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Issue #018, Trails & Travel, Video -

Vai Gringo – Incredible Riding in Rio de Janeiro

Christ the Redeemer is thirty-eight metres tall and weighs 1,145 tons – this is Cristo Redentor in Rio, seen from air, from the city, and on our television screens. However, few know of the amazing riding that can be found under the shadow of the iconic Christian statue.

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Black Toys for Bad Boys & Rad Women

As mountain bikers we understand that nothing says cool, sexy, and downright exclusive more than something made out of titanium in deep, glossy black. We bring you a collection of stealthy products that are so damn hot, they redefine desirability.

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Issue #018, Review -

The Lab: MAXXIS Shorty 3C Maxx Terra Long Term Review

The single-ply 3C Maxx Terra is the lightweight trail version of the popular DH mid-spike design. Weighing in at 865g, it’s targeted at the trail rider. UK Editor Trev found that the simple open tread pattern is awesome at shedding mud and has a tenacious bite into loamy or muddy trails.

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BEERduro – Riding in the Promised Land of Breweries

Riding bikes and drinking beers go hand in hand – they’re simply made for each other. Is there anything more satisfying than opening up a chilled beer after a day in the saddle? This was exactly the plan we had in mind when we set up a date in Forcheim with the guys from YT Industries, who just happen to live and work in the region with the world’s highest density of breweries. Although, in retrospect, perhaps our plan was always destined to take a screwball turn…

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Changing Lanes – A Journey to the Dark Side

After being dragged awake by the 5:00 AM alarm my brain was slowly starting to function again. The triple-strength coffee had flooded my bloodstream with caffeine, and blinking, I started to take in my surroundings. I was standing on the front line of a mass of riders; I could feel the nerves rippling from the 2000 bikers behind me and the atmosphere was electric. No, this wasn’t the Megavalanche, because I was dressed in what looked like my underwear and had jazzy disco slippers on my feet; my legs were silky smooth, and my helmet visor had gone. What the hell had happened? I had fallen to the dark side, I had gone full roadie?

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