Red Hook Crit has been held since 2008 in Red Hook, a neighborhood in Brooklyn that is over looked by the financial district of lower Manhattan and the Statue of Liberty. Moving to New York and discovering alleycats through a mutual friend, David Trimble started to be more curious with fixed geared bikes or track bikes. For his birthday in 2008, he decided to host a race. With his interest in formula one racing and bikes, he decided to throw a criterium. Not just any crit. this crit would involve, no gears, no shifters and most importantly, no brakes. Sounds insane, huh? Well not to those who took part in the first ever Red Hook Crit. The 18 lap race, around 3 city blocks would change the way fixed gears are ridden in a unsanctioned, non-alleycat format to date. Now the Event travels the world, bringing competitors from all over the globe and all sorts of backgrounds.
This was the 6 time track bikes would invade the quiet neighborhood, with little public transportation coming in or out. Cab or bikes is your best method. With over 1,000 in attendance, Red Hook Crit has put Red Hook on the map for cyclist around the world.
DontDo presents his first documentary on bike .
A film in which you will be able to follow a French rider in the Red Hook Crit in Milano. This crit has become a must for any fixed gear fan.
Introduction of a series of documentary, this first part presents the ins and outs of the Red hook Crit.
It is the opportunity to meet riders coming from all around the world, like Ray Cooper (King Kog - Rosko), Kyle Murphy (MASHSF) and Evan Murphy (Stanridge Speed Cycles). They will share with us their visions about bike's world and this spectacular event .
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I used to hate this island. I hated every single day of my youth spent over here. I escaped as much as I could, I had this feeling deep inside of me which pushed me miles away from where I was supposed to belong. I spent most of my youth traveling around looking for a piece of heaven, a place I could rely on, a city where I could perfectly fit. I thought that place, located in one of those common dreams inside my mind, was actually a lie, an old picture I could just discard any minute. I gave up soul searching so many times just to start again, and every time I looked, I never actually looked around me. I would just sit on a plane and fly away, I would just jump on a ferry and sail away.
One day, my friends and I reached the other side of the earth and visited one of the biggest islands on this whole world. Almost 30 days spent so far from home but so close at the same time. Everything looked really familiar out there, I couldn't believe it. The heat, the salty water, the sand, the sea, those views, those landscapes, the empty space, the wild, that feeling of being alone, scared and far all at once. That day, I finally realized that feeling wasn't my enemy anymore. It became true beauty and pure love. I went back to my hometown with my heart full of joy.
Now that youth has left me orphaned, I just need to reach the west coast of Sardinia, far away from city lights and monotony. To feel alive again and dream with my eyes open. To let my motherland put her arms around me and feel home, safe and sound.
Song: Mogwai "Relative Hysteria"
Shot on a Canon 550D/t2i
Lens: EF 50mm f/1.8 II, Tamron 17-50 VC
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Edited & Graded with FCPX.