1. The New Style (AZ)
2. Lord of the Cock Ring (CO)
3. Peak Polo (CO)
4. The Wolfpack (NM, Robin, Justin, Sheridan)
1. Paul O.
2. Dave P.
3. Karl L.
1. Paul O.
2. Robin C.
3. Aaron A.
1. Sam S.
2. Eric M.
3. Ian B.
1. Eric M
2. Justin B.
3. Sebastian B.
1. Sebastian B.
2. Bob W.
3. Jeff M.
1. Dave P.
2. Eric M.
3. Justin B.
MVP - Justin B.
Big ups to everyone who participated, volunteered, spectated, donated. Photos by Robin, Eric Munk and Hey Fixie.
Thanks again to all our sponsors - All City, Fixed & Free,Velocity, Seven Cycles, Gold Avenue Bicycle Company, Two Wheel Drive, Hold Fast, Fat Tire Cycles, La Cumbre, Il Vicino Canteen,Chama River, Brick Light Dive, Marble Brewery, The Bike Coop,and Mint Tulip Cafe.
What's next? Maybe a monthly Brewery Cruise?
78 racers turned out, and almost everyone was on cross or mountain bikes. Always prepared, I had a track bike with 23c road tires and a borrowed front brake, and no jersey, no chamois, and no water bottle. Thankfully my brother took a quick break from Sea Otter to ride with me and acted as my packhorse for the 35 mile course. The race started in downtown Oakland and went up, up, up in to the hills above the city.
This was the first checkpoint. We started way down at the bottom. For those racers who weren't already about to puke, there was a time bonus if you took a swig of mystery whiskey from a mason jar. I opted out, and tried my best to keep up with people who knew the route, which was 2/3 dirt trails and random fire roads.
While I love riding dirt on my track bike, this was a little different, and involved more climbing than I think I have ever done on road or dirt. Also more hiking up ridiculous hills than I could have imagined. Needless to say, we finished something like 65th out of 74, but got props from everyone involved and enjoyed a proper post-race meal of chili dogs and beer.
Thanks to the organizers and volunteers, we had a blast. I'll be there next year for sure, maybe with a bike thats a little more appropriate...
More info here. Photos by PlattyJo and Bici Girl.
Looks like Trackosaurus Rex spent some time talking to local framebuilder extraordinaire Dave Porter at the San Diego Custom Bicycle Show and got the scoop on some of his TT and hour record bikes from the 80's and 90's. Check out more of Tracko's images here and be sure and visit Porter's site for a glimpse into some awesome NM cycling history - check out this shot of the Squadra Harvard Bike House team, circa 1990...
Big ups New Mexico!!
SWAG. Here's what you can win tomorrow. Race is approx. 30 miles long, checkpoints, some manned some not. Be at Fixed&Free at 1:30. Come pedal your ass for a good cause. One of those wheelsets will be getting raffled off too, so everyone who participates has a chance to win...
I left an awful comment then figured out how to post. All this nifty social media we have for the internet is blocked in China. Go figure. Facebook is renren. Twitter is QQ. I don't know if there's a blog option. Internet hardly works so I quit dickin around with it so much.
This post is bicycle related. The city planning here is all based around the fact that everyone in China at one point in their life has depended upon a bicycle as their primary mode of transportation. Each avenue boasts an equally large and well-maintained road for bicycle, moped, pedicab and pedestrian traffic. Instead of grappling with SUVs you more often find yourself facing off with an alcohol soaked old man whipping a donkey pulling a cart that's a shoddily welded car axel and whatever else metal the fellow got his hands on. Atleast in my town.
I bought the biggest bicycle I could get, locally called an er ba da ke (two wheel big truck) which is similar in construction to the bikes you would see in a film like The Bicycle Thief. It cost me about $55 (new!) and is worth about $10. I used to ride it a lot but it's built to be destroyed. Everything rattles off it and even the brakeshoes disappeared somehow on a ride. I broke a pedal trying to bunnyhop up a curb, which, mind you is no easy feat. The bicycle weighs a meager fuckin' ton or two, I think.
I quit riding at the start of November with the first big snow. We landed about a foot, which then turned into 6 solid inches of ice. This is on all surfaces. Chinese winter road maintenance consists of students' free time (that's not a lot too, they've got school all day every day, except for a 2 hour lunch and a one hour dinner--7 a.m. to 9 p.m.!) and about a million shovels. Anyway, slid out one day on black ice nice and easy. I more or less stepped off the bike, but the crank arm got all bent up an twisted inward. That $10 quality. S'pose I'll fix it in spring when it's warmer than 15 out.
Tried to start polo, but only made it halfway through making the mallet. I found all the bits, which took some communication miracles but need to figure out now how the put them together. I think this stuff exists in bigger cities but I haven't the time or luck to find this stuff out. Hell. I guess I should just say, no matter what you're riding, where you're riding it, be happy to be able to get out and do just that. Happy trails in this new year of ours.
Dia De Los Muertos Parade organizer extraordinaire Jeff.
Matt for the win.
Holiday Gears - Robin took first place and tied with Sam Smith (not pictured) for most food collected.
Its been fun couple of months. Let's keep the momentum going through the winter, its been really mild so far, so no excuse not to be on your bike... thanks everyone, ride safe and have a great holiday.