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BEHIND THE SHOT: THE FEST FLINTSTONE
It had been a long day on the mountain. Most of the riders had landed their last runs and were weaving back to their trucks, eager for post-ride beers and barbecue. “That was when Sam Reynolds came over,” remembers photographer Lisa Paarvio. “He asked me, ‘Are you going to shoot? I’m going to do some more runs.’”
THE ROUTIST: OMTM’S RON LEWIS
Most people who move to a new area make friends slow and steady. There’ll be a little coffee that turns into crullers and coffee, WhatsApps, a work lunch, and finally, the home dinner invite - the highest step on modern society's ladder and a clear sign of congenial acceptance. And then there's OMTM's Ron Lewis.
TRAVELS WITH SAM AND PANCHO
Sam doesn’t race anymore. “I ended up having some back issues and a couple of surgeries,” he explains, as we work our way through breakfast in the Bavarian-themed town of Kimberley, BC. The diner’s half-open blinds split the sun’s rays, spilling light across heaped plates while we plan out the ride ahead, and talk Sam’s new, post-race career as a bike-adventurist.
KIT FOR A SUMMER MTB WEEKEND
We used to get the packing fear. Mention a trip away, and we'd freeze up at the thought of the inevitable hunt for various pieces of kit, carelessly flung in all directions upon our return home from wherever our last ride had taken us (it was guaranteed to be muddy, too).