The Chairman and The (BMX) King
Chapter Six of my Indie-Journal A Virus Ate My Movie!
Huntington Beach, like a lot of L.A. — with no natural landmarks and its huge swath of bland coastline — can be so severe in its extremes it’s uncanny.
It can feel dead on a morning in June when it’s overcast and only the homeless are hanging out, or it can feel like it did the day we thought we’d grab some b-roll footage of the ex-pro BMX and freestyle riders who congregate on Tuesday afternoons at the pier: completely and beautifully chaotic.
I blame Todd Lyons.
Putting the cart before the horse, I thought I’d pay a visit to Fit Bike Co. / S&M about possibly welding more Homesteads. S&M was started about the same time as Homestead but had key things I didn’t, like a pro rider and a business partner. Details, man.
But it’s L.A. I thought to myself, everything’s available. So why not pay them a little visit?
The oldest rider for Fit Bike Co., in fact, was none other than Brian Foster, the same Brian Foster who picked me up at the airport that fateful day in Tennessee and who painted the first batch of Homesteads.
