Can you guess what year this Humu was produced before I tore it apart and made it the ultimate bone crushing cruiser?
Look at it! Sexy ass green thing with cream and copper accents. I was inspired by the North American Hand Made Bicycle Show when I began to create my new Humu. I wanted something no one else had, but I also wanted a bike that could plough through almost anything and do it looking trick.



When summer camp is mentioned in conversation, most people tend to wax poetically about their long-past experiences. Stories of marshmallow roasts and campfire sing-a-longs abound. When they dig deep into the memory vaults, repressed recollections of bugs, weird counselors and food poisoning also surface. I have mixed emotions when I think of my camp experiences. My less than social young personality (ie: shy, introverted) may have had something to do with it, but more than that it was the fact I could be at home playing on my bike, instead of eating tainted camp food or playing war games in the woods.
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Race Report by Kaz Shimizu

