I’ll be on the road soon, and I wanted to check out a place in Maryland I’d heard about to ride downhill. Apparently some has been/never was photographer used to live out there and it’s “SO SICK” just like everyone says their local spot is. Didn’t believe it myself until I saw this solid two minutes thirty six seconds of shred your face off downhill destruction no survivors explosion of perfection:
Watch it the whole way through, and then try to pick a favorite part. That’s right, you can’t. They’re all good. No, scratch that, they’re all perfect. The fifteen second sky sequence to start things off? The silent, pensive walk up the hill at :46? Hammering towards the camera at :54? The out of his mind drift at :59? The sick double at 1:44?
It’s like this video is the blueprint for MTB media. It’s the Rosetta stone. Some say perfection is unattainable, and we should settle for goals less lofty, but behold, perfection is here. What “Iron Horse in SoCal” was for the mountain bike world in 2004, that’s what Todd has done for the entire worldwide media landscape in his self-filmed magnum opus. And to think this was published in 2012, undiscovered until today, like gold waiting to be extracted from the living rock. This is the new measuring stick. Is there any need in you left unfulfilled after watching this video? It’s like he answered the questions I didn’t even know to ask. I feel like I understand not just life better, but the interconnectedness of the whole universe more after watching Todd’s work.
If you can’t hire Todd to make your next video at least send an envoy to seek his counsel, and equip them with gifts of virgin blood, rare stones, and Marzocchi 38mm seal kits. Seek his counsel and reap the rewards as your enemies weep and bow before you.
Video nerds, Todd is your new king.