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Bike wanderer dies
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The Lost Lands features marvellous performances to delight the young and young at heart. We believe festivals can be a beautiful family experience – a place to get inspired and reconnect with each other. My point here is really basically, dont act friggin surprised when the time comes that you or someone you know who engages in this behaviour dies.The Lost Lands is a magical land within Wanderer dedicated to programming for folks big and small.

bike wanderer dies

I dont want to live in a nanny state, but it seems ironic that people are so concerned about childrens wellfare, not locking them in hot cars, letting them wander alone at night etc, but pinkbike and society generally has no qualm with sending some child whos skulls growth plates havent even begin to fuse down steeps and drops. Society is not encouraging so much tackle football, boxing, street fighting, etc to little kids because smashing your head into things, with our without a helmet, even as an adult male, but especially as a child with an undeveloped brain who is the responsibility of adults, is just asking for traumatic brain injuries. im sure there is much more to be developed to make people safer in helmets but the reality is that wheels+gravity+brain+hard object=damage its just a dangerous activity and that is something we need to come to grips with. #LongLiveChainsaw there are $60 mips helmets, not saying that its impresseve or advanced. Jordie's a stand up guy, amazing rider, trail blazer, and a kind soul. I rode Bear MTN last night (w lights) for the first time and I finished with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to have trails of this calibre in my backyard. You took two hours to talk, walk the lines, etc I felt nervous as hell riding there solo with you, the big dawg, but you cheered me on and provided tips to some features. I will forever remember rolling up to the bike park for the first time only to be greeted by you. Thank you for your contribution s in helping open and promote Bear MTN bike park and trails. For being a roll model to our groms, hosting bike camps etc on Bear MTN. I want to thank you for being an ambassador to the sport. The forest will forever honour your memory Jordie. Vancouver Island has lost another hero, and member of our biking community. That vision, and his determination are front and centre in his Rough AF edits.ĭespite his many accomplishments his most inspiring acts will always be his kindness to others and his relentless pursuit of good times - which he approached with the same vision he took to riding. And when arguably better riders sat around discussing the jumps could it be done? Did it need more dirt here, or less lip there - Jordie just sent them and shut everyone up. Jordie insisted that it be challenging, the jumps had to be hard, not just good for tricking - he would accept nothing less. In later years I worked with Jordie on Jumpship and I got to know another side of him as we developed our vision for what that event could be. Jordie would be the guy who could show up to a race or two a year and blow everyone away, and then get 11th at a World Cup! The shenanigans were non-stop of course. As a young racer on the BC Cup circuit he was already wowing crowds and making fans. I had the pleasure of knowing Jordie for the past 20 years. This loss to his family, his fans, and everyone that had the beautiful opportunity to meet this amazing individual we call our brother, will be felt for years to come as “legends never die” and Jordie f*cking Lunn in my heart will never ever be forgotten!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ He had the heart of a lion and the hug of a grizzly bear. He was always an inspiration to me to be honest, his ability to see the positive in everything when I was down was uplifting. I’ve loved Jordie as a brother from the moment we became riding buddies, as biking will build that bond in friends. The sibling of two brothers that, if you had the pleasure of knowing the trio of bandits at the household, you were always on your toes around as you never knew what kind of shenanigans were about to go down. Whether it was lighting each other’s hair on fire or chasing each other around with a potato cannon, we islanders always have done things our own way. He was a brother to me as we grew up in a small town with nothing other than our parents' love and our determination to ride bikes, have fun, and get rad. Jordie to me was a part of my family as I was a part of his.














Bike wanderer dies