We've heard of sport specific footwear, but this shoe takes the cake. As you can see in the video below, the testing sessions for the Five Ten Atlas Pamplona resulted in more than just blisters. The company sent 150 runners out with red kicks at this year's Fiesta de San Fermin in Pamplona.
What else is the Atlas Pamplona good for? I'd imagine runnning from the cops, or any other activity where you need to make quick moves at high speed. The upper is slip lasted like a climbing shoe for extra sensitivity, with a thin piece of EVA added to protect against those sharp objects that might jut out from any ordinary urban interface, or in Spain, bull horns rising against your feet. Available September 2012, $150, fiveten.com.
Visser parachuting into the open ocean, Photo by Dallas Olsen
Surfer Mark Visser is upping the ante again. After tricking out a board and wetsuit with LEDs to surf Jaws at night, he's now parachuting into the open ocean from a plane with his jet ski and board so he can surf a rogue wave. You can get a pretty good idea for what he has planned in the teaser to Operation Deep Blue, embedded below.
Matthias Girard is lucky to be alive after the first successful SkiBASE of the Matterhorn. He admitted as much after posting the above video on his blog yesterday. Just before jumping his ski got caught in the snow, but he was able to do a front flip to keep his momentum moving forward as his ski came off.
"This is the worst thing that can happen to a parachute assisted big mountain skier and was a true test of my survival instinct. The mountain gave me a warning and I was skilled enough but also lucky enough to survive. There are no heroes on the mountain… only survivors and the mountain let me go home safely."
With young kids, it can be an accomplishment to get out the front door. So when my husband, Andy, and I decided to take our girls camping and meet up with some friends and their kids in Crested Butte for a long weekend in mid-August, we knew it was going to be busy. With four girls between us, ages four months through five, we were going to have to be creative to if we wanted to get our adventure fix. But that didn’t stop us from trying. We’re all mountain parents, desperate to get our kids outside and desperate to be outside ourselves.
Crested Butte is the quintessential Colorado adventure outpost, with access to some of the Rockies' best mountain biking, hiking, and running trails; a laid-back, kid-friendly downtown, where everybody gets around on vintage cruiser bikes; and plenty of rivers, creeks, and lakes for cooling off after a day on the trails.
We pulled into the Oh Be Joyful Campground late Wednesday and met up with our friends, Stewart and Blair. The perfect family adventure base camp, it sits right on the Slate River, about four miles north of town, and backs up against the Oh Be Joyful trail, a fantastic hike through a lush glacial valley (more on that later). Anywhere else in the world, this spot would be overrun and overpriced, but in Crested Butte, the site was free, and we had very few neighbors.
Before Thursday, I doubt that many people would have picked Jenny Barringer Simpson to end the title drought in American distance running that has persisted, stubbornly, since the mid 1980s. When Barringer Simpson went wide into lane three in the final of the women's 1,500 meters on Thursday and ran away from half a dozen of the world's best milers, no American woman had won a world or Olympic title in a distance event in 28 years, since Joan Benoit Samuelson took the inaugural women's Olympic marathon in Los Angeles, in 1984. After she won, Barringer Simpson looked as surprised as the rest of us.
The context here is important: the early 1980s were the last really good years for American runners. Grey Meyer and Alberto Salazar won the Boston Marathon, Salazar dominated the New York City Marathon, and Mary Decker won world titles at 1,500 and 3,000 meters. In '84, Samuelson won her Olympic gold, and then that was it—the sport professionalized, east Africans arrived on the scene, and by the end of the decade Americans were suddenly second or third-class citizens on the international circuit. Perhaps no longer being the best was hard; not only did Americans in the 1990s fail to keep up in the new era, they got worse.