Almost twenty years ago, Will Jackson scored the cover of DIG issue 39, as well as a full-length interview in the magazine. Hailing from the North of England and riding for Wethepeople, Will Jackson was not a superstar rider you’d see on televised events or in ads for energy drink — he was just a dyed in the wool BMX rider that lived and breathed riding, and did everything he could to quietly mine his own path through the murky depths of professional BMX riding.
After finishing "The Taunton Tape" four years ago, we stopped riding BMX as that the DvD seemed to be a good way of ending our time with our bikes. But then an idea came about back in 2020. That idea was that we should give it another go, that we should film something again, just to say that, "We've still got it!"
In the darkness of my garage, the outline of an old familiar friend brings a collection of memories to the forefront of my mind. “Four years,” I mutter, as the sight of its two flat tires instills an unexpected sadness over me. My finger draws a line through the dust on the cross bar until finding the pair of Shadow Conspiracy grips. “How has it been four years?” Freedom, the road, friendship, empty wallets, and moments of agony, all now collecting cobwebs under the cover of a bulbless light. Whether it was out of curiosity or the guilt of bad ownership, I lifted my bike from the pile of lawnmower bits, fishing rods, and gardening utensils and gave it some TLC. With its spokes tightened, tiers pumped up, cranks and stem bolts checked, I decided to ride up the street -
After doing a BMX 'zine for ten years (1987 - 1996) FATBMX made it on the internet. The year was 1998. Here to stay.