I met Nhatt two years ago when she picked New York cCty as a place to run away too for a few months when London got a little to hard to deal with. It was great to go and visit her a few months ago in London and work for a few weeks on the road there for Destination Couriers.

Anyway, a few weeks ago I got an email from BBC4 radio who got my contact info from Nhatt and now I’m in a radio programs.

If you have half an hour to kill its worth a listen there is some sweet music and sound effects to go along with the interviews. Actually the music is a bit depressing.

Here is the link.

check out raphael…

and last alleycat before MTX.

New directions

Here’s a still from the latest shooting. We’ve decided that the market for fixed gear films is over-saturated. So instead of making a film about the best urban riders, we’re making something about the best apples. The best part is that we don’t even have to change the name.

Just when i got used to writing 08 on my tickets i have to start writing 09.

The new year has brought me more then just this minor inconvenience though. I moved in to a new spot in Greenpoint. A genius move on my part in this economic climate seeing as it is more expensive then my old place by a bit. I also became the second full time courier for Trackstar Couriers. Here are the last few weeks in pictures.

two C-stands + four arms + six clamps = one unreasonable fucking truck job.

bennys bag + my bag + my cetma rack + the cargo bike = another unreasonable truck job.

the cupcake express

It’s been pretty wintery here in NYC. Last night wasn’t too bad, and stayed above 20. Yatika, Crihs and I headed out to Red Hook to support artist, friend and fellow rider JT. His opening was at The WORK Gallery.

After taking in the art, it was time to get in some off season efforts.

Crihs led the way with some cross training, and broke down wood pallets for the bonfire.


I did some pallet work too, but wanted something more sports specific. So I organized sprints around the block.

We ran a few heats. I won the large heat, but lost to Andrew. I told him he only won because I didn’t want to hurt him. I think that may have been the whiskey talking. Regardless, congratulations to Andrew. He’s a promising sprinter.

A special shout out to the cop who rolled by and didn’t stop to break up the scene.