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world without limits for a man who doesn’t do self-doubt, felix Baumgartner comes across as a remarkably fallible mortal in his latest, exclusive interview (page 8) with The Red Bulletin. a career daredevil, who has wingsuit-flown across the english channel and BaSe-jumped from the statue of christ the redeemer in Brazil, he found himself undone by an apparently simple task: remaining inside a space suit in preparation for his record-breaking leap from the stratosphere back to earth, scheduled for later this year. the experience of being so tightly packed, unable to move, or even breathe, with complete freedom, raised previously unknown psychological demons and sent Baumgartner heading for a door marked ‘exit’. for Felix Baumgartner on having to face his demons before he the first time in a remarkable life, he’d found a limit, could take on Red Bull Stratos but where some might have shrugged and said, “oK, enough,” Baumgartner chose to push on through, enlisting help from a psychologist and returning himself to a position of confidence about his ability to provide the human component in a complex endeavour. the ennobling qualities of the human spirit are the foundation of so many of the stories in The Red Mission to the edge of space (and back again): The Red Bulletin’s Werner Jessner (left) talks Bulletin: the men risking their lives to daredevil Felix Baumgartner about Red Bull digging vast tunnels under new york Stratos in Salzburg, Austria, January of 2012 city (page 38); the new zealand couple pushing the limits endurance – and their marriage – in global adventure races (page 62). Why do people such as Baumgartner and others drive themselves so hard, risking the health of both body and mind? their truest motivations are perhaps beyond even their own understanding, but one thing is certain, in their desire to advance known limits, they set examples to us all.

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“I just couldn’t do it. My head was letting me down”

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In January 2010, Felix Baumgartner unveiled Red Bull Stratos, a mission to the edge of the space and back again. He’ll ascend by balloon and free fall back to Earth, breaking world records and becoming the ﬁrst person to break the sound barrier without a machine. After a delay of several months, this daring and complex adventure is ﬁnally ready for take-off

PHoToGRAPHY: SVEN HoffMANN

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Felix Baumgartner (far left) wants to take his pressurised balloon gondola to 36km, the highest balloon ďŹ&#x201A;ight ever, and then leap back to Earth. No one has ever leapt from such a height before. No parachute jump will have ever lasted so long. No man has ever previously broken the sound barrier in free fall. Red Bull Stratos is following in the footsteps of Project Excelsior, which saw Colonel Joe Kittinger (left) of the US Air Force jump from 31km on August 16, 1960. Kittinger is now Baumgartnerâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s mentor, the only man alive who can offer advice on a mission where the slightest error in procedure could prove fatal. Red Bull Stratos is taking all its participants way beyond their comfort zones. Since the project was announced two years ago, the team has had to contend with more challenges than it could ever have foreseen. For a short time, the project appeared to be on the point of collapse. But now Red Bull Stratos is about to get off the ground. The Red Bulletin will follow Baumgartner and his team until his record-breaking jump. This month, Part One of our story begins with a disarming interview with Baumgartner and a proďŹ le of the pioneering Kittinger.

Felix Baumgartner interview SALZBuRG, AuSTRIA

Before ascending into the stratosphere and free falling back to Earth in spectacular, record-breaking fashion, the Austrian BASE-jumper, 42, had to face his demons. At the high point of his life thus far, he hit an all-time low Words: Werner Jessner Photography: Gian Paul Lozza

THE RED BULLETIN: All went quiet on Red Bull Stratos for nine months. What was going on behind the scenes? FELIX BAUMGARTNER: let’s go back to the time before the project was stopped because of a lawsuit. In December 2010, we carried out the last major tests with the space suit and it was clear to me that I had a problem – one I never thought I’d have – with my psyche. I had trouble putting on the space suit and it got worse and worse. I could barely stand a couple of minutes in it. Could you describe the symptoms? The idea was that the suit should feel like a second skin, but it’ll never be like that. Your movements and your perceptions are restricted. As soon as the visor closes there’s this nightmarish silence and loneliness – the suit signifies imprisonment. We hadn’t originally conceived of a test that confined me in the suit for five hours – that’s how long the entire mission should take – with the visor closed. After all my past exploits, all the extreme things I’ve done in my career, no one would have ever guessed that simply wearing a space suit would threaten the mission, me included. In the end, the symptoms developed into panic attacks. You’re exaggerating... No at all. When it came to the crucial pressure test at -60°C, under real conditions with pressure and altitude simulated, and surrounded by cameras, air force personnel and scientists, I realised I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t see a way around this problem. I’d easily mastered what seemed to be huge obstacles, like free fall in a pressure suit, but now my own head was letting me down. Instead of driving to Brooks [The Brooks Academy of Science and Engineering in San Antonio, Texas]

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And how was that? Through Mike Gervais, a renowned American psychologist, who stripped me down and gave me a ‘toolbox’ of psychological tools, that allowed me to learn how to master the situation. Within two weeks, he coached me from 30 minutes of staying in the suit to ‘I don’t care how long I wear this thing!’ This was my greatest victory to date: I’d found the limit that I’d been looking for my whole career. No Channel flight, no cave, no Jesus statue achieved what that suit did down here at ground level. And with Mike I overcame this hurdle and – as banal as it may sound – I’m stronger than ever before.

Felix Baumgartner came to the world’s attention on April 15, 1999, when he stole his way up to the 88th floor of the Petronas Towers, in Kuala Lumpur, dressed as a businessman and BASE-jumped from a height of 451m, setting a new world record.

Almost eight months later, on December 7, 1999, he mounted Rio’s Christ the Redeemer statue and leapt off its right hand. At just 29m above sea level, this set a new world record for the lowest ever BASE-jump.

On July 31, 2003, Baumgartner was the first man to fly across the English Channel in free fall. He used a self-designed carbon wing and much of this experience has been incorporated into Red Bull Stratos.

One of the most difficult jumps in Baumgartner’s career was his 2004 BASE-jump into the pitch-black bottleneck of the Marmet Cave in Velebit National Park in Croatia, a leap of 190m. A last-minute parachute adjustment prevented disaster.

to go testing, I drove to the airport and hightailed it out of America. I wept on the phone. It was the worst moment of my life. To that point I’d always known how to solve all my own problems. This time, in front of everyone, I’d found my limit. Clearly, you’ve since pushed it higher. We tried several things in training because from a medical standpoint a high basic fitness would also improve my stress resistance. But really, I mean… for 20 years I’ve done the most extreme BASE jumps, I’ve flown over the English Channel [in a wing suit], I’ve shown my stress resistance without hours of exercise bike sessions. The problem had to be solved another way.

So how did he do it? With heavy artillery! Mike forced me to imagine a son and trying to explain to him what Red Bull Stratos means to me. It was a tough journey, but I’ll do anything if it serves my purpose. When I put the helmet on I had to describe my mental state every three minutes, on a scale of one, which is totally relaxed, to 10, panic. At the same time I wore a heart rate monitor. The interesting thing about this was that my heart rate remained totally constant when I was between three and eight on the scale. That was important to know. Next, we analysed my routines: I’d always lose my appetite the day before putting on the suit and this escalated into a nice little panic as we made our way out to visit our Mission Director, Art Thompson. Mike used to work with a martial arts guy who regularly spiralled downwards on the drive to the arena: for him, the fight was already lost before the first hit. He identified these mechanisms and gave me tools which helped me to jump off the negative thought train before it had left the station. Such as? People can only think one thought at a time. You can jump very quickly from one thought to another, but each moment only one thought can be processed. So when I have a bad thought, I have to mentally exit my helmet. So, for example, I’ll spell words backwards. Nothing mysterious, just simple tools that will actually help you your whole life long. Mike also forced me to think things

“We thought we could buy a capsule, three balloons and a suit, and I’d throw myself down and write history. Wrong” 11

The Mission Red Bull Stratos deciphered 36,576m

–23°C

Baumgartner jumps. It is warmer here than at any other point during the balloon ride up

36,576m

Baumgartner unlocks the door of his capsule and steps out of the capsule

34,000m

32,000m

within 35 secs Baumgartner will reach his maximum speed

30,000m

down to -60°C Ferociously cold temperatures on the ascent: coldest of all in the troposphere

28,000m

28,000m 26,000m

24,000m

5 hours

22,000m

25,929m JET ALTITUDE RECORD (SR-71 BLACKBIRD)

Air gets denser, slowing Baumgartner down, but making him more aerodynamically sensitive. risk of ﬂat spin greatest

THIS IS WHERE EARTH‘S OZONE LAYER IS AT ITS STRONGEST

Total mission duration 20,000m

17,000m

Stratosphere

15,000m

15,447m GLIDER ALTITUDE RECORD (PERLAN PROJECT)

Tropopause 12,000m

Troposphere 10,000m

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Lift off. still morning air is required so that the huge balloon can be inﬂated

8,000m

11,000m COMMERCIAL FLIGHTS AVERAGE HEIGHT

LAUNCH SITE: ROSWELL (NEW MEXICO)

8,848m MOUNT EVEREST SUMMIT

6,000m

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2,000m Roswell, New Mexico

Baumgartner pulls the ripcord ﬁve-and-a-half minutes after leaving the capsule. He will land 15 minutes later

1,500m

through to the end: what happens when someone shackles me into my suit and I freak out? I thought I would lash out, fall into a screaming fit and end up suffering a heart attack. Wrong: when your ‘alarm reservoir’ is exhausted, you become quieter and capable of thinking logically again. So knowing the storm will pass and that things get better gives me confidence and allows me to relax a little. Has this experience made you more humble? Not really. Perhaps more understanding of others’ weaknesses. Now, with my new insights, I’m more tolerant when other people are also not immortal or perfect. I’d never felt before that I needed outside help with my projects, either. Do you now feel differently about Red Bull Stratos than you did before? My respect has increased. A couple of privateers, a BASE-jumper, a soft drink company and a few daredevils got involved in US Air Force and NASA business, what’s usually with the belief that in three, maximum five years, we could do something that took them decades to achieve [see Joe Kittinger profile overleaf]. But we were naive. We reckoned that we could buy a capsule, three balloons, a suit, and that I’d would just throw myself down and we’d write history. Wrong. It’s much bigger than that. We’re not competing against Ferrari or McLaren, and we’re not up against NASA or the air force. We’re practising science. We’re pioneers, constantly entering new territory. Our project is so huge and there are things happening on so many different levels, and each of them not only has to work individually but also in conjunction with all the other levels. When one cog breaks in a clock, the whole mechanism stops.

illustration: albert exergian

In My Beautiful (Huge) Balloon From cigar to beach ball. At launch, the balloon will be very thin, but 168m tall. As the external air pressure decreases on ascent, it changes to an almost spherical shape about 122m in diameter.

Like when the lawyers get involved… In December 2010 I’d stocked my toolbox, all the testing had gone well and the project could have taken off again. Then came the legal case. Problem solved, but the project halted and then: project ended! After receiving the call to tell me it was all off, I drove around aimlessly for four hours. Bruce Springsteen was playing on the radio, I remember. I’d been in boot camp for a month and now the war was over without a single shot being fired. Twice in quick succession, my feet had been yanked out from under me.

records

Speed in free fall

Expected Red Bull Stratos velocity: Mach 1, equivalent at altitude to 1,110kph Current record: Mach 0.9 equivalent at altitude to 988kph, set by Joe Kittinger, 1960

Height of free fall

Expected distance: 35,000m* Current record: 31,333m, Joe Kittinger, 1960

Time in free fall

Expected duration: 5 min 35sec Current record: 4min 36sec, Joe Kittinger, 1960

Highest manned balloon flight

Expected height: 36,576m Current record: 34,668m, Victor Prather and Malcolm Ross: May 4, 1961 * Felix Baumgartner will pull the ripcord about 1,500m above the ground

What did you do? I could have drowned in self-pity, but instead I threw myself into my second field of expertise, flying helicopters. I worked as a professional pilot, earning seven helicopter ratings, doing mountain training, and notching up hours and hours of flying time. And I never gave up on the project. I knew that someday I would swap my pilot’s overalls for the space suit again. How did everyone around you react to the hiatus? It was interesting how many people came out with their real opinion, even my mother, who said to me, “Actually we’re relieved you’re not jumping.” I told her she shouldn’t get used to the idea that Red Bull Stratos was dead. It was still clear to me that one day I’d float up, climb into the capsule and hurtle down to Earth, breaking the sound barrier on the way. Switching from professional pilot to ‘stratonaut’: how hard was that? Easy! I’d mentally stored the space suit away in a box, and now I’ve unpacked it again. Was there a positive aspect to the break? Definitely. It allowed us to restructure a couple of procedures and now there’s a different spirit. In the meantime we regularly reach our interim goals, which is very different from when we started. Obviously we still have fuck-ups, but we learn from them and put them into practice. To give you one example: during the first unmanned test flight it was important that the balloon took off no later than 7.30am, before the wind got up. The first time, the balloon company packed the balloon into the case incorrectly. Fixing it took 25 minutes, and when we eventually got airborne at 8am, the wind took our balloon. This giant, which had hovered for a couple of minutes, died right before our eyes. It’s not the big things that break the camel’s back, but the little things that no one thinks about. And that’s what can damage morale. Correct. I want a red rotating beacon in the command centre and as soon as I’m in my suit the light flashes. That means no more coffee drinking, no more texting. Safety comes from repetition – every elite unit drills its soldiers until every move can be done blindfold. Once the mission is under way, there are enough factors that can’t be influenced. We’re standing in the limelight here, with the world watching – there’s no room for error. When you think of the big day, what do you picture in your mind? Extreme discipline and perfection. When you know the camera is on you, you even clean your teeth differently. The pressure is huge and we have to not only endure it but excel. We’re entering a test and we’re excellently prepared. But it’s never going to be a fun day – I’m risking my life, after all.

As far as is possible, I’ll try to grasp the irrevocability of the moment, thinking, “I’ll never come back up here; I’ll never put on the suit again; never again will I climb into the capsule; we’ll never work this way as a team again.” There are examples where Olympic winners stand on the podium and feel disappointment. Because they had imagined this moment, for which they had trained so many years, to be more beautiful. I’ll try to avoid this feeling by enjoying the journey. What do you think you’ll be doing a year from now? Either I won’t be able to leave my house because I’ve disappointed everyone, or

Joseph Kittinger interview Albuquerque, USA

“I’ve spent 25 years turning my visions into reality. My career without this jump would be like a house without a door” because of the huge crowds outside. Both are possible. I’d like to celebrate Christmas 2012 with my team. Joe Kittinger is 83 years old and the average age of my team is 70. This is the family with whom I’ve spent the past five years and this family won’t be around much longer – you don’t have to be clairvoyant to realise this. I want to rent a house, where we put up a Christmas tree and Joe’s wife cooks a turkey. We hold hands around the table and thank God that our mission together went well and we’re all still alive. I would like that.

The way he wore: Joe Kittinger in his ‘space suit’ from 50 years ago Credit

And if not? Then it’s very likely I’ll have a problem. The end of a career without this jump would be like a house without a front door. I’ve been turning my ideas and visions into reality for 25 years and I really believe I’ll achieve my last great sporting goal.

Colonel Joe It was the warm-up before the space race: a US Air Force test pilot, a day in a locked box and the most giant leap in mankind’s history. Fifty years on, that jumper has hopped aboard the Red Bull Stratos project

photography: picturedesk.com

Words: Herbert Völker

Somehow, an American colonel will always be a colonel, even when he’s more than 80 years old, long after the wiry body has eased into the comfort zone. It’s the mix of self-confidence and relaxedness, just as you would imagine you’d find in a robust fellow mellowing with age. Before long, you’ll even be allowed to call him Joe. Of the 10,000 things that have been said about him, one sticks out for not ringing true: “More guts than brains.” It comes from the shreds of a long-passed discussion that was only exploited later when Joseph Kittinger was already famous – you know how the media works. Joe, the officer and test pilot, put his hand up for a project and his boss said, “Approved. More guts than brains.” This is not a statement about Kittinger, but about the pioneering days of space travel when men took big risks and knew little of what might go on up there. Joe Kittinger, as mentioned, is mellow, and he won’t mind you saying it. Today, with a sense of unruffled certainty, he reckons he was the first person in outer space, before Yuri Gagarin, before Alan Shepard. Of course he knows that the discussion is still open – where does space begin? – but the conditions in the stratosphere would be ‘space equivalent’ when it comes to the survival of man. Upwards of 19km, the atmospheric pressure is so low that without a pressure suit the water in your blood would begin to boil. Joe Kittinger went much higher. You could call him a pre-astronaut. He would like that. Cold War, USA v USSR, mid-1950s. The United States military dismissed space travel as science fiction. NASA was non-existent and the US Air Force experimented at its own expense. A bunch of specialists simply wanted to understand how high you could go and whether you could

survive for a brief while up there. To get up there, it had to be a balloon. No plane would reach anywhere near that height. In 1957, in one of those balloons, Captain Joseph Kittinger ascended to just under 30km in the stratosphere and returned safely to Earth. America applauded him as the ‘First Space Man’, but more as a hero of an exotic expedition without larger meaning. Just six months later that image changed. The Russians sent their unmanned Sputnik satellite into orbit around the Earth, unleashing the matter of a “threat from outer space”, and heralding a halfway peaceful competition in space, but a competition, nonetheless. The USA threw billions into missile research and NASA was founded. In the few years between the Sputnik shock and NASA’s Mercury Project, the US Air Force continued testing technical and medical factors of space travel, while entertaining the threat from Russia in their hearts and minds. Under this pretext, Joe Kittinger’s next plunge, on August 16, 1960, became the most important milestone in the exploration of the stratosphere. Three of the records set back then still stand today half a century: Highest parachute jump: 31,333m. Fastest person in free fall: 988kph. Longest free fall: 4 minutes 36 seconds. These are still the targets for Felix Baumgartner. Higher, longer, faster – and the sound barrier, which Kittinger only just failed to break back then. It’s incredible that these records remain unbroken after more than 50 years. NASA and the Soviets continued with rockets, which they dubbed research (or conquest) of space, and reached altitudes that are only possible with missiles. Nevertheless, the stratosphere at the edge of outer space has always been of interest to Earthlings. The helium balloon is still the only means of

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Right: Joe Kittinger’s remarkable jump on August 19, 1960 set records yet to be broken. Red Bull Stratos is expected to exceed them – an event not possible without Joe’s work

hanging around up there for a while, unlike with a plane or missile. The temptation is there to set records with a glamorous sporty touch, but also with a scientific twist. The more projects that failed over the decades since Joe’s jump, the more his monolithic figure rose out of history and legends.

By the way, the surname Kittinger is pronounced with a hard ‘g’, not like the politician Henry Kissinger, a man much closer to his German forefathers, but who still chose to use the English pronunciation. Joe Kittinger’s great-great-grandfather was 14 years old at the time of his family’s emigration to America in 1783. The Kittingers came from the Zurich area in Switzerland, where they grew potatoes. They moved to the US state of Pennsylvania and did what they knew best. They became potato farmers, went forth and multiplied. Today, there are a good many Kittingers across all of the United States, but only one Joe who climbed out of a balloon’s gondola to flirt briefly with the speed of sound. There are many parallels between what Joe Kittinger experienced in 1960 and what awaits Felix Baumgartner now. The mental coaching is not one of them. Methods have become more sophisticated since Kittinger was locked inside a one-metre-square box for 24 hours to undergo a claustrophobia test. “It was like being in a coffin,” he remembers, “cramped and pitch black, but you can overcome claustrophobia with discipline. The fact that I wouldn’t be in the programme if I didn’t come out with a positive result was motivation enough for me.” Felix Baumgartner’s first pressure chamber test in a space suit was, in fact, more technically sophisticated, but for someone not used to having oxygen stuffed into him until it came out of his ears, the impact was comparable to what Kittinger went through. Kittinger and Baumgartner stem from different backgrounds and eras, but have a lot in common. Kittinger was a drilled balloon pilot, but his parachute training was only in situations of aircraft emergencies, where he’d tumble out like a sack of potatoes with a survival kit on his back. Felix has 3,000 jumps under his belt, he’s an acrobat of the air, but he had to learn a lot about balloons. As a fighter pilot, Kittinger was often at an altitude of 15km. Nothing works there without a pressure suit, which he donned like we do a pair of jeans – well, maybe with a little more care. He endured hundreds of stints in the pressure chamber. Before his famed leap, he had eight years worth of tailor-made suits behind him. Pressure suits are extremely stiff, every movement of the arm or leg is a major production in itself. For an extreme sports person like Baumgartner, such restrictions are unfamiliar. Before learning how to move in a new way, he first had to cope mentally with the pressure chamber and the space suit. Says Kittinger: “If you can’t get used to the pressure suit in every situation, you’re dead.” Ballooning is basically the same for both Kittinger and Baumgartner, but the latter’s balloon will have 16

“It was never about records back then. We went up to research an emergency escape at that altitude”

“Just before I jumped, I said, ‘Lord take care of me now.’ When my parachute opened, I sent up a very polite thank you to the same address”

photography: getty images (2), Christian Pondella/Red Bull Content Pool

almost 10 times the volume of Joe’s – that’s how much is needed to get the extra 5,000m in height. There is also a mutual concern. Aeronauts and astronauts call it ‘flat spinning’, which outside of their worlds is just called spinning. Nobody in the world knows more about it than Joe Kittinger. During one of his trial jumps, he experienced a rotational velocity of 200rpm, when 140rpm is regarded as fatal for a human. He was pushing the boundaries of newly discovered expertise, hit a glitch and experienced the total helplessness of going into a flat spin, propeller-like, bade life farewell, lost consciousness and came around again 20km lower, hanging from the hooks of his emergency chute. Spinning represents the greatest danger to stratosphere jumpers, despite all the advances in technology. Leaping into a vacuum means that the body doesn’t come up against any airflow or drag. Movements practised a thousand times by an athlete in peak condition literally fall into space. After the first 2km of his 1960 jump, Kittinger managed to release a small parachute for stabilisation. It didn’t slow him down, but it prevented him from spinning. His main chute opened 25km further down, in the thicker air. What can Joe tell us today about the edge of space? For instance: how should Earthlings imagine what the mood is like in the stratosphere? “There is a contrast between beauty and peril, a fine line between rapture and icy danger at 70 degrees below zero,” he says. “You can’t feel a vacuum, but still it’s there – eerie, hostile. You can see the Earth over a distance of 700km, the skies above are jet black, toward the horizon you glimpse every shade of blue.” Why does the sky appear to be black in the daytime? “The light up there

is not diffused, it only looks blue to us because of reflection. In a vacuum there is neither reflection nor light above you. You can’t even see the stars, your eyes are dazzled, which then makes your pupils contract.” At the highest point, you stayed with the balloon for at least nine minutes. Did you experience any form of high-altitude euphoria? Is there the danger of an uncontrolled adrenaline rush? “No. The hostility of space is perceptible at all times, and an overdose of oxygen doesn’t give you a feeling of euphoria. The eerie silence does the rest.” How lonely do you feel up there? “I was a test pilot and I was trained as one. I had visualised the jump a thousand times in my head, so when the time came, I was ready for it.” And the jump itself, the speed during free fall? How do you perceive a speed of 1,000kph? “You don’t perceive it, there is no wind that can whip past you. Initially there is only the sheer relief of not going into a spin, but after two minutes the clouds hurtle towards you and you have to tell yourself very persuasively that they’re only made of vapour.” What did you say on the way out of the gondola? “Just before I jumped I said, ‘Lord, take care of me now.’ And when my parachute opened I sent up a very polite thank you to the same address.” Will you feel a little bit melancholy when you see your own record erased? “No. It was never about records back then. We went up to research the possibilities of making an emergency escape at that altitude. So I never took much of an interest in documenting my achievements with a sporting authority, or anyone else for that matter.” Didn’t you ever have the overwhelming desire after that to fly to the moon? “When Project Mercury got under way, I did have the chance to put my hand up, but I didn’t, and I’ve never looked back and thought, ‘I wish I’d been a Mercury astronaut and flown to the moon.’ I was very happy with everything that I had accomplished.”

IN NEXT MONTH’s RED BULLETIN

The How In Part Two of our Red Bull Stratos story, Mission Director Art Thompson and his team of engineers explain the technology behind the adventure – the capsule, the comms and the survival systems.

One cannot say that Joe became lazy afterwards. As commander of an F4 Phantom fighter jet squadron, he flew in Vietnam, shot down a MIG, was shot down himself and spent a year as a prisoner of war in the infamous Hanoi Hilton prison. But he doesn’t talk much about that. In 1978 he retired from the United States Air Force, dedicated himself to ballooning and he was the first to set the world record for the longest and furthest solo balloon crossing of the Atlantic. “You don’t want to go stale when you retire,” he says. At 83, fit and alert and exuberant with expertise about thick and thin air, Colonel Joe will sit next to engineers and doctors at the command post when Felix Baumgartner sets out on his journey. They will be glad of his presence. www.redbullstratos.com

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Steel wheeling

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The Moses Mabhida Stadium was built for football: the 80,000-capacity venue was where Spain suffered their only loss (v Switzerland) in winning the 2010 World Cup. But for trials biker Brian Capper, the action here is way above the turf. “There’s only one thing I wanted to do ever since they built it,” he says, “and that’s ride over it.” The 350m long, 2,600-tonne steel arch is 106m above ground at its highest point and offers unrivalled views over Durban and the Indian Ocean. Not that Capper was there to sightsee: “The brakes were smoking on the way down,” he says. “But it was worth it for the thrill.” See more amazing stunts like this: www.briancapper.co.za

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ROCK ’n’ ROll

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When you’re the world champion in flatland BMX (think bicycle acrobatics on regular tarmac terrain), you can afford to be choosy about where you practise your craft. Frenchman Matthias Dandois goes the extra mile to find extraordinary places to perform his tricks. The 22-year-old headed for the Basque country and climbed down a cliff, bike on his back, to access this sea serpent of rock and concrete blocks stretching out into the Atlantic. Safe to say that he had the place to himself. This brilliant biker blogs at: www.matthiasdandois.com

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In this frozen fraction of a second, as a 200kg boat meets the full force of a huge wave, off the north-east coast of the North Island, the fate of the crew is as yet undecided. However, come swell or high water, the five-strong Piha Women’s team know how to handle themselves. (It’s four ladies and a man in the ‘sweep’ position at the back of the boat, much like a women’s rowing team may have a male coxswain.) They’re ‘clubbies’: lifeguards who follow the century-old movement of surf lifesaving, a combination of sea-rescue activity and sporting battle. In addition to running, swimming and surfing challenges, the longboat rescue is popular with crowds thanks to its inherent drama. Thankfully, with a beach full of lifeguards, the chances of drowning are pretty slim. Enter their world: www.surflifesaving.org.nz

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Bullevard Sport and culture on the quick

Triple threat 24 years and 98 days: Red Bull Racing’s Sebastian Vettel is F1’s youngest ever double champion. FYI, and F-Seb’s-I, here are the three youngest ever three-time title-winners

AYRTON SENNA (31 YEARS, 213 DAYS) The Brazilian ensured his third and last championship victory with McLaren in Suzuka in 1991, after titles in 1988 and 1990.

MICHAEL SCHUMACHER (31 YEARS, 279 DAYS) It was 2000 when the German won the third of his record seven titles: his first for Ferrari, and the Italian team’s first since 1979.

SUPER-YEAR-O In 2012, men in tights are competing for box office glory In the golden age of US comic books, readers got ‘all in color for a dime’. Now, billion-dollar movie franchises are based on superhero strips. This year, there are four films with masked crimefighters, dastardly villains and vast merchandising spin-offs. This month, Nicolas Cage (see page 32) returns as Ghost Rider while in July, Andrew Garfield makes his debut as Peter Parker in The Amazing SpiderMan and Christian Bale is Batman for a third and final time in The Dark Knight Rises. In May, The Avengers teams three heroes – Captain America (Chris Evans), Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr) and Thor (Chris Hemsworth) – who already have solo movies. But who lands the final battle’s killer blow? Smart money’s on RDJ.

Egos altered: Andrew Garfield is Spider-Man, Nicolas Cage is Ghost Rider and Robert Downey Jr is Iron Man

PICTURES OF THE MONTH

EVERY SHOT ON TARGET

JACKIE STEWART (34 YEARS, 90 DAYS) ‘Sir John’ had 27 wins in 99 F1 GPs. After his third championship in 1973 (one for Matra, two for Tyrrell) he retired from racing. www.redbullracing.com

Taken a picture with a Red Bull flavour? Send it to us via our website: www.redbulletin.com Every month we print a selection, and our favourite pic is awarded a limited-edition Sigg bottle. Tough, functional and well-suited to sports, it features The Red Bulletin logo.

Rottnest Island Before Red Bull Lighthouse to Leighton kitesurf race in Perth, Australia – calm Ian Regnard

Build up

Three superstructures on the rise

HERE WE BRO! The Chemical Brothers go to the movies

Pingan International Finance Centre Shenzen, China High point: 660m World’s second tallest building coming in 2015 (Dubai’s Burj Khalifa is taller at 828m)

Endless winter: Rainer Hertrich

WORDS: FLORIAN OBKIRCHER, ROBIN TURNER, ANTONY BRUNO, ULRICH CORAZZA. PHOTOGRAPHY: GETTY IMAGES (2), IMAGO (5), MARVEL COMICS (4), MAURITIUS (1), COLUMBIA PICTURES (1), MARC PISCOTTY (1), EMI (3)

The man who skied for eight years solid Rainer Hertrich actually skied every day for eight years, two months and 10 days. In winter and in summer, while working two jobs (as a trail groomer at Copper Mountain Resort in Colorado, and at Timberline Ski Area in Oregon in the summer), and when there wasn’t enough snow, he’d travel to find it. He spent about US $10,000 a year to ensure he set the record for most vertical feet skied on consecutive days. He managed about 98 million vertical feet after 2,993 days, the equivalent of summiting Everest about 4,800 times. He was hoping to get to 100 million vertical feet, but a doctor diagnosed an irregular heartbeat, and told the 50-year-old he wouldn’t be putting his skis on in the morning. Up until that point, luck had been on Hertrich’s side. Since day one, November 1 2003, he had only six injuries – a separated shoulder and five bruised ribs. “The separated shoulder was the worst,” he says. “I skied for about three weeks without using a right ski pole.” Search for Watch Hertrich on www.youtube.com

Mercury City Tower Moscow, Russia High point: 380m Due to open late 2012; will be Europe’s highest

The Shard London, England High point: 310m Finished in May; European peak until Moscow’s up

Superstar DJs Ed Simons (l) & Tom Rowlands

What’s it like to see yourself?  ,  : It was massively exciting to first see it. I remember thinking how brilliant it was when the camera moved out into the crowd. I’ve seen footage over the years that’s never quite captured us. It’s not a live Why film the show now? concert – nothing can beat that  : We’ve always sense of being there – but if thought the live experience someone was going to get that was this magical thing that no feeling across it was Adam. one understood unless they And what about the music? went out and witnessed a gig. : Lots of live records are When this tour came together, recorded over a period of it was obvious we had to time, best bits plucked from capture it. It wasn’t promoting here and there. This was just an album: the band had free the one night. Bits sound raw, rein to play their ultimate bits clang together, but that’s party set. It’s musically the something I love. It’s alive. www.thechemicalbrothers.com best they’ve ever done. Alongside visuals collaborator Adam Smith, The Chemical Brothers have spent 18 years honing a live show that’s been described as “dance music in high definition”. New concert movie Don’t Think documents last year’s remarkable headline turn at Fuji Rock in Japan.

Don’t Think is the first concert film made with Dolby Surround 7.1 sound

WE HAVE A WINNER!

Lima Making a splash landing at Peru’s first Red Bull Flugtag, in front of 20,000 fans Renzo Giraldo

Istanbul One of the stars of the city’s Design Week – the Red Bull Art of Can exhibition Suat Erman

Guatemala City Weaving a little magic at retro skate contest Red Bull Blast From The Past Juan José Marroquín 25

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Datarock

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City Bowl Groovers Recent guests at the Red Bull Music Studio were Durban-based pop-rock funksters, City Bowl Mizers. Behind the desk was the resident producer City Bowl Mizers Steve Elsworth, aka singer Martin Barrios Audiophile 021, and the resultant collab took the Mizers into new territory. “Steve had a totally different approach to way we normally work,” says Mizers’ bassist Ally Heath. “The guy brought a different audio aesthetic. He’s deep into the dance and electronic music side and, using this knowledge, he changed the structure of the track. The result was so much better. Straight Outta WINberg (Heart-of-gold, your story is old) is still a very musical song but there’s a definite dance groove in there, too.” www.citybowlmizers.com

Bangalore Winners at Red Bull Kart Fight

in India won a trip to Red Bull Racing’s UK F1 HQ Aditya Bedre

The notoriously tough Volvo Ocean Race

SEA PSYCHE

SA sailor Jono Swain is taking part in the round-theworld Volvo Ocean Race. He talks about mental stamina, physical endurance, sleepless nights – and broken masts “I was on deck when it happened,” says Jono Swain, the Durban-born helmsman of PUMA Mar Mostro. Seventeen days into the very first leg of this round-the-world race, the boat’s mast snapped in a shower of carbonfibre splinters and dust – an ocean-race disaster. Pretty much in the middle of nowhere – 2,200 nautical miles from Cape Town and 1,800 from Rio – there was only one option: to head toward the most remote inhabited group of islands on Earth, Tristan da Cunha, 750 nautical miles away. It was a devastating start to a very long race. After setting out from Alicante on the south-eastern coast of Spain on 29 October 2011, the fleet sails around the world and will arrive in Galway, on the west coast of Ireland, some time in July this year. How does a team cope with a setback like that? “For any of our 11 crew members, the most important thing is to see this race as a marathon and not a sprint,” says Swain. “Everyone is competitive and it’s difficult to see another boat make big gains on a leg. But you also have to know when to throttle back to save the crew and the boat. You can’t do sail change after sail change – that kind of stuff requires a huge amount of energy. You have to wake everyone up and as you’ve never got more than three hours of uninterrupted sleep on these boats, rest time is precious. You have to pace yourself. Sometimes you have to slow down to speed up.” www.volvooceanrace.com

Angkor Wat Our Austrian sister mag makes for a little light reading on holiday in Cambodia Stefan Oberleitner

Mexico City At Red Bull Tirazo, South American soccer skills went from pitch to street Marcos Ferro

WORDS: STEVE SMITH. PHOTOGRAPHY: THOMAS BRUN, ADRIAAN LOUW, AMORY ROSS/PUMA OCEAN RACING/VOLVO OCEAN RACE

If ever you’ve listened to the quirky, self-parodying musical stylings of Norwegian electro-rock outfit Datarock and thought “I wonder if those guys are like that in real life?” Well, trust us, they are. In Cape Town to DJ at the recent Vans Off The Wall Music Night at The Assembly, core members Fredrik Saroea and Ketil Mosnes took some time out before their gig for an intimate Red Bull Info Session with a select few of the city’s producers, DJs and musicians. Chatting about the success of their early indie-dance crossover tracks like Fa-Fa-Fa and 2011 EP, California, it was pretty clear their music is the direct result of a very easy-going and down-to-earth attitude. www.datarockmusic.com

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ME & MY BODY

ALYSIA MONTAÑO The 25 year old has 800m national titles and a world bronze medal to her name and is packing middle-distance muscle, but she’s every bit the lady

BEST FOOT FORWAR D

I’ve only had only one major injury: in 2008, a stress fracture in my right foot. My bones were compacting and chiselling away at themselves. I didn’t know it was broken. I felt like such a baby complaining. In the Olympic trials that year, it gave out: I don’t remember the last 100m, I was in such excruciating pain. It’s a potentially careerending injury, but after using a bone stimulator for the best part of a year of recovery, I was back. My Olympic dream is back on, and I’m targeting London 2012.

PAIN IN THE BUTT To succeed in my sport, you need a balance between pushing yourself and breaking yourself. My right leg is slightly shorter than the left, and I feel it when I do explosive speed work. The top of my leg jams into my hip socket, so I visit a physio every couple of weeks to loosen it. If not, the joint gets inflamed and stiff, and tightens your glute, which tightens your piriformis – your butt cheek, basically – and can tighten major muscles in your back. If you don’t watch it, it can take a month to recover.

WORDS: RUTH MORGAN. PHOTOGRAPHY: DUSTIN SNIPES/RED BULL CONTENT POOL

MIN D GAM ES

Running is as mental as it is physical. You can physically be a beast, but if you don’t have the mind-set to talk yourself out of the door on a tough day, it won’t happen. You have to practise that, like running. I’m my biggest critic and I have to have my angel in there, beating up my demons. You talk yourself up, get your cockiness out. No one likes a cocky person, but you must give yourself a cocky air and know you’re the best.

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I pretty much work a 9-to-5 day. Peop le forget that what I do is a full-time job. My train ing goes in cycles, but about four days a week I’m out the door at 7.30am, as I tend to have three work outs a day, two runs and a weight-training sessi on. It’s better to get started early so you’re not finish ing at 9pm. I start the year doing a lot of mileage, then add things in, like strengthening and sprin ts, the idea being to hit peak form come competitio n time.

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I care about what I eat. We all have our moments of, ‘I’m going to eat what I like,’ but then I feel it. It’s like a car: put good fuel in, you get good results. I’m a pretty good cook – my husband says so, anyway. I love Mediterranean food, and I cook a mean chicken lemon pesto with garlic, with You’ve homemade hummus and pitta chips. it with serve I and , there in prote got carbs and ing of sautéed vegetables. People can gag think make to is t secre the but food, healthy hy. things that don’t look or taste too healt

PETAL POWER I always wear a flower in my hair. I grew up with a bunch of boys, playing a lot of sports. One day we were playing football and a guy made a spiteful comment about me playing, so I went and grabbed a flower, and put it in my hair, like, ‘Yeah, I’m a girl playing football, so what?’ He came down the field and I tackled him, complete with girlie flower. I’ve worn one every single day since, especially for sport. It’s important for people to realise you can be strong as well as feminine. www.alysiamontano.com

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AzeAliA BAnks

Kanye West refers to her as “the future of music” – this New York rapper will be on everyone’s playlist this year Born 31 May 1991, Harlem, New York, USA Family Banks was raised by her mother. Her father died when she was two years old. She has two older sisters Prospects Late last year, Banks was placed on the shortlist for the BBC Sound of 2012 – a list which has featured high-profile names such as James Blake, Jessie J and Lady Gaga in recent years – when she was still unknown. Banks went on to claim third place

everyone from respected bloggers to fashion magazines is ready to hand the one-to-watchfor-2012 title to azealia banks. all this hype after just one song, mind you, which the 20-year-old musician uploaded to youtube a few months ago. a track of cheerful electro-house over which banks spits a mangy, slick rap, 212 is a the area-code referencing homage to her native new york and the first inkling of banks’s energy, brimming with selfconfidence and lacking censorship. it’s like nicky minaj, only cooler. “it’s a party track,” says banks. “i’m making fun of people who move to new york to become famous but don’t know anything about the city, of how people get sucked in and sidetracked.” does that apply to her too? “nah,” she says, breaking into a smile. “i know all about that. i was born there.” banks grew up in harlem. her mother sent her to a convent school and then to laguardia high school for the performing arts, which counts liza minnelli, al pacino and, yes, minaj among its illustrious alumni. “i always wanted to be on stage,” recalls banks. “it’s like if you’re a man, you have a penis. it’s the same thing for an artist. you either are one or you’re not.” she originally wanted to go into theatre but at 16 she discovered her love

of rap. inspired by missy elliott and lil’ kim, she began to write lyrics herself but never stuck to the formal hip-hop limits. “i’ve always been open to any kind of music,” she says. “i sampled indie band peter bjorn and John in one of my early songs.” banks is a prime example of the musical approach of her generation. thanks to youtube and the like, kids now have access to all sorts of music without any of the subculture baggage of days gone by. it was the rapper’s cover version of a song by Us indie-rock band interpol that first brought her media attention: a rock number which banks turned into a sensuous, modern r ‘n’ b ballad. “interpol and i had the same manager. that’s how i got to know their singer, paul banks,” she says. “i couldn’t get their song Slow Hands out of my head, which made me want to cover it.” she has an equally unceremonious approach to her release policy. although banks can already call fellow musicians like kanye west and mumford & sons fans, she has so far passed up long-term offers from record labels. and she’s preferred to work with underground electro artists like machinedrum and canadian red bull music academy graduate lunice. “i play by my own rules,” explains banks. “i’m all about having people listen to my music. if i end up making money from that, too, so much the better!” and the chances of her doing that look good. she’s about to go to london to record her debut album with paul epworth, who has produced for adele, cee lo green and primal scream. it’s quite clear that 2012 is going to be azealia banks’s big year. www.azealiabanksforever.com

words: florian obkircher. photography: matt barnes

Azealia Banks is peddling a unique blend of hip-hop, rap and R ‘n’ B

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KIT EVOLUTION

THAT THING SKI-DOO

From means of transport to freestyle sporting apparatus, from workhorse to racing machine: the snowmobile has boosted and altered winter travel for more than half a century. What hasn’t changed is the name on the side of the industry-leading model – the only thing its maker has ever really got wrong

Canadian inventor Joseph-Armand Bombardier planned to name his motorised dog-sled replacement ‘Ski-Dog’, but the typographic deficiencies of his livery painter changed everything: on the first prototype he turned the ‘g’ into an ‘o’, and so it 30

remained. Québécois hobbyists were attempting to make chain-driven snow vehicles as far back as the 1920s, but it was 1959 before Ski-Doos went into production. Solid wooden skis lead the way, a 7hp fourstroke engine under the metal apron powers

the chain. Modern models feature a thumb lever to control acceleration, rather than the throttle that was used back in the day. K60 died an honourable death after years of service, and today is only found in museums. www.snowmobilehalloffame.com

WORDS: WERNER JESSNER

COLD WARRIOR SKI-DOO K60, 1960

PHOTOGRAPHY: TODD MCLELLAN

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SLOPE STYLE SKI-DOO MX Z X-RS 800, 2012 The name of this sport trail sled is the first clue: the world of snowmobiles isn’t as simple as it once was. Now there’s a Ski-Doo tailored to every need. If you’re keen for hurtling through the forest and increasing your adrenalin levels, you’ll

want the MX Z X-RS 800 and its 800cc, 120hp Rotax two-cylinder engine with gasoline direct injection. Adjustable shocks made by top Japanese producer KYB ensure constant and comfortable contact with the ground, while the Cromoly chassis

guarantees stability even when the Ski-Doo is carrying light loads. Top speed of 160kph too much for you? No problem: instead of face planting, the MX Z X-RS driver can rely on high-quality Brembo racing brakes. www.ski-doo.com

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where’s your head at?

Nicolas cage

He’s been a leading man for 25 years, though some say he’s been leading audiences on with his impression of a man trying to act. He stars in Ghost Rider: Spirit Of Vengeance, out this month

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swap “When we cast Nicolas Cag e in The Rock,” said mega-producer Jerry Bru ckheimer, “he seemed an unlikely choice for an act ion star.” Never a truer: in 1995, Cage had a Best Actor Oscar in one hand and a sign saying Quirky But Good in the other. Two years later, after The Rock, Con Air and Face/Off, he was a muscu lar presence in his own white vest and world box-office charts.

Nicolas Kim Coppola celebrated his 48th birthday on January 7. Yes, that’s right, Coppola, as in The Godfather and Apocalypse Now Francis Ford, filmmaker Sofia, actress Talia Shire (Rocky’s wife and Francis’s sister), actor Jason Schwartzman (of Rushmore and The Darjeeling Limited, Shire’s son). Nicolas’s father, a literature professor, was Francis’s elder brother.

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s Despite being, or perhap ld’s wor the of one because he is, has had highest paid actors, Cage ities, hor aut tax US problems with the wallet. his n ope to s nes ing will and his iness According to his former bus ed manager, Cage once own the in nd isla an s, 15 residence hts. Bahamas, plus cars and yac ly ent rec e wer ties Several proper sold to allay his debts.

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Having changed his name to avoid accusations of nepo tism, three of Cage ’s first 10 speaking pa rts came in films directed by Uncle Fra ncis Ford: The Outsiders, Rumb le Fish and the excellent time-trav el comedy Peggy Sue Got Married. In 1987, the year he turned 23, he playe d two endearingly romantic fools, in Ra ising Arizona and Moonstruck. A caree r was in blossom.

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Tom Cruise, Robert Redford, Johnny Depp , Warren Beatty, Leonardo DiCaprio and Cary Grant all have something Nicolas Cage does not: a space in their trophy cabinet wher e the Oscar for Best Actor can go. Cage filled in his thanks to his portrayal of a writer tryin g to drink himself to death in Leaving Las Vegas . Beware: the film is even bleaker than you’re think ing now.

work work work Cage is accused of quantity over quality, but a man has to eat, and so do his lawyers. Is he really Hollywood’s busiest man? Since 2000, he’s starred in 25 films, with one cameo, and lent his voice to four others. Matt Damon has racked up 30, with five cameos and five voice turns. Matt gets props, Nic’s accused of being one. No justice.

There is only one trailer in the history of cinema that shows a small boy asking a man, “What if you have to pee when you’re on fire?” followed by that man, on fire, peeing fire. The film is the flamebuoyantly OTT Ghost Rider: Spirit Of Vengeance, in which Cage plays the dark, combustible title character for a seco nd time, after 2007’s Ghost Rider. It is out in cinemas worldwide this month.

Nic’s new flick: www.thespiritofvengeance.com

WORdS: Paul WilSOn. illuStRatiOn: lie-inS and tiGeRS

Nicolas Cage loves comic books. His stage name is Cage, for Luke Cage, a Marvel Comics superhero. He named his son Kal-El, which is the Kryptonian name of Clark Kent, aka Superman. In 2000, his copy of the first-ever Superman comic was stolen. In April 2011, it was found in a storage locker and returned to him. Seven months later, it sold at auction for US$2.1m, 14 times what Cage paid for it in 1997.

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WORDS: STEVE SMITH. PHOTOGRAPHY: CRAIG KOLESKY/RED BULL CONTENT POOL (1), REUTERS, GETTY IMAGES (2)

To prepare for the 2012 Olympics in London, Sifiso Nhlapo has had to overcome a few obstacles. But that’s what BMXers do Talk about taking the tough road. For South African BMX superstar Sifiso ‘Skizo’ Nhlapo, the journey to the 2012 London Olympics has been a difficult one. He’s suffered not one, but two career-threatening injuries and he was further hampered by a lack of an Olympic-spec training track here in his own country. Despite breaking his neck in 2009 and then tearing his anterior cruciate ligament in Feb 2010, Nhlapo is now fit, strong and healthy: “Thanks to a lot of help and support, I am fully recovered. I’m in good shape at the right time.” That, however, is only half the battle. Unlike most other countries with potential gold medal-winning riders, South Africa does not have an Olympic-spec BMX supercross track on which Nhlapo can hone his skills and sharpen his race strategy. “I understand that it would be pretty expensive,” he says, “but I also think there is a lot more we could do in this country. I can’t worry too much about that, though – it’s outside my control. At the end of the day it’s up to Cycling South Africa and the national Olympic committee. They do obviously have other Olympic priorities. On the other hand, along with mountain biking, BMX is the only other realistic Olympic cycling medal the SA team could win.” It’s for this reason Nhlapo spends up to eight months each year outside the country, splitting his time between the US and Europe

It’s not been easy for Nhlapo to find an Olympic-standard track for practice sessions

in order to practice and compete on top-level tracks. At the moment he’s in the UK trying to get some time on London’s Olympic Park track. Getting precious practise time overseas is difficult. Those countries with cycling federations who can afford to build Olympic-spec tracks have been more than a little reluctant to let top riders from other nations practise on their facility. “I’ve spent most of my time in the US this year and they’ve been pretty sticky about allowing any outsiders to use their track. In fact, when their team is training there, it’s a total blackout and no one’s allowed near the track.” www.skizo105.com

HARD & FAST

Top performers and winning ways from around the globe

Katherine Reutter led Team USA to second at short track speed skating’s world cup in Shanghai, with solo 1000m gold and 1500m silver, and 3000m relay silver.

With victory at the Dubai Masters, Alexis Thompson (USA) became the youngest pro winnner on the Ladies European Tour, aged just 16 years, 311 days.

Brazilian soccer tyro Neymar won FIFA’s Puskás Award for the best goal of 2011 – a truly sensational run and strike – beating Wayne Rooney and Lionel Messi in an online vote.

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CARVE MEASURES

Why do snowboarders seem to be able to float on fresh snow? A ’boarder and a boffin tell all

THE EQUATION “It’s no surprise snowboarders equate riding deep powder to gliding,” says Professor Thomas Schrefl of the University of Applied Sciences in St Pölten and the University of Sheffield. “Indeed, it’s the air between the snow crystals that contributes substantially to support the weight of the snowboarder. However, you have to maintain a steady high speed to carry on moving across the snow. “The key for the development of an ‘air cushion’ is the short contact time between the board and the snow. Let’s assume that the snowboarder has a velocity of 15m per second on a board of length L = 1.5m. Contact time between board and snow, t = L/v, here gives us 0.1 seconds only. “During this time, the snow is compressed by the weight of the board and the snowboarder and, as a consequence, the pressure of the air in the snow is increased, resulting in an upward force, F, when the air is trapped below the board for a short time. Experiments show that it takes about 0.5 seconds for the air to be pushed out from the snow. When the contact time is shorter, the air pressure remains high and can contribute up to 50 per cent of the total lift force. Three factors influence the strength of the lift force: the consistency of the snow, the aspect ratio of the board (the ratio of its width to its length) and something we can term ‘compression ratio’. “Firstly, for consistency of snow, we can apply h²/K, where h is the thickness of the layer of powder, and K is a measure of its permeability. The latter depends on the density, , and the diameter, D, of the snow crystals. “Secondly, from the equations we see that snow with smaller crystals has a higher lift force. The wider the board, the longer it takes for the air to be pushed out, therefore lift force increases with the square of the aspect ratio, W/L. “Thirdly, lift force increases with the ratio of the compaction, h2/h1, where h1 is the layer thickness at the trailing edge, and h2 is the layer thickness at the leading edge.” You can follow Marie-France Roy down the slopes at: twitter.com/mariefranceroy

WORDS: RUTH MORGAN, THOMAS SCHREFL. PHOTOGRAPHY: TONY HARRINGTON/RED BULL CONTENT POOL. ILLUSTRATION: MANDY FISCHER

THE ELATION “Riding through powder is like surfing,” says Canadian professional snowboarder Marie-France Roy. “You glide through, carve your way down. Speed is key, so the steeper the face, the easier it is to get through the snow, as gravity gives you a helpful pull. It’s a learning process; you get a feel for it. People who have never ridden in powder get stuck all day long at first, mainly because they don’t put their weight on their back foot. Even if you have speed, with your weight centred on the board the nose is going to dig under and get you stuck. With the weight on your tail, the nose will stay just above the snow and you’ll glide. It’s one of the best aspects of snowboarding, by far.”

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Powder buff: snowboard pro Marie-France Roy knows how to angle her board for speed

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GRAMMY AWARDS

Which of these is true: a) Diana Ross is yet to win a Grammy b) Andy Williams is not as smooth as you think c) a Grammy is made of grammium? Answers below!

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Georg Solti leads the all-time Grammy record table with 31 wins. The Anglo-Hungarian conductor received his first award at the first-ever ceremony in 1959 and his last, in 1996, was a lifetime achievement gong. After Solti comes Quincy Jones and Alison Krauss, with 27 and 26 Grammys respectively. Classical pianist Vladimir Horowitz and French composer Pierre Boulez have 25 each, and joint fifth, alongside U2 with 22, is Stevie Wonder. In 1977, Wonder appeared at the Grammys via satellite from Nigeria. Presenter Andy Williams asked, “Stevie, can you see us now?” Oh, Andy!

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Diana Ross, Queen, Bob Marley, The Kinks: just some of the major artists and bands never to have won a Grammy. But only one group has ever had to give theirs back: Milli Vanilli. They won the award for Best New Artist of 1989, but in November 1990 it was revealed that the German duo couldn’t sing at all and were just lip-synching to other vocals. Milli Vanilli didn’t just have their prize revoked; a US court ruled that everyone who bought their albums should receive compensation.

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At the first Grammys in 1959, awards were made in 22 categories. Last year, it was 109, from Best Polka Album to Best Radio Drama. The Recording Academy decided that was too many and cut the list down to 78 categories. Carlos Santana is not happy: “You can’t eliminate black gospel or Hawaiian music or American Indian music or Latin jazz music, because all this music represents what [the] United States is: a social experiment.” FYI: his 1999 album Supernatural won a record nine Grammys. Milli Vanilli

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John Billings, of Ridgway, Colorado, is known as The Grammy Man. The 63-year-old has been making the Grammy trophies by hand in his workshop for over 30 years. Billings takes 15 hours to make each gramophoneshaped award; casting the zinc alloy he calls grammium, gold plating it and engraving it. Every year he delivers the awards, weighing 1.92kg each, to Los Angeles, but only after the awards ceremony, once the winners have been declared. Dummy trophies are used at the show.

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Heavy metal bands have blitzed concert halls and sales charts since the late 1960s, but the Grammy for Best Hard Rock/Metal Performance was only introduced in 1989. Metallica seemed assured of victory for their now classic album …And Justice For All, but old flute-playing rockers Jethro Tull won instead for their album Crest Of A Knave. The announcement received barely polite applause and boos; Tull, perhaps thinking the same as everyone else, weren’t at the ceremony. Metallica have since won nine Grammys.

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The 54th Grammy Awards, February 12, Staples Center, Los Angeles, California: www.grammy.com

WORDS: FLORIAN OBKIRCHER. PHOTOGRAPHY: PICTUREDESK.COM (1), CORBIS (4), GETTY IMAGES (1)

The National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences in the USA has been honouring its members in Oscars-like fashion since 1959 (30 years after the first Oscars). The trophy was to be an Eddie, in honour of Thomas Edison, but it was named the Gramophone Award, shortened to Grammy. The first ceremony was held in Los Angeles on May 4 in 1959, and in 1971 the awards were shown live on US TV for the first time. In 2011, 26.6 million viewers tuned in – the most in a decade.

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What lies beneath Kenneth Schnell at the bottom of a shaft, at a shaft-to-tunnel transition of the Manhattan Section of New York City Water Tunnel No. 3, June 2008. Says photographer Gina LeVay: â&#x20AC;&#x153;I enjoyed a seven-year collaboration with these men. It was extraordinary.â&#x20AC;?

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o take pictures of New York’s Sandhogs, the underground workforce mining the city’s tunnels, Gina LeVay turned up without her camera. “The first few times I just wanted to explain what I was intending to do,” she says. “And they would say, ‘But news photographers just go down one time, take a picture and leave.” During the four months it took for LeVay to get the permits and permissions for trips into the tunnel – the Manhattan section of NYC’s Water Tunnel No.3, part of a $6bn, 95km construction connecting the city to its upstate water supply – she gradually won the respect of the Sandhogs at their surface work site. At the end of December 2003, she made the downward journey for the first time. What she set out to find was a subject for her MFA thesis; what she got was a seven-year collaboration. “From 2003 to 2006, I went down there a couple of times a month, for two-four hours at a time.” There was a large installation of LeVay’s work at Grand Central Station (“I wanted people in their everyday traffic to stop and realise more how things are interconnected, to see the body of the city in multiple layers”) and also a book, Sandhogs. “They respected my ideas and work ethic, and really valued the fact that I was determined, because they are too.”

below and above Jason McCormick and Eammon Greenan, jackleg drilling into bedrock of north tunnel, October 2005. Facing page, from top: Pete Reynolds, Safety Chief, walking to the cage lift at dawn, September 2004. John Wademan, third generation hog, at the door of a concreting form, September 2007

heavy price to pay Andy Hickey and Jim and Eammon Oâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;Donnell hoist a 20-tonne locomotive to the surface, December 2006. Sandhogsâ&#x20AC;&#x2122; work is hard and not without danger. Ground was struck on New York City Water Tunnel No. 3 in 1970, and it will not be completed until 2020. To date, 23 construction workers have died on the project

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on- and off-site Clockwise from top left: Neil Hickey, Patrick Donovan, Mickey Jiminez, Joe Picozzi; Hickey and Jiminez in the studio, the others in situ. “I had an idea for the Sandhogs to emerge from the tunnel and come straight to a studio after a shift,” says Gina LaVey, “so I could capture the details of the muck and their clothes. I thought I’d get maybe five, but there were 30 waiting for me. So I was walking through Manhattan with 30 dirty Sandhogs, and I called my assistant at the studio and said: “Listen, we’re going to need a whole lot more beer.” 43

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the unforgiving Lower and upper tunnel, Croton Filtration Plant, Van Cortlandt Park, Bronx, October 2008. “There are 80 different ways, every 5ft, to get either killed, squished, or ripped apart,” says Sandhog Kevin Tucker. “It’s dangerous and you will get hurt. You have to have eyes in the back of your head.” 45

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depth charge Left: Neil Hickey and Ralph Huggler wiring fully loaded rock face for blast, January 2007. Above: Looking up the shaft from 245m underground, November 2006. Facing page, clockwise from top left: Brian Thorne, Kerwin A Antoine, John Hammer, Dennis O’Neill Legend has it that when Moses parted the Red Sea, there were a couple of Sandhogs there. The Sandhogs who worked on the Manhattan section of Water Tunnel No. 3 (which is now complete; its auxiliary power and other cables and piping are due to be ready next year, and the entire project is scheduled to be up and running in 2020) are now working on the East Side Access project. By 2016, it will bring the Long Island Rail Road into a new concourse being built underneath Grand Central Station. After a two-year gap, Gina LaVey is back photographing them. “This job is perhaps even more challenging for the Sandhogs,” she says, “because they have to mine underneath the skyscrapers: they’re working around every grid under New York City.” www.ginalevay.com

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SCOT Aged 27, gerarD BUtLer had never acted and was bottoming out at the bottom of a bottle. Now he’s a ﬁxture on Hollywood’s A-list, be it action, romcom, animation or Shakespeare. He’s also a leading man in the gossip columns. Time for the truth to out

“Without a doubt the coolest, most exhilarating, most brilliant thing i have ever done was play for Celtic, in a match for their charity fund against manchester United last summer”, says gerard Butler. “there i was on the Celtic park pitch, in the green-and-white hoops, playing with [former Celtic striker] henrik Larsson and [current Celtic manager] Neil Lennon tackling the likes of roy Keane, teddy sheringham and Dwight yorke. it’s the highlight of my whole career so far.” this from the man currently the most bankable British actor in hollywood, who, for his forthcoming movie, Playing The Field, locks lips with Catherine Zeta-Jones, Jessica Biel and Uma thurman, but then the 42 year-old scot isn’t the man you think he is. For starters, during that football match in glasgow in august 2011, a star-studded testimonial match for former Celtic defender John Kennedy, Butler played the first two-thirds of the match, and absolutely looked the part alongside the former professionals and soccer-loving celebs. he exited the pitch to a standing ovation. “Luckily, for the last movie i’d shot, Playing The Field, i played a soccer-player-turned-school-coach who gets involved with his players’ mums,” says Butler, looking match-fit in a suite at the soho hotel, London. “so i got in shape: played a lot of soccer, did a lot of surfing, hiking, running and cycling, and i was ready for the game, which was very handy indeed because i’ve supported Celtic all my life.” Dressed in a black polo shirt, combat trousers and big, black army-style boots, his tousled curly, slightly greying hair is shoulder length and matches a scruffy 48

beard. he is jovial, refreshingly open, totally self-effacing, and very, very funny. it’s not quite the uniform or the demeanour of an actor whose box-office hit-rate is currently higher than oscarwinner Colin Firth and Daniel Craig, whose record beyond Bond is patchy at best. there are rumours of Butler, now based where the work is, in Los angeles, commanding eight-figure salaries. yet he remains down-to-earth despite hollywood and all its foibles. “Well, we scots are very grounded, and have good manners, and if i start getting too big for my boots, there’s plenty of friends and family in scotland who’ll sort me out,” he says, with a smile. “i love what i do and think i’m pretty good at it, so i have nothing to prove, i don’t have a chip on my shoulder and don’t need to put on any airs and graces. But all in all, i think it’s just part of being scottish, because you can’t get carried away with any of that conceited ego rubbish up there because it don’t bloody work!” at this he takes a swig of water and has a good chuckle, his shoulders bobbing like fishing floats. “a good example for you. i saw an old pal of mine in glasgow recently, and he’d had quite a skinful and had hardly a leg under him. so he gives me a hug and says, ‘you know gerry, through all the success and the fame and the adulation, you’re still the same as you always were.’ so there was i was thinking, ‘Wow that was nice of him,’ and then he said, ‘aye big man, you’re still a total dickhead!’ Brilliant! you don’t get much of that in La.” of late, Butler has had to pull up every inch of his Caledonian resilience for the film Machine Gun Preacher. Directed by marc Foster, responsible

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“I’m having the time of my life, but there isn’t a single rumour about me that’s true”

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“I went from a 16-year-old grasping life to a 22-year-old who didn’t care if he died” for Quantum Of Solace and the forthcoming zombie action film World War Z with Brad pitt, partly shot in glasgow, Butler delivers his finest performance to date in a film based on a memoir written by sam Childers. Butler plays Childers, a former drug addict and motorcycle gang member who was born again and became a preacher after he was almost killed in a gun battle. Childers ends up working as a missionary in what is now south sudan, helping civil war victims and witnessing atrocities carried out by the self-proclaimed messianic mystic Joseph Kony and his renegade Lord’s resistance army (Lra). the Lra roams the bush, massacring adults and kidnapping their orphaned kids for use as soldiers or sex slaves – some 66,000 children are said to have suffered this fate. Childers builds an orphanage and fights fire with fire, ambushing the Lra in armed raids to rescue the children. a milestone role for Butler, and one which led him to empathise greatly with the gun-toting clergyman. “in the course of my research i had to watch videos, like one of a six-month-old baby being hacked to death still hanging on his mother’s back in a knapsack,” he says, coughing awkwardly as his eyes well up with tears. “there is no political agenda with these bastards: it is all about killing and hacking people to bits with machetes. so bloody scary. you can understand wanting to go and kill every last one of those murderers, but then you realise that a lot of those doing the worst of the killing are the very kids who have been kidnapped, indoctrinated and turned into monsters by the Lra. some of them are as young as nine. Just kids man… it’s heartbreaking.” the film begins with a scene of a young boy forced to kill his own mother. Foul and incredible as it might appear, this is a common ploy of the Lra as, once the child commits this unthinkable act of violence, he has nowhere to go both physically and emotionally and thus any subsequent horrors he might commit in future pale in comparison. Butler found this difficult to comprehend. “Confused and ashamed, the boy’s only family becomes the bastards who made him do it, who’ve condoned the act and keep his secret,” says Butler. “it is sick. there are no rules over there. it really is off the hook. it was hard for me to grasp the reality of this situation. i don’t think there is a situation like this anywhere in the world. it is very different from everywhere else. these people kill for killing’s sake.” once Butler got his head around this appalling actuality, he then had to portray Childers having spent time with the man himself, in his dual roles as the film’s star and one of its executive producers. rendering a living, breathing character – one as dynamic as Childers – is no stroll in the park. 50

“i spent a month with sam on the road with this movie and he’s as tough as they come,” says Butler. “sam Childers was a lost soul – a biker, a junkie, a shotgun-toting criminal – but when i first read the script, i thought, ‘this can’t be true. No way.’ But as i later discovered, we’ve only scratched the surface with the film. there’s this multi-layered psychosis going on inside sam. he’s a raging contradiction who wasn’t that convinced about being portrayed in a film. he was both suspicious and a little impressed that hollywood would make this film about him. so i wasn’t sure if i could do it, because i knew it would be mentally gruelling, really hard work, but they are the roles i prefer.” No stranger to hard graft, Butler was born on November 13 1969, in paisley, an outer suburb 20km west of glasgow. his father edward was a bookmaker and something of a wide boy; his mother margaret was a housewife. When Butler was six months old, the family, including older brother Brian and older sister Lynn, moved to montreal, Canada, whereupon his parents’ marriage fell apart. margaret returned to scotland with the children. “my mother was everything to me,” says Butler, “because she was both my mum and my dad and gave us everything she had in every way. i wouldn’t be here talking to you if it wasn’t for her.” Butler went on to excel at school, becoming head boy at his high school in paisley. in 1985, after 14 years absent, Butler’s father returned and the pair made up for lost time. six years later, when Butler graduated with a law degree from glasgow University, his father died from cancer. Butler upped and left for the Us on a 12-month mission defined only by its rampant hedonism: “i had gone from a 16-year-old who couldn’t wait to grasp life, to a 22-year-old who didn’t care if he died in his sleep.” he returned to scotland and took up a position as a trainee civil lawyer in an edinburgh law firm, but was soon making more of an impression with his antics as a party animal. Just seven days before he was due to qualify as a lawyer, he was given the sack. “i used to drink until i couldn’t remember anything,” he recalls. “i was just mad for it and on a death wish. it was madness. and then i blew it with the job. i was totally destroyed.” Butler’s answer to this problem was to move to London, where he rekindled an old flame who had become a casting director. she got him an audition in a production of shakespeare’s Coriolanus, directed by steven Berkoff, and he got the part. he was 27. “i hadn’t had any training as an actor but had lived a life and experienced a lot emotionally and otherwise,” he says. “Which can be just as valuable. it certainly didn’t do sean Connery any harm.”

HIGHLAND FLYERS Five Scots at Hollywood’s top table with Gerard Butler

EWAN McGREGOR

Only 14 months younger than Butler, but with a further decade of experience as a leading man, McGregor is entering the middle phase of a glittering career that began so spectacularly with Trainspotting in 1996. Has four films on the slate for 2012, including Haywire and The Impossible

KELLY MACDONALD

Big splash debut in Trainspotting (see above), then 10 years as ‘Oh look, the girl from Trainspotting’ until a top turn in No Country For Old Men in 2007 reminded all how good she is. Currently starring in HBO’s Boardwalk Empire; is lead voice in Brave, the new Pixar film, out in June

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KEVIN MACDONALD

Directed The Last King Of Scotland, The Eagle and Touching The Void. Won Oscar for Munich Olympics doc One Day In September. Grandad was Brit film legend Emeric Pressburger

CRAIG FERGUSON

David Letterman has Late Show; this one-time actor and comic has followed it with The Late Late Show for seven years, during which time all Hollywood’s finest have pulled up a pew

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Who he? Well, with 11 technical Oscars, for designing film and video camera lenses, only Walt Disney and production designer Cedric Gibbons have more Academy Awards than Professor Neil

then, in the same way Connery did, Butler moved from the theatre into small parts in films and television, but he needed more. in 2001, after five years of acting, he bit the bullet, moved to Los angeles and put a stop to his hard-living ways. “one or two drinks was never enough for me. i was a foot-on-the-floor-all-the-way drinker, so it had to go. i don’t miss it. Now it’s as if i never had a drink in my life. at one point, i could never have conceived going out and not drinking but, as time goes on, you lose the urge and the insecurity that often makes people drink in the first place.” minus the booze, things started looking up career-wise. a role as attila the hun in a tV miniseries was followed by the romantic lead alongside angelina Jolie in Lara Croft Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life in 2003. the following year he starred in the British film Dear Frankie, alongside emily mortimer, and in Joel schumacher’s version of The Phantom Of The Opera, having beaten Nicolas Cage and John travolta to the ghostly title role. But it wasn’t until 2007, when he appeared as King Leonidas of sparta in the hit action movie 300, his face and abs straining on the film’s poster, that he became a leading man of choice in hollywood. “a good analogy that i always use is that up until then, i was like this train that was chugging very slowly to the top of a big hill,” says Butler. “But as soon as i did 300, i was over that hill and my career gained its own impetus.” For the crime film RocknRolla (2008), director guy ritchie cast Butler in the lead as one two, a charismatic wide boy villain who desperately wants to be a businessman. “this was one part i knew i could do,” he says, perhaps referring to his own career turnaround and his father’s liveby-your-wits outlook. “i knew this man inside out.” Undeniably, Butler occupies one of the oldest positions in hollywood – the hard man with the soft centre – but with him it seems to be no act. he is part proper man who takes no crap, and part introspective soul-searcher looking for the greater good in himself and others, morally and creatively. accordingly he has flexed other actorly muscles apart from his biceps (and his vocal cords in Phantom). he has notched up several romcoms, such as PS I Love You, opposite double oscar-winner, hilary swank, The Ugly Truth alongside Katherine heigl and The Bounty Hunter with Jennifer aniston. “you have to have a go, don’t you?” he says. “Nothing ventured, and all that. i could have stuck with being mr action guy. But i did a kids’ movie, Nim’s Island, then a bunch of romantic comedies and Law Abiding Citizen, a taut thriller about a serial killer, with Jamie Foxx. the way i was thinking was,

‘oK, i’m doing pretty well in action movies, so let me see how high i can go in drama or romantic comedy.’” Last December, his latest action role almost proved his undoing. Filming surf movie Of Men And Mavericks in California, he was pulled under the water by two 30ft waves. the leash attaching him to his surfboard broke and he struggled beneath the surface for about a minute. “they couldn’t get to me,” he later told a UK tV chat show, visibly moved. “i was in a very dangerous position.” it’s a far cry from his usual worries, such as which famous beauty, be it aniston, Cameron Diaz, Naomi Campbell and model sarah Carroll, the gossip columns will put him together with. “i am a single successful scottish actor in a city full of beautiful women,” he says, with a grin. “and i will admit to having the time of my life, but i would say, though, that there literally hasn’t been a single rumour about me in the past three years that was true. i’m very well behaved these days as a lot of the naughty stuff was when i was drinking.” to be in demand professionally as well as personally is no bad thing. so, gerard Butler, how does it feel to be hollywood’s hottest British actor? “Well,” he says, after a laugh, “i’m not sure if i am, but – and this is the lawyer in me talking – for the sake of argument, let’s just suppose for one moment that it is the case and if so i’d say it feels pretty bloody wonderful. to be honest, it’s the actual work i find really rewarding and i feel really blessed to be able to do it. all i want now is to be very good at my job.” With his most recent big screen role, Butler’s career comes full circle. he stars alongside ralph Fiennes in Coriolanus, Fiennes’ directorial debut and a modernisation of the play in which Butler got his lucky break as an actor. “Coriolanus was my first professional gig, but i only had about six or seven lines. Cut to a few years later, there’s a script on my desk and my agent says that ralph’s called a bunch of times and really wants me for this role. i just thought, ‘oh my god.’ Coming back to do the movie as tullus aufidius, arch-enemy of Coriolanus, was huge for me. “Before we shot it, i did a voice-over for How To Train Your Dragon, which could not have been more different. every time i do a film, i say i don’t know if i can do it, but i seem to do it anyway because i have to keep challenging myself. you see, i’ve experienced quite a lot of life before i was an actor, and i’ve experienced a lot of life as an actor. to me it’s a job and, like anyone else in any other job, i have to keep testing and pushing myself to make it interesting.” Coriolanus is on general release now. Playing The Field is released in cinemas later this spring. Machine Gun Preacher is released on DVD in March. www.machinegunpreacher.org

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A bunch of women going street racing in Palestine shatters a million cultural mores. But convention be damned â&#x20AC;&#x201C; these self-styled Speed Sisters are doing it for themselves Words: Ruth Morgan Photography: Taz Darling 53

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he quiet of a Saturday night in Bethlehem, Palestine, is broken at 10 to midnight by the screech of wheels on tarmac. Betty Saadeh is speeding past the ancient Church of the Nativity in her red Golf GTI, perfectly manicured nails tipped with silver glitter gripping the wheel, a pair of 6in heels at the pedals. She’s wearing a figure-hugging black dress and has spent the afternoon in the salon having extensions added to her blonde hair: tonight she’s celebrating. The 32-year-old Christian mother of two became – officially – the fastest woman on the West Bank yesterday when she won the women’s championship in Palestine’s speed test series, driving the same Golf she’s now parking up in the city centre. It, too, has undergone a transformation. This morning it was still a shell, metal innards exposed as the interior was stripped of all but its bucket racing seat. But Betty’s mechanic, Maher, restored it to normality this afternoon and now the only signs of yesterday’s action are the remains of the racing stickers that covered the exterior. One on the passenger window displays, in large orange letters, the name of Palestine’s first and only female race team: the Speed Sisters. Betty’s with team-mate Noor Daoud, a striking, sports-obsessed 22-year-old who drives a blackedout BMW, and as the pair enter a nightclub in the basement of the grand Jacir Palace Hotel they turn heads. “Did you see the article in the paper today?” Betty shouts over her shoulder to Noor, her words almost lost to the US hiphop blaring from the speakers. “It said, ‘Betty: Queen of cars!’ My mechanic told me the guys were all watching my laps asking, ‘Did she beat us? Did she beat us?’” “You beat so many guys!” Noor shouts back with a grin as she signals to the barman. The women are two members of a six-strong team changing the 54

face of motorsport in traditionally conservative Palestine. They compete on an equal level with men at races held around the West Bank, in front of thousands, shredding stereotypes in their tyre tracks. With both Christian and Muslim members and an age range of 20 to 35, the Speed Sisters are a group of women united by a hunger to race. In the land-locked Palestinian territories where space is at a premium and there’s an absence of long stretches of checkpoint-free road, racers have to find suitable areas where they can – a disused helipad in Bethlehem, a closed marketplace in Jenin – to compete in speed tests on obstacle courses. But as Noor and Betty take to the dancefloor, drinks in jewelleryclad hands, there’s no hint of the world of oil, sweat and blisters they occupied only yesterday. At dusk on Thursday in the ancient eastern town of Jericho, the roar of engines and metallic stench of petrol filter down towards the town centre from a hilltop car park that’s become a temporary home for Palestine’s community of racers. It’s the evening before the final race of the season, and all the 55 cars taking part need to be checked and registered. Groups of men stand chatting and smoking, grunting appreciatively at an array of makes and models, since any is eligible to compete, enjoying the opportunity to exchange stories and check out the competition. The Jericho Cable Car next door links the town to biblical site The Mount of Temptation, and drivers of tour buses use their horns to negotiate an exit with the queue of race cars still trying to get in. Bemused bus-trippers look on, powerless. Betty and Noor enter the melee, dressed in jeans and trainers, their hair tied back, giving two kisses of welcome to some of the male racers as they make their way to the makeshift registration office accompanied by Betty’s family. She comes from good racing stock. Her brother George is the speed test champion of 2009 and will also be competing tomorrow. Their father Jalil is a former rally champion in his native Mexico. It put Betty in the unusual position of being persuaded by her parents to race. “I used to

NEED FOR SPEED Main picture: Betty works as an administration assistant at the Mexican Mission in the city of Ramallah, where she lives in a flat she shares with two other female professionals. But her weekends belong to motorsport. She has a growing number of fans who travel to speed tests to watch her race. “When I go on they cheer,” she says. “It’s fun, it’s a nice feeling. We get a lot of support – almost more than the boys.” Bottom right: Speed Sister Noor Daoud tops up the water levels in the overheating engine of her black BMW at the final race of the season in Jericho, as motorsport fans look on

say, ‘But Mum, it’s all boys!’” she laughs. “But when I tried it, I discovered this adrenalin inside me like my father and brother. Back then, there were just three girls racing and at first even some of the guys I’m greeting now used to laugh at us. Then when we started beating them they got mad, but now it’s better as they are used to us. Most tell me, ‘Mahbrook!’ Congratulations!” But not all Speed Sisters have found it so easy. Marah Zahalka, 20, a business student from the conservative town of Jenin, is one of the youngest members, the reigning women’s champion and a petrolhead who started driving aged 10, when she’d stack pillows

on the driving seat of her mother’s Volkswagen Golf and disappear off into the neighbourhood. These days she still races her mother’s car, but this time with her permission. Marah’s parents, her mother, a driving instructor, and her father, a dental technician, have supported their daughter throughout her short racing career, with her father even working longer hours to help pay for it. But her conservative relatives weren’t so easily convinced. “When my aunts and uncles found out I was racing, they thought I was just showing off for a group of guys,” she says, leaning against the car park wall. “They were so upset they stopped talking to me and my family.” Marah continued 55

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RIGHT ON TRACK Clockwise from top left: Betty burns rubber with a pre-lap doughnut; Palestinian flags adorn the start /finish arch; a young fan catches the action from a raised viewing platform; Hadeel puts her mechanical engineering lessons to good use; one of the souped-up race cars competing in Jericho; Betty and Noor commit the course to memory before racing begins; one of the male racers tackles the obstacleladen track; Noor captivates the crowd; Noor’s bedroom is a shrine to her motorsport success

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to race regardless, proving to be one of the top women drivers in the country, not only beating the other women, but finishing in the top 10 overall. Now she’s proven herself, they’re starting to come around. “Now they see it as a sport they have started to change their minds,” she says, “but it’s hard.” Changing these sorts of attitudes is one of the reasons the Speed Sisters team officially came into being in 2010, when an employee of the British Consulate General in Jerusalem heard about the small number of women racing and decided to help. The Consulate brought out British race driving trainers and donated helmets, race suits, an old BMW for practice, and came up with the all-important name to give the girls a stronger identity, which would also, they hoped, attract more sponsors. Motorsport is expensive the world over and Palestine is no exception. Just one set of race tyres costs well over €1,200, and finding funding here is no mean feat. All the Speed Sisters rely on help from their families in addition to every spare shekel from their wages to keep them in competition. For Marah and fellow Speed Sister Mona Ennab, 25, a self-professed tomboy who stands next to her wearing an oversized jumper, the cost of fixing their damaged cars has proved too high to race tomorrow. They have still travelled from their West Bank hometowns to Jericho to cheer on the team from the sidelines and celebrate the end of the season, but Marah’s hopes of defending her title have been dashed. Despite their disappointment, evidence of the positive effect the team is having is close by. On the other side of the car park a smartly dressed slip of a girl is clutching a clipboard to her chest and trotting to keep up with a team of middleaged officials in dirty overalls who are doing the rounds of inspection. Hadeel Jaradat is a 20-year-old mechanical engineering student and the Speed Sisters’ latest recruit – despite the fact she can’t drive. Her chess-expert father has finally given in and is giving her lessons. “My father says in chess always imagine your opponent is the most clever person in the world,” Hadeel laughed earlier, “and on the road 57

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always assume the other drivers are the most stupid!” For now Hadeel is learning on the job, eagerly helping the Motorsport Federation mechanics assess the race cars. She is one of only three girls in a year group of 300 studying mechanical engineering at the university in Ramallah, despite her parents begging her to choose a more ‘suitable’ career for a woman, her mother lamenting that the underside of a car is no place for a lady. But Hadeel remained steadfast and couldn’t believe her good fortune when she discovered the Speed Sisters. “That helped my parents to see that mechanical engineering can have a future in Palestine for a woman,” she says. “I can be here learning and checking the cars before the races. Seeing these women race also gave me a big boost in self-esteem. I want to be racing with them by March.” When Hadeel finishes registering the last cars, night has set in and thoughts turn to the race tomorrow. As a queue forms to leave, the mass exodus of soupedup racers can be heard for miles as they burn their way back to town. Race day in Palestine starts early. The sun has barely made it over the distant Jordanian mountains overlooking Jericho when the first racers start doing doughnuts on the scrubland behind the large concreted area that will host the competition. It lies on the eastern border of the Palestinian territories, overlooked by a fortified Israeli checkpoint which contains a single guard, who is observing the preparations from his tower. The speed test series is a great source of pride for Palestinians, since there is no Israeli equivalent. “They would love to come and race here,” says a Federation official known as Monty, as he looks up to the blue and white flag visible above the trees. “But the way things are that’s just not going to happen.” The first spectators have arrived, buying grilled corn-onthe-cobs from vending stalls that must have been set up in the dark, some fans already clambering onto the corrugated roofs of the shelters surrounding the course to bag the best view. On the spectator side of 58

a start/finish arch draped in Palestinian flags is the makeshift VIP area, where pictures of Yasser Arafat and Prime Minister Mahmoud Abbas hang behind rows of white plastic chairs. Palestinian security police dressed in blue and black camo uniforms stand in groups chatting, waiting like everyone else for the action to begin. As the crowd gathers, Betty, wearing a red racesuit, walks the course with her brother George, familiarising herself with the route around the cone slaloms and tyre corridors before racing begins, clutching an official course map drawn in blue and orange felt-tip pen. Noor is crouched next to her black BMW behind the course, with her black-and-yellow racesuit rolled down to the waist, carefully attaching a number 53 sticker as rapt kids look on. The interior has been reduced to an industriallooking shell, its insides stripped out to save weight. Noor’s mother, who runs a designer clothing boutique in Ramallah where Noor works, gave her the car. It’s the same one she used to strap Noor into as an eight-year-old girl, a time when neither of them

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could have imagined where it would end up. “Yeah she was a bit shocked when she first saw it,” Noor says in husky tones, “but she just wants me to be happy.” Noor, a natural-born sportswoman who has competed professionally in boxing, tennis and soccer, began drift racing on the streets of Ramallah in 2008 and was spotted by the head of the Motorsport Federation, Khaled Qadura. Thanks to the American passport she inherited from her estranged father, she has also recently been selected to drive in the new Formula Two series in Israel after beating more than 7,000 people to one of the 10 places available. “I’ve loved cars since I was young,” she says, her brown eyes squinting against the sun. “Someone once asked me, ‘What do you prefer? Car racing or sex?’ And I said car racing without hesitation. It’s a beautiful thing. When the car gives me power, I control it, I’m the master. There’s no other adrenalin rush like it. When I go to Israel it will be a completely different sort of racing, but I’m going to be

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good. I’m going to show the world what Palestinians are capable of.” At 9am racing gets under way. The Speed Sisters watch from their own designated area now, complete with 34-year-old team manager and sixth team member Maysoon Jayyusi who has just arrived from her boutique in Ramallah, bringing with her yellow-branded Speed Sisters T-shirts and caps, and a large banner bearing their logo. An almost exclusively male crowd, three bodies deep, lines all sides of the course. Kids stand on bins to get a better view as men hold their phones outstretched to record the action. Loud Arabic pop music blares out of portable speakers as a quiffed announcer introduces each driver in turn, before they force their cars tightly around the obstacles with screeches of protest from the tyres, engulfing a seemingly grateful crowd in thick smoke. Each driver has two runs before the top 10 fastest go for a third time to decide the winner. Though all cars are in competition, they’re

also divided into five power classes, and Betty’s first run is a tidy 1:59s for her GTI. Noor is not so lucky, taking a wrong turn right at the end of her run classed as a ‘wrong road’. Her car is also overheating. “I’m going to really go for it next time,” she says, standing by her steaming vehicle afterwards. “And if it burns, let it burn!” The Speed Sisters have inspired another woman to come and race with them today. Sahar Jawabrah, a 44-year-old schoolteacher, saw footage of the Speed Sisters on television and wanted to have a go herself. She now occasionally turns up to tests, the only woman ever to have raced wearing the hijab. This is her fourth appearance and, as before, she has turned up alone. She completes a slow-butrespectable lap and drives off the course smiling, hiding her face with embarrassment as the crowds cheer through her windows. “My family don’t like this sort of thing,” she says after her run. “But I love it as it’s a kind of freedom. I saw the

SISTER ACT Above: Saadeh helps her mechanic Maher transform her car from race machine to city ride. Left: Daoud takes matters into her own hands at the salon above her mother’s clothes boutique in Ramallah. After a tough race the day before, she’s ready for a night out on the town to celebrate Saadeh’s championship win.

Speed Sisters doing it and thought, ‘If them, why not me?’” Noor starts her second run with a doughnut spin that draws huge cheers from the crowd, a grin visible on her lips through the smoke, but her overheated car has to be wrestled around the course and she won’t be the one woman to progress to the top 10. That honour is for Betty, who produces an even quicker run to secure her place among the men. She now poses for pictures with male fans in the break before the shoot-out, as the announcer comes in search of reigning women’s champion Marah to ask her to explain why she’s not competing. Sitting on the floor in front of the safety rail, she shyly takes the mic and explains her car trouble to the 1,500-strong crowd. They give her a consolatory cheer as she smiles with embarrassment, pleased, nonetheless, her absence has been acknowledged. When the final phase of the day’s racing gets under way it’s almost 6pm and the cheers are at their loudest. Betty increases the volume with a doughnut spin as she pulls up to the start, the Black Eyed Peas’ Boom Boom Pow blaring out from the speakers. She weaves nimbly between the slalom cones, finishing a neat lap with her best time of the day, a 1:54.57. With the other, more powerful, modified cars of the remaining men also performing well, she doesn’t crack the top five, but she’s won the women’s championship and come top of her otherwise all-male GTI class. As the crowd swarms the course to congratulate the winners, Betty stands on her car bonnet under the start/finish arch, posing for the cameras and looking down at a sea of mobile phones as her team-mates look on. The Speed Sisters are at the end of another successful year, helping Palestinian motorsport’s popularity thrive. “The act of Palestinian women racing for me is so important,” says Marah from the sidelines. “It shows freedom. People think Palestinian women are held back, but actually here we are racing in a sport that is known as a man’s sport. Racing lets people know the Palestinian people can never be trapped in a hole. We go out and we race, just like any place in the world.” www.speedsisters.tv

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KABELO MABALANE “IF YOU DON’T CHANGE, YOU DIE” on Amapantsula Ajabulile, Kabelo’s first single off his latest Immortal Vol 1, it’s current kwaito superstar professor who sets the tone with his obscure durban stylings in the opening bars. that professor should introduce Kabelo on the latter’s own 120-plus beats-perminute track speaks volumes of the power dynamics at play in kwaito’s shell-shocked landscape. and it says even more of Kabelo’s quest for longevity. the bouncy, techy synth blast, laid down by producer Bruce sebitlo is not unlike any of the icy tracks populating professor’s phenomenally successful University Of Kalawa Jazmee or Big nuz’s certified banger Undisputed. more than anything, the track proves that kwaito’s born-again believer is as shrewd and pragmatic as ever. while murmurs of the genre’s death have been widely debated, what is indisputable is that kwaito moved to durban a long time ago, hiking up its tempo and turning everything into a call and response frenzy, with half-drunken threats and double entendres thrown in for added trippiness. it’s a paradigm shift that has been years in the making, perhaps one signposted by mandla mofokeng’s (aka spikiri) 2005 hit, Current, featuring the now omnipotent professor. it’s a shift Kabelo has watched with circumspection. “the music business, be it locally or internationally, is constantly evolving,” says Kabelo. “in the ’90s when groups like the Lost Boyz and outkast were coming out, hip-hop had a different sound. if you don’t change, you die. that’s just the nature of music. the dJ tira and Big nuz era is equivalent of our entrance as tKZee in 1996. the sound 60

Kabelo reckons his new album, which features the likes of Aka and Danny K, represents his best work

needed to go somewhere else and the public is liking how it has evolved.” as an album incongruous with the times, Kabelo says that tKZee’s first album, Take It Eezy, flopped as a result. “we had to research to find out what was happening on the ground first,” he recalls. “if you don’t, you’re dead in the water. so with current kwaito, if 125 bpm is where it is, then that’s where it is. it doesn’t mean the music is dead. it’s always about the song. Look at mandla spikiri’s Ngeke Balunge. it’s doing great, and it’s like a traditional kwaito beat.” as part of seminal kwaito crew tKZee, Kabelo helped produce albums like Halloween and Guz 2001 that showcased the group at its peak, melding kwaito’s booming basslines, playful bragging

and hip-hop influences into a sound they christened ‘guz’. it’s a formula Kabelo extended into a successful solo career spanning much of the ’90s. Immortal Vol. 1 is the artist’s attempt to chart new ground. the new album, his first since 2007’s I Am King (which sold only 20,000 copies compared to 75,000 shifted by previous outing, Exodus), features a wide range of collaborators from danny K to the parlotones, taking in rock, hip-hop and, of course, kwaito. he rates it as his best work: “i think people will be pleasantly surprised.” today, Kabelo’s drive has seen him successfully step out of kwaito’s pigeonhole and evade tKZee’s colossal shadow, speaking of his involvement in the successful trio as a “feather in his cap”. it is one of many he’s accumulated in a life that’s included running the comrades marathon six times, releasing seven solo albums, beating drug addiction, launching an anti-crime campaign, shout with danny K, and climbing the world’s highest peaks to raise money for drug rehabilitation initiative, mountain heights. Kabelo’s aim for the top has not been without its detractors. some can’t fathom how a bible school graduate can make songs for the street that glorify questionable aspects of the pantsula aesthetic. Unfazed, Kabelo dispenses this parting shot: “i know i will be judged by the hypocrites, but kwaito has given me the opportunity to inspire a lot of people. people love making judgements but The Bible says you have to figure out your own salvation with fear and trembling. it’s between you and god. in my life, there is actually an audience of one.” www.facebook.com/KabeloMabalane

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Kwaito innovator and TKZee founder member Kabelo ‘Bouga Luv’ Mabalane shares his thoughts on the genre’s new Durban address… and his own new album

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Husband and wife Richard and Elina Ussher team up, and excel, in the ultra-competitive world of multisport and adventure racing. But can domestic bliss and international athletic success really co-exist? Words: Robert Tighe Photography: Graeme Murray

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Married less than two years after meeting, Richard and Elina Ussher have made their home in Nelson, New Zealand, where their neighbours are also likely to be multisport athletes, thanks to the city’s climate and nearby hills and parks

here’s a white race singlet hanging on the back wall of richard and Elina Ussher’s garage. it’s the singlet richard wore when he won his second Coast to Coast, the unofficial multisport world championship. scribbled on the singlet in black marker is a note signed ‘sisu-Kissa’. “it says, ‘Well done, i love you,’ in Finnish,” Elina explains. And sisu-Kissa? “that’s Elina’s nickname,” says richard, smiling at his wife. Kissa is the Finnish word for cat while sisu has been described as “the word that explains Finland”. the literal translation is ‘having guts’ but it means much more than that. it was sisu that helped Finland resist repeated invasions by those pesky russians. reporting on the Winter War between the two countries in 1940, Time magazine defined sisu as “a compound of bravado and bravery, of ferocity and tenacity, of the ability to keep fighting after most people would have quit, and to fight with the will to win”. “you can go through anything when you have sisu,” says Elina. “you don’t give up too easy.” richard Ussher is from new Zealand, where there is something similar, the Maori term mana, “the stuff of which magic is formed”. sir Edmund hillary had mana. All Blacks captain richie McCaw has it. the Usshers have it, and it helps explain why they’re two of the most successful athletes in multisport, also known as adventure racing. Adventure racing is an endurance sport that combines different disciplines in race formats that vary from one-day sprints to 10-day expeditions. trail running, mountain biking, kayaking, navigation skills and rope work (abseiling or ascending) are common race elements; rickshaw relays, roller-skating, camel racing and canyoneering are some of the more unusual. it’s a sport where the ability to overcome adversity is more important than any other skill. take the red Bull Wulong Mountain Quest in China last year, for example. A four-day stage race over 230km, the prologue started with a frantic bunch sprint. Elina fell over and was trampled as she lay on the ground. At the end of the second day, richard puked behind the podium at prize giving. that night Elina picked up a vomiting bug and for the next 24 hours couldn’t keep any food down. And yet team Ussher battled the badness in their bellies to win the race. “Elina did a fantastic job of hanging tough,” says richard. “she just hates to lose.” And what makes richard tick? “he has lots of sisu,” says Elina.

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Elina Ussher does the hard yards at the 2011 Coast to Coast race in New Zealand and, right, Richard Ussher in the saddle at the 2007 race

elson is the sunshine capital of new Zealand and home to many of the country’s top multisporters, attracted by the climate and the superb training terrain in the nearby hills and national parks. the Usshers live in a modest bungalow at the top of a steep hill with sweeping views of nelson Airport and tasman Bay. From the outside there are no clues that one of the fittest married couples in the world live here. All the evidence is in the garage where the tools of their trade are neatly stored: bikes, kayaks, paddles and other miscellaneous sporting paraphernalia. in a cubbyhole off the garage is a rickety-looking wooden shelf, heaving with trophies. the couple bought the house at the end of 2005, just a few months after they got to know each other at an adventure race in south Africa. “richard was looking really good and

i knew he was interested in me because he was smiling at me really nicely,” explains Elina. “When i started in the sport, Elina was one of the top girls,” says richard. “A lot of the girls tend to look like guys, so Elina was a bit of a novelty. All the guys knew who she was.” Elina Mäki-rautila was a promising cross-country skier in her native Finland before entering her first adventure race in 2000. the race was organised by team nokia, one of the top-ranked teams in the world at the time. they were looking for a female to join their team and offered Elina a free trip to a race in Mexico. her skiing career was over. richard Ussher was a promising middle distance runner in high school in Wellington before watching the 1994 Winter olympics on tV. he swapped his running shoes for skis and four years later finished 25th in freestyle skiing 65

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(moguls) at the Winter olympics in nagano, Japan. not bad for a guy from new Zealand, a country with a dismal record at the Winter games; not good enough for a competitive animal like Ussher. “in many ways i didn’t feel like i belonged there,” he says. “it took me a long time to appreciate the experience.” he skied for one more season but quit the sport, frustrated at the lack of funding and coaching in new Zealand. Another serendipitous tV moment, this time it was footage of the Coast to Coast, inspired him to enter his first multisport event in 2001. that same year, Elina won the Adventure racing World Championship with team nokia. richard won back-to-back world titles with two different teams in 2005/06 but then walked away from a lucrative gig with nike to form his own team with Elina. “no one in the sport makes massive money, but it was guaranteed money,” he says. “it would have been far easier 66

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for me to stay with nike, but we really wanted to race on the same team.” the couple got married in March 2007 and a few months later competed together in a team for the first time, in scotland. the standard format for professional adventure racing is four-man teams made up of three guys and a girl. the Usshers recruited two of the best adventure racers in the world, nathan Fa’avae and Aaron Prince, for the race in scotland. on paper it was a dream team; in reality it was a nightmare. nathan, Aaron and richard were used to captaining their own teams, “so we had three chiefs and no indians”, explains richard. “on top of that, Elina and i hadn’t worked out how we were going to work together as part of a larger team.” “it was heartbreaking how richard treated me,” says Elina. “My new husband, bossing me around, telling me to ‘hurry up, don’t cry, it doesn’t hurt that much.’” “you can’t play favourites on a team,”

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richard says, in his defence. “in adventure racing quite often you’ll fall off your bike or injure yourself and you just don’t have time to stop and say, ‘Are you oK, honey?’ you’re a professional racer; get up and get on with it. But it took trial and error to find a happy balance between respecting each other as husband and wife and pushing each other as team-mates.” “i’m better now,” says Elina. “i don’t cry every time something goes wrong and i don’t get upset if richard is a bit rough with his words.” After struggling in sixth in scotland, the Usshers finished second in their next race and beat team nike in their third race (this time with Aaron Prince and gordon Walker). there are only 15-20 full-time professional adventure racers who travel the world as guns for hire, but since 2007, the Usshers have raced on the same team. it has its benefits: “Because we spend so much time together, we don’t need to verbally communicate what we need or how we’re feeling, because the other person knows,” says richard. And its challenges: “People say to me, ‘i can’t stand my wife for a weekend, never mind a four-day race.’ We do get cabin fever. if we’re training hard, focusing on an event, we can get grumpy with each other.” With two type A personalities living,

training and racing together, is a friendly game of scrabble possible? “We don’t really do board games,” laughs richard. “but when we go for a ride or a run, Elina will often sit behind me and blast past on the home stretch to claim bragging rights. if i give it 100 per cent, i’ll beat her pretty much every time and she’s not happy. But if i don’t try, she’s not happy either. i can’t win.” ichard Ussher rarely gets beaten,” says robin Judkins, creator of the Coast to Coast, a 243km run-cycle-kayak from one coast of new Zealand’s south island to the other, and a race that inspired the modern era of adventure racing. “i’ve seen him cruise across the finish line. he has a wonderful ability to push himself but hold a little bit back. he’s just a superb all-round athlete; one of the best i’ve seen.” in February, the Usshers will attempt to become the first husband and wife to win the men’s and women’s Coast to Coast in the same year. Elina won in 2010, over a course shortened because of bad weather. richard has won the race four times, returning last year after a three-year break from multisport to focus

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2012’s key adventure races

PatagoNIaN ExPEdItIoN RaCE Chile, February 14-22 Sea kayaking, trekking, mountain biking, rope work, navigation skills. The route is kept secret until the night before. www.patagonian expeditionrace.com SIbERIaN blaCk ICE RaCE March 15-apr 10 Kite skiing, mountain biking, cross-country skiing, running, skating. Three weeks, 610km across a frozen lake. www.extremeworld races.com

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on triathlon, a move motivated by his frustration with the lack of recognition for adventure racing. “For adventure racing to move forward, the media has to embrace it as a sport, rather than as a freak show,” he says. “it’s like, ‘look at these stupid idiots running around, not sleeping for four or five days.’ i did triathlon to show we were legitimate athletes.” Ussher proved a lot of doubters wrong in 2009 by setting the record for the fastest ironman by a new Zealander. he also finished in the top 10 at the off-road triathlon Xterra World Championships, but racing at this level takes it toll. Athletes have to limit their participation, which limits their income. “the biggest challenge for us is the schedule we have to undertake each year to make it possible to be professional,” he explains. “We do a silly amount of races.” this year, richard competed in 20 major races – adventure races, multisport and triathlon – winning 14; Elina won 10 of the 14 races she entered. Finishing on the podium and in the prize money is the only way they can make a living, and even then it’s a struggle. At the end of 2007 they maxed out their credit cards to pay their way to a race in Abu dhabi. if they didn’t finish in the top three, their house would be on the line. they won, but the first prize of Us$40,000 (split four ways) was only enough to pay off debts. now they plan their year based on which events offer the most cash. they both turn 36 this year and are starting to ask the question: what happens next? Elina hopes to design sportswear, while richard is involved in a kayak business. settling for a domesticated, Monday-toFriday existence won’t come easy. “When i moved to new Zealand, i said to richard, ‘i want to do one more race.’ that was six years ago. now i think he’s scared i’m going to race forever,” says Elina. “i sometimes think adventure racing is crazy, but i’m stuck. i just love the challenge.” “you do sometimes feel like you’re on a treadmill and can’t get off, but i love racing and i love competition, so i don’t think i’ll ever retire,” says richard. “some races can be a real hardship, but when you get to the finish and reflect on all the things you’ve had to overcome to get there, that’s where the satisfaction comes from. there are times in the middle of a race when you’re cold and hungry and miserable and you want to be anywhere else, but making it through that can be a powerful thing.” now that’s sisu. www.adventuresportnz.com

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THE STORY OF PUNK IN AFRICA

Punk. It burned brightly for a few years and then disappeared without accomplishing too much, right? Not in South Africa says South African author, band manager and musician DAVE CHISLETT. He was there at the start and has helped document punk’s inadvertent role in this country’s social change

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he story of punk in South Africa started with a read of legendary South African proto lad mag, Scope. You may remember it. Based on the Playboy formula, it was a mix of naked women (complete with post-production stars covering their rude bits) and some very impressive journalism. This was 1985. Which means it was batten-down-the-hatches time in this country and, under the declared State Of Emergency, there was little in the way of the permissive, out of the ordinary, or even vaguely interesting that bored white teenagers could sink their teeth into. Then along came this four-page spread in Scope. It turned the spotlight on the Durban punk scene and, in particular, a band called Powerage. They were all mohicans, beer cans, spit and fury. It was utterly entrancing. For a rugby-playing, suburban teenage whitey there was something ‘other’ and dangerous about the images. Backed up by insightful copy, the whole piece articulated the rage and dissatisfaction with the way the world was. It spoke directly to some restless part of my growing psyche. We were not very politically aware kids. Nestled in the bosom of privilege, the idea that there might be something wrong with the inter-racial power dynamics we witnessed every day had never really sprouted. But we were aware of an unease… a tension that something was not right. Add that to a nascent antiauthoritarian, individualistic, nonconformist attitude, and we were ripe for the plucking. Johannesburg in the 1980s was a hotbed of wild youth action: nightclubs specialising in punk, metal, post-punk and Goth genres sprouted and wilted at will. You were defined by the subculture you wore: denim jackets for the metalheads, Dr Martens for the punks and black for the Goths. You only danced to the music that related to your clothes. And 70

here were bands: Toxic Sox, The Septic Lozenges, Hot Vomit, Wild Youth, Powerage, Gay Marines. And clubs: The Irish Club, Decodance, Club Image, Subway, and Dirtbox. That was the smelter, and what was forged in the crucible of those days was a steely resolve to be independent, free-thinking and a determination to take care of business oneself. When the Mohicans and clubs vanished, what remained was the DIY ethic of punk. What followed for me was a career managing, booking and

marketing bands that lived and breathed outside the mainstream. It included a lot of writing about things most readers cared little for and wild adventures outside the parameters of the peers I had grown up with. Peers who gradually got married, had kids, moved into the picket-fence zone and spoke fondly of back in the day. It looked like all of it – the bands, the music, the ethos – was just going to fade away. And it very possibly may have, if it weren’t for Bill Botes. Another punk survivor, and now an independent record label owner and promoter from Germiston, east of Johannesburg, Bill was the first

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we clashed. Punk on skinhead, metalhead on punk. Underneath that, though, there was a commonality. Below the music-genre allegiances, we were united – an amorphous, rebellious mass of kids who didn’t want to go to the army, didn’t want to be told what to do, and were desperate to be something more than just a number in an unfeeling, nationalist state. As English speakers we were alienated from the Afrikaner power base, had alienated ourselves from the majority of the black African population, and had no real culture, no sense of identity, nowhere to go. So we went crazy.

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person to articulate the idea of capturing the history of the local punk movement. Fuelled by a few Black Labels, he and I decided to write a limited-edition book and compile a sampler CD that would describe punk, and indeed many of the larger youth subcultures as they had existed in South Africa. A Facebook page and a website were created which both, pretty much right from the get-go, generated immense interest in the idea that, way down in Africa, a group of punks had existed at all, let alone recorded and distributed music and had something to say. It wasn’t an entirely unexpected reaction... it was a bit like when

people slow down at a car smash – everyone is curious. Curious enough for the project to end up in a documentary film called Punk In Africa. A simple and direct title that reflected punk’s ethos. (See over the page for more info on the film.) Despite all this interest, the real kicker for Bill and I was that so few South Africans realised we had such deep punk roots. Even current bands with a clear punk influence – outfits like Hog Hoggidy Hog and Fuzigish – didn’t understand the full extent of their inheritance. “We weren’t really aware of this history,” says Lee ‘Lips’ Thomson, currently the trumpeter with SA

From left to right: Ivan Kadey at his LA studio, 2011; Michael Fleck, Wild Youth, circa 1980; Michael in London, 2011

punk band Hog Hoggidy Hog. “We were really interested in finding out though and it came up in a lot of conversations. But there didn’t seem to be much documentation around the subject.” Jay Bones of Fuzigish emphasises this, “We just knew we liked it... it had the loud guitars, it was fast and the songs were generally short. The good bands had relevant or funny lyrics, and it was a step away from that rock cliché crap. I liked that. If anything I would say it actually made us more appealing in South Africa, than yet another boring rock band.” To be honest, even Bill and I, who grew up on punk, were 71

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learning stuff every single time we got an email or did an interview.

The Making of PIA Bill Botes and I pitched the idea of making a movie about the hidden and lost story of South African punk to two filmmakers – Deon Maas and Keith Jones. The guys were initially reluctant, thinking it was a little too fringe, but after seeing what else was being done in Europe, it was clear the very obscurity of this story was its strength. The material was there – we would just have to dig! “When we started out, we thought we would be making a film out of montages of old punk ’zines and photographs really,” reflects Bill on the process of information gathering that then took place. “When we were busy being punk kids, we never thought about anyone actually giving a damn about what happened, so we mostly just didn’t keep anything. It was like a throwaway time.” Bill set up www.punkinafrica.co.za (still running) and a Facebook page. I was in touch with Mikey Fleck of Wild Youth, Bill knew Rubin Rose (Wild Youth, Powerage) and Ivan Kadey of National Wake... and gradually the word started to spread. What we got back simply blew us away… Super 8 film, old VHS tapes, photo stories, all sorts of stuff. After

Deon Maas was able to get the National Film And Video Foundation of South Africa onboard as partial funder, we knew we had a live one on our hands. “Personally, I had just got to the stage where I realised that if we didn’t move to record some of this stuff, it would be lost forever,” adds Bill. “I mean, some of these people who got in touch really had to dig this stuff out of the attic. What if we had never decided to make this film? What would have happened to those stories and those videos? No one was really paying attention to a bunch of kids making loud music. Except other kids.” That NFVF funding, along with some help from Red Bull, resulted in the documentary film that is Punk In Africa. It frames a movement across 30 years and three countries on a continent where it was assumed it just didn’t exist. It is not a complete archival record, but a point of view on a scene that barely existed at all and yet managed to touch the lives of its participants to the extent that everything they do today is still, to some extent, informed by it. It was a privilege and a pleasure to be involved in making this film and it is my hope that many will rediscover the genius of some of this music and that it gets the exposure it always deserved. Dave Chislett

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n many ways, what Punk In Africa did was reveal that South African punk had more in common with the American punk root than the British. Fashion-wise, we were UK, but as middle-class mainly white kids, it had little to do with the working-class rebellion that powered our English brethren. More like the US West Coast punks, we were anti-authoritarian, but also definitely middle class. This was expressed as anti-apartheid sentiments, anti-racism, antibigotry, anti-the-‘straights’ and just plain anti-the-status-quo. Michael Fleck became one of the main voices of the movie. This Durbanite – a former frontman and writer for Wild Youth and later the Gay Marines – was at the forefront of the punk explosion that the city became known for. “To be honest, we never really thought so deeply,” explains Fleck of the origins of the sound and the style. “We just did it because we wanted to. It seemed so exciting. I read an article in the local newspaper about the Sex Pistols at The Nashville in London and that was it. There wasn’t even a picture. I’d been listening to The Stooges since 1970, so was well versed in what it sounded like. “For me, punk was a reaction to the boredom of life in the suburbs of Durban, of biltong, rugby and braaivleis, totally uninspiring. The average Joe was dull, dull, dull. Punk and glam seemed exotic and romantic. Punk was an extension of glam, just tougher and more street. It’s not difficult to see the line between Bowie, Lou Reed and Iggy and The Stooges (who were all lumped in with glam) to the Pistols and the Clash. We created our own little scene as an escape from the mundane world that we lived in.” But in the end, this was exactly what led to the demise of Wild Youth and The Gay Marines, when Fleck left SA to pursue broader horizons in the UK. “I was bored and wanted to experience London. I was becoming a relic of the past and needed the anonymity of a new city,” he says. Fleck is, nonetheless, rightfully proud of what Wild Youth in

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particular achieved, and the legacy it left behind at the time. “I think punk made the young people think and not just accept the old orders. As regards apartheid, we gave everybody equal respect regardless of their colour. I think we were a step forward in changing the attitudes from passive to proactive and we encouraged people to challenge the accepted norm. Music breaks down all barriers. I guess, in that way, Wild Youth was a learning curve for us, allowing us to experience life in a way that few other white kids from the suburbs ever knew. It was amazing.” Another prominent face in the genesis of punk in South Africa was Ivan Kadey of National Wake in Johannesburg. The Wake caused a huge stir. For a start, they were a multiracial band in a strictly segregated society. And secondly, they were fusing a lot of what was considered white rock sounds with traditional African rhythms and patterns. “I’m not sure how or when I became aware of punk as such,” explains Kadey, “I had always been involved in writing songs that were about protest and civil rights, and at some point I know I became aware of punk’s whole just-get-out-there-and-do-this attitude. The spirit was just in the air. We hadn’t been listening to the Pistols or The Clash... we just became what we were because of where we were and what we were going through. For us it was about

our attitude, which was antiauthoritarian, anti-government. “In the same way,” Kadey continues, “we didn’t go out to create a multiracial band. The chemistry with Punka and Gary Khoza was just so potent. It was so congruent with everything that we were trying to say that it became inevitable. When National Wake fell apart, we were pretty broken hearted. What’s great about the movie is that the band is now being read the way it was conceived. Back then we were marginalised.” Like the wave of punk that swept the UK from 1976 onwards, this flare of all things anarchic and punk was brief and burned brightly and quickly. The power of the New Wave scene, post punk, rock-fused punk and mainstream commercial acceptance of the look and fashion soon led to the demise of the initial thrust of the scene. Still, punk bands continued to pop up all over South Africa during the ’80s, ’90s and 2000s. Guys like The General Woodheads, Scabby Annie, Leek, VOD, Fuzigish, Hog Hoggidy Hog and Sibling Rivalry became the next torch bearers when most were paying attention to metal, rave and hip-hop. What we were learning along the way, was that though modified somewhat, the DIY ethic of punk was alive and well. While we all had and still have reservations about what mainstream acceptance has done to this genre of music, this film was made possible

Bill Botes (left) and David Chislett, Jo’burg, 2011. Below left: National Wake perform at a benefit concert, 1979 with Ivan Kadey on guitar Below: Punk In Africa was unveiled at the International Film Festival Rotterdam, Jan 2012, after premiering at The Durban International Film Festival, July 2011. Selected for One World Film Festival, March 2012, Prague, Czech Republic

through connections, collaboration and genuine desire from just about everyone to get involved. But the slow bleed of ideas and migration of members of the punk scene of 30 years ago into society at large has led to the gradual osmotic spread of the underpinning ideas of freedom of expression, personal integrity and being able to do things yourself. The truth is that punk in South Africa was never a political movement. Because of its time and place in history, punk’s rejection of the political status quo and mandatory questioning of authority brought it into direct conflict with the apartheid state. Much to our surprise, this sociopolitical confluence was also echoed in neighbours Zimbabwe and Mozambique. We were as gobsmacked as anyone to discover the punk scene there. The documentary covers this in more detail, and it was thanks to people like T Boss, Zimbabwean vocalist of Cape Town ska band The Rudimentals, who connected us with Harare-based Afro punk band Evicted, that we were able to learn more about Zimbabwe. Similarly, the crew of 340ML were also a great help for Mozambique. Sure, you’d never mistake 340ML for a punk band, but their deep ska roots and pre-history was pure DIY punk ethos. Because of their Mozambican roots we got insights into the country’s rich scene of hard core underground activity that warrants a film of its own. These days when you think of punk you are as likely to think of Manu Chao and Gogol Bordello as The Sex Pistols or Rancid. We learned that punk is an amorphous being that cloaks the local issues with the shared veneer of antiestablishment sentiments and the desire to just get out there and act. Filming in Zimbabwe and Mozambique and contrasting that with our own experience of South Africa gave us the realisation that punk never was and never can be about the style. Maybe not even about the sound. It will always be about the attitude, doing your own thing against the odds. And in Zimbabwe and Mozambique the odds are real and vast. www.punkinafrica.co.za

Muddy hell: the brutal Baja 1000 demands the toughest men and machines

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hose who feel that motor racing has been strangled by rules and regulations should look to the Baja 1000. It is old-school, and brutal. It’s certainly the most demanding off-road race in the world. The Dakar Rally is perhaps the world’s most notable race of this type, especially since its move from Africa to South America, but it is run in stages. The Baja 1000 is non-stop from start to finish. Ever since the mid-1960s, hundreds of drivers from all over the world have raced their way around the Mexican peninsula of Baja California. Adrenalin, oil, shock-absorbers and bits of motorbike and truck have all been left behind on those dusty desert roads, where men and machine compete in a test of skill and aggression for a day and a night, and part of the next day, too. It’s a race that has taken on some of the characteristics of its location: it’s passionate and emotional, where other races might be more controlled. That’s not to say the Baja 1000 is reckless, for it is also a true test of driving skill. This year, the race celebrated its 44th edition with 275 drivers from Mexico, the USA and 16 other countries. This wild communion of cars, trucks, motorbikes and all-terrain vehicles (three- and four-wheeled motorbikes) followed a route that didn’t stray beyond the borders of Baja California; a little over 1,115km of rugged, searing terrain, with the start and finish lines on the Boulevard Costero, in front of Riviera del Pacifico in the port city of Ensenada. It’s a place known as the Pearl of the Pacific, or the Cinderella, depending on its mood. 76

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Ensenada, Pacific Ocean, November 17. This is where it all begins; the day for contingency planning, registration and the vehicles’ technical inspection. Fans gather early on the Boulevard and as the day advances, the mood ratchets from slightly tense to extremely intense, amid the roar of the engines and endless, throbbing Mexican music. In among the hostesses, the petrolhead masses

“tHE pEoplE of Baja HavE off-Road In tHEIR vEIns. I was 17 yEaRs old tHE fIRst tIME I RacEd. I was My fatHER’s co-dRIvER. wE RollEd tHE caR ovER” are clamouring for an autograph from their idols. But the beating heart of this throng, and the main reason that crowds pack the length of the course, are the Trophy Trucks, the unlimited power tubular chassis pick-ups that rule the Baja roost. Fans are cautious and excited, juggling cameras and mobile phones to take photographs of shock-absorbers, tyres and tubular-chassis cabs. These mighty monster trucks are unique vehicles, evolved from years of turnit-up-to-11 development. They’ll top 200kph, devouring everything in their path: rocks, sand, mud, even people. Yes, a few wayward fans have sometimes been known to get in their way. The two Red Bull Racing Trophy Trucks make their way down the Boulevard. Like a motorised Moses, they part the crowds whose desire to

get close enough to touch the trucks overcomes any fear (and safety regulations that would not be tolerated in other countries). The adulation is by no means reserved for the trucks: the drivers inside are heroes to these hordes. Guys like Bryce Menzies and Tavo Vildósola, whose fans will climb over one another to see. In the past they saw Steve McQueen and Paul Newman whizz by, just two of the many luminary former entrants. There are a handful of teams to watch out for at the 2011 race. Kory Scheeler, Nick Vanderwey and Rob MacCachren; brothers Tim, Troy and Ed Herbst; Scott McMillin, his son Andy and daughter Jessica, and the Red Bull motorbike team of Kendall Norman and Quinn Cody. There’s special attention, too, for Menzies and the Mexican team of Gustavo Vildósola senior and Gustavo ‘Tavo’ Vildósola junior, who are back to defend their 2010 Trophy Truck and overall winner titles. No ordinary competitors, these Vildósolases. In 2007, Tavo and his father took part in their Trophy Truck No. 4 and finished second, then the bestever result for a Mexican. But their crowning glory came in 2010, when they won, breaking speed and time records along the way and even beating the motorbikes, usually quicker to finish the course than their larger counterparts. Like many of the rally’s entrants, 29-year-old Tavo Vildósola is Baja born and bred. “The people of Baja have off-road in their veins,” explains Viry Félix, the first Mexican woman to take part in the Baja 1000. She’s from a family of racers, including her father, Rafael, and her brother, Tavo, and now she’s taking up the challenge of crossing the desert herself in her pink SPT Buggy. “I was about 17 years old the first time I got into a racing car,” she says. “I was my father’s co-driver at a race in San Vicente [on Mexico’s Pacific coast, near Guadalajara]. I remember that we’d rolled the car over on a turn by the end of the first lap; I had to wait there, hanging by the seatbelt.”

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Félix’s story is similar to that of many Mexican and American racers who finance themselves to take part in this expensive sport against teams with thousands in sponsorship backing. “My first race as a driver was in 1994. A group of male friends organised a competition where their wives drove their cars,” she says. “My mother didn’t feel like taking part, so I took

Road hog: not all the Baja 1000 is muddy. trucks also jostle for space on regular roads street parties and parades are held in the run-up to the race

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joE RIcE Is 53 and Has BEEn RacIng HERE sIncE 1982: “wHat I lIkE Is tHE satIsfactIon of REacHIng tHE fInIsH lInE and tHEn EatIng soME tacos and HavIng a fEw BEERs” her place and from that point on, I knew that off-road was for me.” It’s fair to say that this has been a big year for Félix. Her team, Chicas Off-Road, found a sponsor in a very unexpected way. While working near the Mexico-US border as a driver on the set of the film, Little Boy, her brother Tavo met Japanese actor Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa and told him about his racing driver sister. Tagawa was so taken by the story that he decided to sponsor her. As well as providing cash, he also helped to train her mentally for the Baja 1000 with techniques from the martial art of Chu Shin. Almost all minnows like Félix competing against the biggest Baja fish

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will tell you a different story of how they got to the start line, but they all share the same spirit and emotion. It doesn’t matter what you race in the Baja 1000, as long as it’s strong enough to last the course. The rally was born, and thrives on, this let’s-just-do-it attitude.

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It was first run in 1962 when two adventurers, Dave Ekins and Bill Robertson Jr, raced from Tijuana to La Paz on a pair of Honda motorbikes, primarily just to see how long it would take and whether it would be possible to compete as they did so. They had papers stamped in telegraph offices to keep track of their times and positions. Ekins won in a time of 39 hours and 54 minutes and similar contests were held over the next five years. Ralph Poole and Spencer Murray were important pioneers in the automobile category and in 1967 set a record of 31 hours exactly in a Rambler American. A veneer of professionalism came to this rugged road race in the unlikely form of a San Fernando Valley florist by the name of Ed Pearlman. Backed by his administrative skills, the ‘Mexican 1000’ was born on October 31, 1967, with 68 registered participants. This race would not be adjudicated in telegraph offices, but by an organisation headed by Pearlman called the National Off-Road Racing Association (NORRA). But NORRA couldn’t keep up with the

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RacE As its name suggests, the Baja 1000 is a 1,000km race, which this year was precisely 1,115km. Entrants are flat-out from start to finish. spEEd The most powerful vehicles, the Trophy Trucks, can top 200kph, despite weighing almost two tonnes. caRs Trucks, buggies, or (only for the brave) bikes are all eligible for the Baja 1000. It’s a deliberately open technical category. Think: ‘Run what you brung’ (and make sure it’s tough enough to last the distance).

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pace and in 1974, responsibility for organising the race, now rechristened the Baja 1000, was transferred to SCORE International, the organisation which is still in charge today.

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Race day, at dawn, 6am. The motorbikes and all-terrain vehicles wait restlessly in the starting line-up. Half an hour later, the first motorcyclists are set free. Kendall Norman, from Santa Barbara, California, leaves second on a Honda CRF450X. He has high hopes and is a clear favourite to come out on top. In 2009, he won both the Baja 1000 and its little brother, the Baja 500. Last to set off is Joe Rice, 53, on a Can-Am Outlander 800 all-terrain vehicle. Rice has been racing the Baja since 1982. “Last year it took me 32 hours to get as far as La Paz,” he says. “What I like most is the satisfaction of reaching the finish line and then eating some tacos and having a few beers.” Achieving that goal is getting harder each year, for although vehicle quality 79

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improves, the organisers, Rice reckons, plot the toughest route along the worst roads. “I remember one time coming across Perry McNeil, who’s 62 now and still racing – a total legend. He was in Ciudad Constitución and couldn’t move for cramps. We had to give him bananas to help him recover.” At 11am, a rumble of thunder signals 32 Trophy Trucks setting off, led by TV star Jesse James, then Tavo Vildósola, who flies out of the blocks at 11.14. The first section of the course follows a small stream. Recent rainfall has made it a quagmire; not great for the drivers, but exactly the sort of thing the fans huddled on the bridges and on the bed of the stream have come out to see. They get covered in waves of mud and the vehicles pass by so close they can practically touch them. Did someone say this is dangerous? Of course it is. It’s the Running of the Bulls, motorised.

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a refuelling stop, but on taking the lead, he changes strategy and decides to stop at the 145km mark to put some distance between himself and James. Smart move: James doesn’t see him for dust. A few kilometres along, the route switches course, to head south to El Álamo, then climbs east over rocks and rubble to what is appropriately called The Summit. From there, it’s south to Cohabuzo and across the infamous Laguna Salada. This last stretch is a killer as Vildósola finds to his cost. At 156km, just as he reaches The Summit, the piston on his hydraulic steering rack fails. His support crew

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are swift to arrive and set him back on course, but he’s lost two hours. At 177km, an alternator breaks down, leaving just one to provide the electrics. Overloaded, this second unit shuts down at 193km. Vildósola presses on, unwilling to admit defeat. The game is well and truly up when he reaches Cerro Borrego at 315km, where he has to quit. The car hasn’t yet been invented that’ll run without electricity, and the reigning champ has to wave goodbye to any hope of consecutive Baja 1000 victories. Up at the front, it’s a scrapping, three-way fight for the lead between Bryce Menzies, Andy McMillin and Nick Vanderwey. They’re at the San Felipe loop, which begins at El Borrego and allows the racers to reconnect with the Mar de Cortés [Gulf of California] coast and cross the spectacular Matomi wash and Laguna Diablo, where they get a perfect view of Picacho del Diablo, the highest point on the peninsula of Baja California. The view’s just wallpaper to the leaders, though. After San Felipe, more mountains beckon, before a descent to San Vicente and Rancho Eréndira, on the Pacific

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coast. Drivers whizz past the settlement of Santo Tomás and then leave the coast for a return into the desert, back towards Ojos Negros and Ensenada. The motorcyclists complete the Baja 1000 before the others. The winner of the 44th race is Red Bull’s Kendall Norman on a Honda, followed home by Shane Esposito on a Kawasaki and Colton Udall, another Honda rider.

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November 19, morning. Photographers, journalists and organisers squabble at the finish line in a state of heightened suspense. The three front-running Trophy Trucks approach flat out; they’re fighting for the victory and there’s only a matter of a few minutes between them. Soon they can hear the roar of the first engine: the Ford F-150 belonging to Andy and Scott McMillin; three minutes behind is the Chevrolet Silverado of Nick Vanderwey and Curt LeDuc; another two minutes back, the Red Bull duo of Bryce Menzies and Rick Johnson in their Ford F-150. This is the closestever finish to a Baja 1000. Andy McMillin can hardly believe he’s won. “This is the most intense race of my

tHE fans gEt covEREd In wavEs of Mud, and tHE vEHIclEs pass By so closE tHEy can pRactIcally toucH tHEM. dId soMEonE say tHIs Is dangERous? of couRsE It Is. It’s tHE RunnIng of tHE Bulls, MotoRIsEd life,” he gushes. “In the coastal section, we were only 30 seconds ahead of Menzies. It was spine-tingling and great fun.” His father, Scott, glows with pride. “The Baja 1000 is an important tradition for the McMillin family. This is the 35th time we’ve taken part.” After the race, Bryce Menzies wants to explain a few things. “When we came into pit at Borrego, we were six seconds ahead of Andy, but when we stopped for fuel and to change our tyres, the hydraulic jack just broke down and we lost a few invaluable seconds. It

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was a really impressive race. The San Felipe loop was just wild.” And what of Viry Félix? She won the Sports Buggy category, the first woman to do so, in 25 hours, 42 minutes and 41 seconds – without the support of a co-driver. A star was born. www.score-baja-1000.com

Bryce Menzies came third, in the closest-ever trophy trucks finish to the Baja 1000

Read about how Flying Bulls squadron leader Radka Mรกchovรก prepares to get high in style on page 90

Contents 84 TRAVEL IDEAS Alaskan skiing via helicopter 86 GLOBAL FOOD One chef’s inspiration and a recipe to follow 88 Get THE GEAR Franky Zorn’s ice speedway kit 90 TRAINING Tips from the pros 92 BEST CLUBS Cairo’s top haunt 92 MUST LISTEN Loch Lomond, US folk collective 93 TAKE 5 The film music that’s inspired Air 94 WORLD IN ACTION 96 SAVE THE DATE 98 MIND’S EYE

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Up where ski belongs Virgin powdery snow, endless steep runs and six chopper rides a day to the places ski-lifts will never reach. This place is dreamland for daring downhillers Haines, alaska

Head north-east out of the sparsely populated Alaskan city of Haines and after around 53km you’ll come across a burger restaurant, a few small wooden huts, a petrol station and a helipad. This sleepy location in the middle of nowhere is the home of Sean ‘Sean Dog’ Brownell’s heliskiing concern, Alaska Heliskiing. Sean Dog welcomes each of his customers with a firm handshake. He looks like a lumberjack – wellington boots, flannel shirt, a grubby jacket. But what you should know is that

Sean Dog is a wonderful skier, and that’s precisely why he’s so good at knowing exactly what his customers want. Some of the downhill runs to which Alaska Heliskiing’s crew will take you by helicopter to have 53-degree gradients. no wonder extreme skiers and snowboarders are regulars on those short flights. Alaska is powder paradise. The atmosphere at the helibase is as changeable as the Alaskan weather: up one minute, with sunshine and fresh snow; down the next, with too much wind or not enough snow. They call days when the helicopter can’t fly or when the snow conditions aren’t good, ‘down days’. There is no shortage of down days and they are a great test of one’s patience, because on down days, Haines has a fairly small range of entertainments. There are only three roads out of here, and two end in nature reserves about 30 minutes’ drive away. The third heads towards the canadian border, to the 33 Mile roadhouse, with its triple-play offering of ‘Food gas Beer’, and Sean Dog’s helibase. At one of the nature reserves,

the kroschel Wildlife center, you can look a wolverine in the eye and then enjoy a boat trip, to watch sea lions and whales. However, down days can stop all outdoor activities, if the weather’s really bad. The Pioneer Bar, the best pub in town, is the favourite place to seek shelter. you’ll often find half of Haines meeting here for a drink. on down days you might well come across pro freestyle skiers and snowboarders such as Tanner Hall and Travis rice, or Tom Burt and Jeremy Jones. When the weather clears, the helibase, which slumbers in a pleasantly lethargic atmosphere on down days, becomes a bustling deep-snow departure lounge. Before too long, you’re in a helicopter yourself, with pilots, a guide and four other powder junkies. The flight into the breathtaking world of the mountains can’t come quickly enough, but in terms of sightseeing is way too short. Wherever you look, there are glaciers, bizarre snow and ice formations and enormous snowdrifts. The helicopter touches down, you squeeze yourself out, remembering to

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Fishing boats in the harbour at Haines

Sea lions off the coast of Alaska

After altitudes of 1,200m and adrenalin rushes, it’s time for a group photo

The Pioneer Bar in Haines: meeting place for freeriders and locals alike

duck, and grab your boards, skis and rucksacks. We’ll only see Al, our Vietnam veteran pilot, and his helicopter again once we’ve finished our downhill run. We stay where we are, halfway up a mountain in the middle of Alaska. The downhills are a pure adrenalin rush. The guides call them ‘rollovers’, the sorts of ski run you can only appreciate once you’ve set off and the summit is behind you. These are dangerous, steep mountainsides and our guide is meticulous in his description of how to ski down them. “Always stick to the spine [an inverted V-shaped peak formed naturally in the snow]. if sliding snow turns into a small avalanche, or ‘slough’, swerve left or right over a trough as quickly as possible onto the nearest spine. And don’t stand still. complete the run smoothly and quickly. At the end of the run, don’t go too far to the right as there’s a 120m drop there, but then we all saw that from the helicopter anyway! is that all quite clear? Then let’s go!”

travel info Getting there With Alaska Airlines from Seattle to Juneau. From there, hire car and ferry or small aircraft to Haines. Where to stay Motel rooms, private apartments and houses can, depending on how well equipped they are, be rented for between US $140 and $1,200 per person per week. Eating out Mosey’s Cantina: Mexican with large portions at OK prices. Bamboo Room: the best fish and chips. Deli at Mountain Market: serves the best coffee. Heliskiing An email three months in advance with the basic details

(number of people, length of stay) to Alaska Heliskiing (vicki@alaska-heliskiing.com) is all you need to do to sign up for heliskiing in Haines. Then, you put down a deposit. When to go? Early March to mid-April is the best. If you want to guarantee a full week on the mountain, you should spend a full month there.

Who should I go with? There is no barometer for how good a skier or snowboarder you need to be in order to come to Alaska. As a group will always be taken to one and the same mountain, it makes sense if everyone is at the same level.

How much will it cost? One day with six to 10 helicopter flights costs between $750 and $1,250. What should I take with me? An avalanche alarm, shovel and probe. Powder skis are recommended for skiers. Snowboarders should take slightly longer boards. Also good is an avalanche airbag.

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www.alaskaheliskiing.com; www.haines.ak.us

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THE WORLD’S BEST CHEFS

Far out east

WHAT’S ON THE MENU AT HANGAR-7

TIM RAUE How do you get to be the best chef in Berlin? By juggling flavours, particularly Asian ones, like a virtuoso

Tim Raue’s is not the usual back story of a worldclass chef. Born in 1974; he spent some of his childhood with his grandparents, some in Stuttgart with an abusive father and some with his mother living in Berlin’s rough Wrangel neighbourhood. He was part of a gang that settled arguments with baseball bats. He taught himself to cook because he didn’t have the money for cookery school. In 1998, he was marked as one to watch by Der Feinschmecker, a German gourmet food magazine; in 2005, the former rowdy youth was validated by the establishment when Gault Millau, the French restaurant guide that isn’t Michelin, voted him newcomer of the year. Then came his first Michelin star, prestigious positions in prestigious kitchens, a cook book, well-received appearances on German TV, his first restaurant – Tim Raue, which opened in Berlin last September – and a sensational autobiography, I Know What Hunger Is. With 19 Gault Millau points out of a possible 20, Tim Raue and its eponymous chef is ‘officially’ the best restaurant in Berlin. It seems fitting that the title should go to a real Berliner, whose take on Asian cuisine combines elements of Japanese, Thai and Chinese. He once said that eating it is “like ants dancing on your palate” and though he meant well, his food is a thousand times better than his metaphors. Wasabi ice cream, caviar, Thai peas

MY RESTAURANT Restaurant Tim Raue Rudi-Dutschke-Straße 26 10969 Berlin, Germany Tel: +49 30 2 59 3 79 30 www.tim-raue.com The interior make-up of Raue’s place tells a story. The floor of tarmac is a reference to his tough background. The lighting and mood pay tribute to the gallery the space once was. The high-end designer furnishings are a nod in the direction of the modern – a reflection of the cooking.

Flight Path “We chose the hummingbird as the logo for our restaurant because it embodies creativity, uniqueness and freedom, and those are all qualities that inspire us.” Love For Fuel “We only serve dishes full of energy and vitality, food that doesn’t weigh the body down unnecessarily. White sugar, dairy products and gluten are out, and we avoid using sides like bread, pasta and rice.” Eat This “I have no interest in being everybody’s darling. As I wrote in my autobiography, ‘My tastes will never come across as a harmless bit of palate-flattering; they hit you full on in the face.’”

Hangar-7’s Guest Chefs Every month, a leading international guest chef comes to the Ikarus Restaurant in Hangar-7, at Salzburg airport, and teams up with the permanent in-house kitchen staff to create two special menus. The guest chef for February is Tim Raue from Restaurant Tim Raue in Berlin. Find more information on Raue’s menus and other forthcoming guest chefs at Ikarus at www.hangar-7.com. To book a table or make enquiries send an email to ikarus@ hangar-7.com or call +43 662 219 77.

PHOTOGRAPHY: DIRK MATHESIUS/RED BULL HANGAR-7

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Stew’s the daddy

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Karjalanpaisti Finland’s favourite hearty stew is a warming treat guaranteed to keep those long, dark winter nights at bay

When the nights in Finland have become cold enough to freeze the balls from the proverbial metallic simian, it’s time to make this Karelian hotpot. The heat-generating properties of Karjalanpaisti, as Finns know this broth in Suomi, the Finnish language, aren’t reliant solely on its ingredients, as it’s also the perfect excuse to knock back a shot or three while the meat braises. This is a long, slow process, but it’s what gives Karjalanpaisti its flavour, with little need for herbs and spices. It’s one of the most beloved dishes in the Karelia region, a stretch of land in the far north divided between Russia and Finland and so beloved that the readers of a Finnish daily once declared it a national dish. It should be made in a pot known as an uuniruukku or potti (no sniggering) and in the past it was reserved for special occasions, as meat was scarce. These days, Finns don’t worry about traditions and they’re happy to enjoy Karjalanpaisti any day of the week.

the recipe Serves four: 500g beef 250g lamb 250g pork 1 calf’s kidney 10 allspice berries

2 bay leaves 2 chopped onions 2tbsp butter 3 diced carrots 2 diced white turnips 125ml beer

Chop the meat into bite-sized chunks (remove the fat from the kidney) and slowly brown in a baking dish with the allspice, bay leaves, onions and butter. Add the carrots and turnips, season with salt, fry a little more, deglaze the pan with beer and add just enough water to cover the contents of the dish. Cook, uncovered, in the oven at 240°C, then cover and leave to stew for approximately three hours at 170°C. Serve with mashed potatoes (and vodka).

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The ice cycle works

FRANKY ZORN The 41-year-old Ice Speedway pro from Saalfelden in Austria is his own manger, mechanic, chauffeur and engineer. We peek into the mechanical heart of his operations

1 Acerbis hand guards Protect the hands against shards of ice. In our sport, regular gloves wouldn’t be nearly good enough. 2 Alpinestars SVX boots The most comfortable boots I know. The specialists at Carbotech made me a light, rigid protector for the left boot – the one that takes the inside of the curve. 3 Honda EU 20i generator To heat and light the tent. This Honda’s as quiet as a whisper, unlike most. That’s a blessing.

Ice and tidy: a spotless garage set-up is essential for a rider who builds the bikes he races

WORDS: WERNER JESSNER. PHOTOGRAPHY: PHILIPP FORSTNER

4 Zorn-built ‘F’ bike I build my own bikes: they’re called the F1 and the F2. The F stands for Franky. I weld the steel frame and remodel the fork myself – the current fork comes from a KTM RC8 road bike – and then I put the jigsaw together. The only thing I get help with is a tuner who helps when it comes to the engine; he’s also involved with Sebastian Vettel’s F1 engine. The single-cylinder Jawa-based motor delivers about 60bhp driving the rear wheel. The racing bike weighs 116kg. It costs about €20,000. 5 Fischer CRS Skating Vasa cross country skis You can’t just go to the gym all the time, especially when there’s a cross-country ski run practically outside my house. In the summer I torture myself with mountain running. 6 WACO race suit It’s not made of leather, as you might expect; it’s made of light, quick-drying nylon. The shoulder, upper arm and left thigh areas are strengthened with aluminium sheets. Those are the areas that come into contact with spikes. 7 Shoei VFX-W helmet I swapped from a road helmet to an enduro helmet and I’ve

never regretted it – although I’ve knocked up an insert to protect against shards of ice and the cold around the nose. 8 Gloryfy GP2 goggles They don’t steam up, even though they’re double-glazed, and they’re indestructible. The tear-off visors make for a clear field of vision during races. 9 Acerbis protection jacket Worn under overalls to protect the upper body in general, particularly the spine. 10 Knee and shin pads I knocked these up myself. I only need them for the left leg, the one on the inside of the lap, as we only go anti-clockwise. 11 Migatronic Pilot 1500 HP welder Electric welding is over; I use a mix of argon and nitrogen. I’ve zapped my motorbikes and most of my workshop equipment with this welder. I’m self-taught, but I did pick up some tips when I was working as a crane operator. 12 Soviet bearskin hat I bought this one in Saransk, the capital of Mordovia. Anyone who’s been to Russia in winter knows why they wear them. 13 Mefo ISW-F spike tyres It takes me three days to drill the 120 (front wheel) and 170 (rear wheel) spikes into the rubber and screw them in. The tyre weighs 4.6kg when it’s ready but the rubber is worn out after a race weekend and the spikes have to be screwed into new tyres. Ice speedway tyres are only perfect once they’ve been stored in the dark and dry conditions of my garage for more than two years. 14 Methanol canister We run on methanol, which is pure alcohol. The tank takes 1.5 litres. www.frankyzorn.at

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Every day isn’t like Sunday How Radka Máchová spends her time preparing between Sunday airshows

Radka keeps calm even under the most intense pressure

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Flight Stimulator RADKA MÁCHOVÁ Czech stunt flying ace and 63-year-old mother has to stay sharp to lead the Flying Bulls squadron

“My sport isn’t about physical strength,” Radka Máchová explains, “but about experience, precision and making the right decisions quickly.” Four decades of experience – she got her private pilot’s licence in 1971 while studying at the University of Transport in Žilina, Slovakia – mean this 63-year-old mother of two is well-qualified to be squadron leader of the Flying Bulls. But experience alone isn’t enough to withstand the extraordinary physical pressures to which she is exposed in her single-engined Zlín 50LX. There are G-forces of +5/5G, and the upside-down negative-G manoeuvres, in particular, put the cervical spine under enormous pressure. “Swimming and diving training make for a good balance,” says Máchová. “Diving without equipment also helps to improve your orientation in open space.” She also stays fit (in winter) with downhill and cross-country skiing.

Tuesday Up at 8:30am. A 20-min ergometer session is penned in after an ample breakfast. Then all sorts of organisational work, like keeping up to date with my email. In the afternoon, I do between 50 and 80km on either my road bike or inline skates, which takes me somewhere in the region of two hours. Wednesday Up at 8.30am. 15 to 20 mins on the exercise bike, then an hour of fitness training, focusing on the back and arms. Then I plan the next show at my computer, checking the weather forecasts and flight routes, checking the flight documentation, getting the fuel, checking the local aviation regulations in the relevant country. In the afternoon, I do a one- to two-hour biking session in Prague or an hour of swimming in the evening. Thursday Up at 8.30am. Back to the computer after a short session on my exercise bike, working out the best flight routes, confirming flights, identifying an alternative aerodrome and flight routes, getting the flight tickets. Then I pack my luggage, which usually includes flight documentation, camera and laptop. In the afternoon I head to our base

Precision Work Radka Máchová puts her faith in experience, her colleagues and the uplifting effect of a not-altogether unfamiliar drink “It’s thanks to consistent hard work that the show looks so playfully simple up there in the sky,” she notes. Experience and total confidence in your partner are basic requirements in formation aerobatics, because when the planes are flying in such close formation, even the slightest mistake could have fatal consequences. But Radka finds transfer flights in bad weather more stressful than most aerobatic routines. And, as an expert, does she have a secret recipe for combating flight sickness? “Only take on small amounts of things like cheese, yoghurt and tomato juice for the last couple of hours before a flight. And drink a lot – especially on long-haul flights. My tipple is three parts water to one part Red Bull.”

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at Jaromer Airport before evening training with the whole formation – including stand-in pilots. This is where we go over new parts of the show. The training is recorded and analysed. There’s a maintenance check once the planes are cleaned. Friday Up at 7am. More formation training, depending on how long the connecting flight to the airshow airport is. Then the planes are checked and refuelled ready for departure and any necessary spare parts are stowed on board. Staff are on standby at their destination and they take them to the hangar. Saturday Up at 7am. Transfer from the hotel to the aerodrome, where I check the petrol and oil for the smoke system. Then we meet the show organiser. This is when we get information on the flight area, the minimum flying height, communication systems, current weather data and exactly when our show will be taking place. Sunday The morning is similar to a Saturday. The show’s in the afternoon and once it’s finished we prepare for the transfer flight home. After landing at Jaromer Airport, the planes are cleaned and taken to the hangar. Then we are briefed and given an early run-through of the next show.

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Monday My day off. I sleep in till 10am and then take it easy, sleeping, eating and getting my flying suit ready for the next airshow.

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LOCH LOMOND If anyone needs convincing that YouTube changes music careers for more than just five minutes, take heed of the tale of Loch Lomond

Dance like an Egyptian

BEST CLUBS PARTY THE WORLD OVER

TAMARAI, CAIRO Oriental influences seep into the deep house vibe at Egypt’s most exclusive club, where clubbers party next to a glorious vista of city rooftops and the mighty Nile

The club’s name means… Lotus flower in Tamil. When we first opened in 2009, we wanted… To open the first club in central Cairo with international flair, innovative design and excellent food on offer. But without sacrificing any important aspects of the Egyptian culture. From the outside, Tamarai looks like... A very large roof terrace on one of the most prominent buildings in the whole of Cairo. Our club offers a breathtaking view across city-centre neon and the Nile. On the dancefloor you’ll find papyrus plants and olive trees. Our regular customers are... The city’s young and hip trend-setting scenesters.

In a film, our club would remind you of... Fergie’s dance scene in the 2009 movie Nine. Things really get going at... Midnight. The perfect drink to get the night started is... An All Nighter: we make it with Cointreau, Galliano, Red Bull and strawberry liqueur. Our club is full when... There are around 1,000 people having fun dancing. The latest freak-out dance track at Tamarai is… Sexy And I Know It by LMFAO. Get your late-night munchies at… The Maison Thomas pizzeria in the Zamalek district. A taxi to the city centre costs... Next to nothing. 20 Egyptian pounds (around €2). Radwa Awad, marketing manager at Tamarai Tamarai Restaurant & Bar Nile City Towers, 3rd floor, Beaulac Cairo, Egypt Tel: +2 0122 456 6666 www.tamarai-egypt.com

Lead singer Ritchie Young (far left) with other Loch Lomond-ites

WORDS: ANDREAS TZORTZIS, FLORIAN OBKIRCHER. PHOTOGRAPHY: LEME LEME (1)

You’ll find olive trees on the dancefloor at Egyptian club Tamarai

An indie-folk outfit a lifetime to sell with a rotating cast of that many. He’s the players, Loch Lomond best thing to have were just another happened to us. “obscure indie band” How many people in Portland, Oregon, have played in Wax And Wire a US town “with a Loch Lomond? million obscure indie was used on a I think what kills bands”, according to trials bike video a band is having a leader Ritchie Young. set group of people Then, Scottish trials biker and someone gets mad Danny MacAskill asked to that another member has use the song Wax And Wire slept with someone else’s in his video Way Back girlfriend. So we designed Home. Thus soundtracked, it so that our friends could the clip garnered worldwide come in and out. We’ve had attention after its online 34 people on tour with us. debut in November 2010 So who gets to go on (it’s now at 16m views the really cool tours? and rising). All of a sudden, Touring the US is fun, but Loch Lomond had fans there’s a lot of distance to in Israel and Egypt and cover, so going to Europe is sold-out dates in Europe. like a reward for working in   : How the States. Most of us would important was the rather be in Ghent, Belgium, Danny MacAskill video than Phoenix, Arizona. to your popularity? We’re all friends so we’ll  : We’re have a beer and work it out. known in Portland, but it’s hard to get anyone else to Loch Lomond have gigs in the pay attention. Since the Netherlands and Germany this video, we’ve had well over month, and France in March. 150,000 copies of that song www.facebook.com/ sold. It would’ve taken us lochlomondmusic

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Electro-pop pair, Air, are Nicolas Godin (left) and Jean-Benoît Dunckel (right)

TAKE FIVE THE MUSIC THAT INFLUENCED THE STARS

“The 1980s never sounded better than John Carpenter made them sound”

WORDS: FLORIAN OBKIRCHER. PHOTOGRAPHY: WENDY BEVAN

AIR Having created an all-new soundtrack for a legendary 110-year-old film, the French duo talk us through some of the movie music that made them drop their popcorn

The charm of old science-fiction movies, the elegance of Scandinavian design, the melancholy of a rainy Sunday afternoon. You’ll find all that and more in Air’s music. The French pair of Nicolas Godin and Jean-Benoît Dunckel made a big impact with their debut album Moon Safari (1998), a gentle, electronic cosmos that comes across like the soundtrack to a ’60s flick that never got made. That’s no coincidence, given their affinity for film music. Air went on to collaborate with film director Sofia Coppola, supplying the score for The Virgin Suicides (1999) and a song for Lost In Translation (2003). The duo’s latest album was commissioned by the French Film Museum: a soundtrack for a restored version of Georges Méliès’ 1902 silent short, Le Voyage Dans La Lune (A Trip To The Moon), known as the first sci-fi film and as influential today as it was then. “We love the film,” says Godin, “because there’s something magical about it. The music almost wrote itself. It’s very psychedelic, in the style of The Beatles or Their Satanic Majesties Request by The Rolling Stones. It worked well, because Paris then must have had the same sense of optimism that London did in the ’60s.” Here Godin picks the soundtracks that turned him from movie-buff into composer.

Johnny Guitar (1954) I was very young when I first saw this Western; I might have only been five. I was especially struck by the theme tune, to the point where I asked my father to teach it to me on the guitar. It’s my earliest musical memory. I had a set of kids’ drums before that, but it doesn’t count. My parents told me I just used to thrash around on them and that my brother wanted to kill me. So they were happy that this got me interested in the guitar.

Bullitt (1968) I love the car chase in this film, especially the sound of the squealing tyres. I tried to copy that sound in our piece, Cosmic Trip, on the Le Voyage Dans La Lune soundtrack. It sounds like a car is drifting round a bend at full force. On top of that, Lalo Schifrin’s jazzy music for the film grooves like hell. It builds slowly and keeps on building until it explodes at the climax. It’s like a violent orgasm.

Planet Of The Apes (1968) Charlton Heston, Dr Zaius and the Statue of Liberty, of course. When I watched the film for the first time as a kid, I was shocked and fascinated. That was also down to the soundtrack, with the crazy sounds which Jerry Goldsmith created using an instrument called a waterphone: a piece of stainless steel with a resonating bowl in the middle. The sounds it makes are eerie.

Escape From New York (1981) I was still too young to go and see this film in the cinema when it came out, so I had to tell a lie when I bought my ticket, but it was well worth it. The soundtrack to this film, by director John Carpenter, initiated my love of old synthesisers and is why my studio today is piled high with all kinds of Korgs, Moogs and other analogue keyboards. The 1980s never sounded better than in this film. We took a lot from Carpenter when we were composing our soundtrack to The Virgin Suicides.

Safe (1995) This is a film from the 1990s that I really love. Set in 1987, it’s about a woman, played by Julianne Moore, who develops a maniacal fear of bacteria that causes her to withdraw into herself more and more to the point where she finally moves to a quasi-religious New Age retreat in the desert. The soundtrack sounds very threatening and atmospheric, with lots of broad, abstract synthesiser walls, like the director Michael Mann uses in his films, and like the synth sounds that we like to use ourselves in our pieces.

Le Voyage Dans La Lune (EMI) is out now: www.aircheology.com

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World in Action February 2012

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A GLOBAL ROUND-UP OF SOME OF OUR FAVOURITE THINGS TAKING PLACE OVER THE NEXT FEW WEEKS

Music

08-11.02.2012, BARCELONA, SPAIN

MUTEK

Catalonia’s first city is also Europe’s party capital, thanks to summer festivals such as Sónar and Primavera, which entice music fans from all over. Come winter there’s MUTEK, a transatlantic jolly for Canada’s premier electro music festival. Multifaceted musicians including German orchestralmeets-techno outfit Brandt Brauer Frick and British dubstep deities Shakleton join major local talents in a variety of venues, and The Red Bull Music Academy joins the party with its own stage and workshops.

Sports

24–26.02.2012, VIKERSUND, NORWAY

FIS Ski-Jumping World Championships The Vikersundbakken, the world’s largest ski-jumping hill, is feared and revered in equal measure, making it the perfect setting for the 2012 World Championships. It’s the fourth time the 225m white beast of a hill has played host in its 50-year history in the sport, and will see over 25,000 spectators pack the foot of the course to watch the battle between such greats as Swiss title-defender Simon Ammann, 2008 world champion and hot Austrian favourite Gregor Schlierenzauer and Norway’s excellent Johan Remen Evensen, who beat the beast last year, setting a world record of 246.5m in the process.

Brandt Brauer Frick: hand-made techno

12.02.2012, FORT CANNING, SINGAPORE

St Jerome’s Laneway Festival The event that started out in 2004 as a small underground indie-rock festival is now all grown up and flirting with the mainstream. St Jerome’s Laneway, once a disorganised gathering in Melbourne’s backstreets, has become a touring festival with seven stops, five in its home nation, one in New Zealand and, since last year, a stopover in Singapore. This year Feist, Austra, M83, The Drums and other indie heroes will be making the journey to this huge underground party.

ASP (Women’s) World Tour

It’s back to work time for pro surfers as their winter break draws to a close. The season gets under way on the Australian coast with the Quiksilver Pro for the men and the Roxy Pro for the women. Last year, American star surfer Kelly Slater laid foundations for his 11th World Championship title here at Snapper Rocks, but now needs to watch out for 2010 winner Taj Burrow in home waters. In the women’s championship, Carissa Moore’s win here paved the way for her to become the youngest ever champion of the ASP Women’s World Tour, a start she’ll be hoping to repeat.

26.02.2012, PHILLIP ISLAND, AUSTRALIA

FIM Superbike World Championship

25.02– 07.03.2012, QUEENSLAND, AUSTRALIA

The 2012 motorsport season is revving to go, and, as 25-year-old tradition dictates, the Superbike World Championship is in pole position to start it off. The hunt for the crown of title-holder Carlos Checa, the first ever Spanish Superbike World Champion, gets underway on the 4.445km course on Phillip Island, about 120km south-east of Melbourne.

Gregor Schlierenzauer is out to claim a second title

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28.02– 02.03.2012 MUSKAT, OMAN

Extreme Sailing Series When these 20m-tall extreme 40 catamarans go hull-to-hull at speeds of up to 75kph, it’s clear how the series got its name. This year’s racing calendar has eight regattas for the 13m-long vessels, starting, as in 2011, in the topographically varied Sultanate of Oman. At the end of last season the Red Bull Extreme Sailing Team, based around skipper Roman Hagara, was getting ever closer to the top. This year, the two-time Olympic goldmedal-winner in tornado sailing is confident of securing his first Extreme Sailing Series victory.

PHOTOGRAPHY: HARRY WEBER (1), GETTY IMAGES (3), ANDREAS SCHAAD/RED BULL CRASHED ICE (1), RUTGER PAUW/RED BULL CONTENT POOL (1)

Samba the night away at the famous Rio Carnival

18.02.2012 INAZAWA, JAPAN

Hadaka Matsuri Hadaka Matsuri is Japanese for Naked Festival. Every year in February, 9,000 men descend on the small town of Inazawa to wander through the snow, not quite naked but wearing only small loincloths or a happi coat. This Shinto tradition began in 767 AD when it was decided that if the sparsely clad men touched the spiritual leader of the celebration, the shin-otoko (man of God), he would absorb all their impurities, bad deeds and misfortune, thus guaranteeing a happy year ahead.

18.02.2012, ÅRE, SWEDEN

Red Bull Crashed Ice World Championship The Red Bull Crashed Ice World Championship returns to Sweden – its birthplace – for this, the third stop on the season calendar. This time round, the Ice Cross Downhill competition will be held in the well-known ski resort of Åre, rather than in Stockholm as it was in its inaugural year. Frenetic, gutsy battles are guaranteed on the super-fast ice course which is peppered with a series of steep bends and obstacles, much to the joy of the thousands of excited spectators looking on.

26.02.2012, KODAK THEATRE, HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA, USA

84th Academy Awards

February brings the most important night in the film calendar. There were no prizes for presenting offered to the youthful hosts of last year’s Oscars Anne Hathaway and James Franco who, it was almost universally agreed, were a bit ‘meh’. So this year, the Academy has reverted to the tried and tested approach, inviting veteran actor Billy Crystal back to the stage for a ninth time to host the 2012 ceremony.

The Red Bull Extreme Sailing Team heads to Oman

Culture

18– 21.02.2012, SAMBADROME, RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL

Carnaval do Rio Samba, sequins and skimpy costumes signal the start of the world’s biggest party, and the annual crowning of ‘King Momo’ by the mayor of the city. Millions of revellers flood the streets of Rio each February for the carnival and watch the 13 best samba schools show off their skills, with up to 5,000 of them spread over meticulously decorated themed floats. They have 60 minutes to impress the public and the judges at the huge Sambódromo stadium, which has been renovated for 2012 to hold in excess of 90,000 spectators.

Arttu Pihlainen (right) will vie for victory in Åre

Billy Crystal presents the Oscars once again

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February & March MAKING THE MOST OF THE HEIGHT OF SUMMER: THINGS TO DO, SEE AND SHOUT FOR IN SA THIS MONTH

MARCH 9

Still RAM but no rock If, when you think RAMfest, you think butt-kicking rock and appropriate ‘give it horns’ hand-gesture, then think again. At least think again for the Durban leg of the tour. Foregoing the usual mosh pit-inducing sounds will be an electronic show headlined by Belgian drum ’n’ bass DJ/producer Boris Daenen, aka Netsky. The RAMfest ‘A Day Of Thunder’ show will be held at Origin club and will also feature the likes of SA producer SFR and his hard-hitting dubstep, as well as the man who’s been at the very heart of the drum ’n’ bass uprising in this country, Hyphen. The Other RAMfest dates are: March 2 Port Elizabeth; March 3 Bloemfontein, March 10 Joburg; March 11 Cape Town. www.ramfest.co.za

Powerful centre Andries Strauss will be a key man for the Cheetahs FEBRUARY 25

Lions… Cheetahs… Big Game The Sharks v Bulls game between SA rugby’s traditional powerhouses will get the most attention during the opening round of this year’s Super 15 tournament… but that’s not the crucial local derby to watch. You need to be at Ellis Park to watch the Lions take on the Cheetahs. The Lions, long-time whipping boys of the SA Super Rugby teams, look to be a totally different proposition this year. Yes, they finished last among the SA franchises in 2011, but coach John Mitchell’s carefully laid plans are now paying dividends. After their sensational Currie Cup victory last October, the Lions will have some impressive momentum behind them. The Cheetahs must be plenty nervous… www.superrugby.com

FEBRUARY 25

Stomp Fest For anyone who has always wanted to feel ripe grapes crushed beneath their feet and their juices squishing through their toes, here’s your chance. As part of the Spier Harvest Festival, you can take part in the grape stomping challenge. To celebrate the yearly grape harvest, the Spier wine estate’s cellar master, Frans Smit will bless the crop and his winemaking team will show you how to squash the grapes. It will be a great day out for the family, with the lawns being transformed into a market offering delicious food to accompany the estate’s celebrated 96

wines, as well as puppet shows, magicians, and face painting for the kids. And for those who’d rather sit back and enjoy the views, there’s a tour of the vineyard by tractor. www.spier.co.za/news

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n the November edition of High Life magazine, the British airways in-flight publication read when you have to switch your iPads off on landing and take-off, the de facto capital of south africa gets not one but two favourable mentions from two of the more respected journalists and writers on the planet. Johannesburg is the city that gets little love but much grudging respect from both those who live in and away from it. It has a gritty, grimy image, a city of rats, rat races and ratty people, the gotham City of south africa. so, why then, does aa gill, a writer who fights cliché and the norm with an acerbic, back-handed wit and yet can write of the glory as well as the gory with beauty and joy, love Joburg so? a critic by design, gill is an honest commentator and a natural storyteller. He also has the enviable ability to slice through guff. and he loves Joburg. loves it. In an edited extract from one of his books, Here & There: Collected Travel Writing, gill recalls the places he’s “fallen for on assignment”. He names Paris, Kolkata, Rome, stockholm, Budapest, Northampton and Joburg. “The last time I was in Joburg six or seven years ago, it was a frightening city, unravelling into medieval crime,” gill wrote. “on my most recent visit, I got out of the airport and was amazed – it’s a new place, really astonishing. areas you’d never have walked through have grown cafes and boutiques. There’s an atmosphere. It feels like a collective decision to get better, to get on and up. “…Not just the apartheid museum and the townships and the markets and cafes, the music and jacarandas, and the high, dry veldt, but you should go because this is the luckiest place in the unluckiest continent.” I live and work in Joburg and yet I have only seen a part of this change. That is probably because when things alter around you, when the change is gradual, you tend not to notice them as much as, say, when the massive stadiums

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Joburg’s Revival A couple of foreign observers remind Kevin McCallum of just how far the city has progressed mushroomed up for the football World Cup. When I grew up on the East Rand, going to Joburg was a big day out. I remember my father and mother driving us to the Hillbrow Tower and going to the restaurant near the top. It was a thrill. The area of Hillbrow was the Manhattan of Joburg, so to speak. When I got a little older we would drive through to Hillbrow to party at Bella Napoli, then head over to Fontana’s to buy a chicken from the rotisserie and eat it while we sat on the pavement outside. When I was a university student we would play pool at Cafe Zurich while old Italian men studiously ignored us by reading their imported papers, looking for news of the old country. Hillbrow fell into disrepair, which is perhaps the politest way to put it. TV news bulletins on January 1 were never complete without stories of drunk residents chucking old stoves, sofas and

fridges from seventh-storey flats in, um, celebration of the new year. The oldest surviving Test cricket player in the world, Norman gordon, still lives there with his son. gordon turned 100 last year, but his family did not read the signs that Hillbrow was on the way down and by the time they did, it was not worth the money to sell the flat. gordon spends his afternoons at the beautiful Houghton golf Club just 5km away. He told me he doesn’t mind Hillbrow. Perhaps it too will rise again. The offices of The Star are located in downtown Joburg, still called the Central Business District, although most big business has all but moved to sandton. The inner city is slowly regenerating; the fight against apathy and abject acceptance that things cannot get better is being won. There are developments, run-down buildings are being gutted and reworked into apartments. small business hubs are sprouting up. It’s almost as though Joburg needed to bloody its own nose in a fist fight with itself before wising up. Writing in the same magazine, John simpson, the BBC’s World affairs editor, asserts that the attractions are as much aesthetic as the history or spirit of the place: “The fact is, Johannesburg has the finest climate of any city I know; I’ve bored people in this magazine before about my preference for Joburg rather than Cape Town. sitting in the stands at the Wanderers, with the sensational cumulus clouds of summer piling up in a sky the precise colour of the Madonna’s dress in a 14th-century Italian painting, and the white figures striking elegant attitudes on the brilliant green pitch, is quite unforgettable, all these years later.” gill and simpson can see the beauty in Joburg, the wonder. It may be time for those of us who live here as well as those who don’t, to sit back and rediscover the city all over again for ourselves. Kevin McCallum is an award-winning sports journalist and acclaimed columnist for the Independent newspaper

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