:
Holy crap that was a great freaking time. If ever the opportunity arises again, I will be there fo' sho'.
More photos are HERE..