To The Grindstone

You might think that by now, we are happily moving along with just editing. Flying through the hours of footage, picking nice shots and arranging them to music. Oh would I love to be at that point. Instead, we are returning phone calls, following up with e-mails and making new pitch videos to convince a few potential sponsors that this is worth the association with their company. For a sport that desperately needs exposure, you would think more people would be excited. Or at least find value in receiving an edited video from our footage for a minimal contribution to sponsor the film. We’re talking minimal, trust me. But if I had a rock, I’d have an easier time getting it to bleed than we are getting backing for this film. Add to that the best male mountain biker in America and his team are now all out of jobs (RLX has opted out of the cycling clothing line - poof, there goes the team) and GIANT won’t be fielding a team next year either. Adam, nice job getting on the podium at a European World Cup - the first American male to do so in about 10 years. Oh, BTW - you’re fired! Nice.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised to hear, “Nice trailer but no thanks…”.
The frustration is now serving as fuel. But time is running out.

Point is, we are under the gun. So THANK GOD for those who have helped us. Thanks to SEVEN, KENDA, Crank Brothers and hopefully a few others.

The best thing to happen in the last week since returning from our shotgun trip through the West, Ken’s long-time friend Haik has agreed to score the music for the film. This guy is to music what MacGiver is to a Swiss-Army knife. Can’t wait to hear what he comes up with.

Ok, enough ranting from me. Back to work!
Photo is 2 weeks ago. Middle of the night, driving through Arizona, writing the script and navigating for Ken.

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