Durolux World Tour 5

Published on May 18, 2016,



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Took a bit of a hiatus there folks.  Was a little pre-occupied hopping from country to country navigating transport stations of every variety.  Actually though, planes, trains, automobiles, and even a boat… needless to say there wasn’t much time to sit down at the computer.  I did however get a rude introduction to operating on less than 3 hours sleep for 3 consecutive nights.  Conclusion… sleeping less is not the answer to getting more out of life. Quality not Quantity.  I’ll dive into the series of events that lead to those sleepless nights in a later post.  For the time being, let’s get you caught up.


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I left you guys in the middle of France with, “I’ll let you know when we get there”.  Well “there” just so happens to be, the middle of nowhere.  An hour drive from the southern French village of Dignes Les Bains lays the next stop on this Durolux World Tour.  Tucked in lush surroundings of green sit static shelves of motionless black.  France’s dark answer to Utah.  Now in my yesteryears this situation in the post would have served as a launch point for a massive run-on analogy that’s a characteristic of earlier excited works.  It would have been outrageous, completely void of any punctuation, running no less than half a page, and collimating with a strong finish of useless information.  It’s good to see I’ve grown out of that phase in my life ;)  Rambles aside, I’ll let the below build the your impression of our location… a thousand words at a time.


This place is Wild! Rolling contours, the contrast of lush and bleak… it’s one of kind.  Naturally something like this doesn’t remain a secret.  It’s a well known spot to most french riders and when our team rolled up on site, the fellas from ION clothing were unloading there gear… chalk it up to great minds.  A quick round of high-fives and we were off.  The morning was spent working the natural landscape for the lens of Hoshi and his WHYEX Crew, while the afternoon lingered on the sweaty end of a goon spoon shaping a line from ridge to shaded gulley.  When it all came together it was pretty amazing.  Think of a mini Rampage run, but all fun and no fear.  The younger contingent couldn’t get enough of it, and when you’re surrounded by that the kind of energy it’s pretty easy to get wrapped up.  For the second time on this trip the enthusiasm of the rookies has me feeling like a kid again.  Loving it!  Day one on “Black Mountain” was a hoot!  We found some amazing natural features to work with.  Round two coming your way soon.