Team Pride.

We've got it in spades.
Christ, it looks like the Sears just blew up.
Photo by Lauren.

Race report # 5 1/2. Soquel+Speedvagen Acid Test.

Soquel. Home of my one and only cross win....a looooooong time ago in a galaxy far, far...oh never mind. Obviously, I have a soft spot for Soquel, but this year she decided she was in love with someone else. It was a really good course. Lot's of tricky transitions. Look down to see what gear you are in and you're off into the tape. Grass, gravel, loose run-up, whoopdees, pavement, costumes, beer. Crazy. The first lap was a cluster-f*ck as usual. Look folks, strong doesn't equal skilled. If you can't ride off-camber, or handle a tricky transition, get the hell outta the A's or stage at the back. I got passed by the same nut-job 3 times. Sure he was stronger, but I was faster. He was crashing everwhere, and taking people out w/him. Doofus. Anyway, a 1/3rd of the way into the 3rd lap, I picked up a goathead. No! I didn't have any dad-gum sealant for the 10th time...back off. Ran/rode to the pit. It was of course at the start/finish. That meant for a long jog and I got passed by nearly everyone. Grabbed the pit bike and realized I was running about 30 psi in the clinchers...sh!t. It was only a matter of time. Can't worry about that now...Caught a few stragglers then PFFFFffffssssssst. Done. Double Flat. Never had that happen. Ce'st la vie. At least I've got a thermos of coffee and rice krispie treats back in the truck. On the positive side, It was a true litmus test for the speedvagen geometry. I nearly killed myself on the pit bike trying to take the same lines I was taking earlier in the race. I was also surprised at how quickly I had adopted to SRAM, screwing up several shifts on the shimano equipped pit bike. Guess I'd better change that one over at some point. Lessons learned; Sealant? Oh, I know this one, I know this one...YES! ALWAYS. Now who's the doofus.
Always check tire pressure. Finally, be sure to lineup in front of the super strong doofus brigade.
Photo By Abbiorca.com

The World Bores You When You're Cool.

PuddinPie normally races SS and B's back-to-back. That's right. He uses the SS race as a freakin warm-up. Dont' be fooled by the sobriquet. He is the suffer king. There is a 15 minute break between those races which gives him just enough time to change numbers. Sunday, for what ever reason, he only raced the B's. The face says it all. Tedious. He was so bored he dozed off mid-race. I do SO dig the gold-toes. Classy, Super Classy.

Why Cross Rulz: Reason 49

photo by Lauren

Ode to Abbiorca. Shameless Plug to Garner Favor.

Nancy and Russ are great people. Genuinely nice people. The kind of people that bug me...but in a good way. The kind of way that feels like a tiny burr stuck inside your sock, reminding you to be nice and let that idiot into your lane. Anyway, being the nice people that they are, I happily give them money. Why? because they are awesome photographers. They are better at it than they are at being nice! Reverse that and they'd be saints with point-n-shoots. Any way, you've prolly seen their stuff and not even known it. They shoot all over the place, have made the cover of "Rolling Stone", love cross (and cycling in general) but best of all make they me look good. Not runway model good. They are not miracle workers after all. But cross good. Suffering good. Dirt in the teeth good. They even manage to make me look as if I'm in a race instead of riding around by myself in a field. Thanks you guys. Thanks. Without your pics, no one would believe I actually showed up. Oh and will someone please tell me why the hell I was whistling?

I HEART bikesnobNYC

I'm a huge fan of BSNYC. I agree w/ everything he says, even the things I don't agree with.
Better still, his derisiveness allows me to come off as sunny and cheerful!

Clif notes for cross.

I so wish I had written this! Once again it's BSNYC. Almost as funny as the pan flute flowchart
"Never squander your inventory of excuses." ... truer words have rarely been spoken.

The Speedvagen Part 2. The Race of Truth.

Since this blog is already a freakin Sacha White love fest, I'll dispense w/ my drivellings about the application and love of all bikes Vanilla and just stick to what I know/believe. So here goes.

The Geometry:
As I mentioned In Part 1, I've been riding a Steelman Eurocross for some time (it's not the only thing I've ridden in that time though, just the nicest). It's a "55cm". A 57cm tt, 72.5/73 head/seat w/ about 58mm-60mm of bb drop. Yep, that make for a high bb. The bike as built runs just shy of 19lbs with dura-ace/reflex wheels. The front end is quick and due to the bb height, the chain stays are short so it climbs well. I've never caught a pedal w/ my 175s....ever. Now, as luck would have it, I had the opportunity to ride w/ Sacha. I have my fit pretty well dialed on the Eurocross so it was just a matter of translating this to the Speedvagen geometry template. I wasn't exactly sure what that was (Sacha is a man of few words) but I knew the bb would be lower. I rode his Vanilla SS and while a teenie bit small, felt natural. I'm game. The high bb, while great on bumpy courses, required a bit a finessing at times, so lower felt like a good direction to go. When I finally got the SV built up, I took it, my sniffles, and all my expectations to my local cross course. I managed to get in 3 hot laps before my energy bottomed but it was enough. The bike felt glued to the ground, but very nimble up front. With out knowing the exact geometry, I was guessing 73/71.5 head/seat because it felt like an old Lemond I had w/ similar angles. Sacha emailed that the bike was in fact a 72.7 square w/70mm of bb drop. Ever so slightly quicker up front than the Steelman, a smidge more stable in the butt, and A LOT lower in the BB. I doubt I could have discerned a 0.2 angle difference on it's own, but the change in opposite directions of both the head and seat angles and the significant change in the bb made for a ride that felt both quick and smooth. Cross bike Feng-shui maybe? Hey, but that was only 3 laps on a course I knew well. What about a Race. Well, I raced it. What did I think? I didn't have to. That really sums it up best. I thought about the race, not about the bike. I did catch a pedal twice. I'm use to taking pedal strokes soon after exiting. High bb's will do that to you. Most other turns I was able to rail through, pushing it each lap until I would break lose a tire. Dismounts at speed were smooth and stable. I'm sold.

The Craft:
I'm one of those guys who appreciates craft, but is not big on ornamentation. While I love wiling away work hours drooling over cut and polished lugs, It's not what I buy. A very FX4M kinda guy (1st one to guess that license plate in the comments wins a Snickers). The Vagen has that in spades. Everything that Sacha could think of appears to have been tried and applied. I'm sure everyone who gives a shit is aware of the seatmast and the Paul brake sleeves brazed directly into the stays, but the reason for the madness is a rear brake that's as responsive as the front. Perfect, just perfect. The seatmast-thompsonfrankenpost itself is a beautiful, all stainless piece of work. Very oomph! The dropouts are very trick w/ replaceable stainless plates. I've also never owned a bike w/ so much sweet steel swaging. The top tube appears to be a Life or Zona teardrop which flattens on the bottom as you move toward the saddle thus making for a much more comfortable portage. The downtube is swaged longitudinally along the headtube and laterally (are those actual words?) along the BB. Not new, but it still takes work. Nice and stiff. No need for gussets. The stays are swaged beyond belief. So much swoopy goodness. It gives the rear suspension characteristic I've never experienced on a cross bike. To cap it off, the seat stays are swaged again below the brake bosses into almost a rectangular section. Vertically compliant, yet laterally stiff. Sunday's race was lumpy, but the behind of the beast stayed in contact. My lower back is sending flowers. Thank you Sacha.

The Paint:
This was quite a suprise. After seeing the SV at NAHMBS, I figured the frame to arrive w/ a purposeful powdercoat. I love powedercoat. Not paint sexy, but so midwestern practical. What arrived was a beauty of a frame w/ paint and custom graphics care of COAT. The graphics are especially sweet. The alpha Q fork graphics are painted on the inside to match those on the top tube! The toptube and seatstay graphics are more than just icing, punching way above their wieght. She got hit on a lot at the races. K-murder, you own! As the girls would say, "Truffles!"

The Nitpick:
No one's perfect, but Sacha and the Speedvagen come as close as anything or anyone out there. In order to deliver 30 Speedvagens by early October, production was streamlined by having help, namely Mike Desalvo. I'm not sure what he was responsible for, but I'm assuming he at least TIG'ed the main triangle. I've seen Mike's work at various shows, and well, quite frankly, it's not his best and looks a bit rushed. It's perfectly functional and clean, just not the beautiful, single pass beads that I've seen him do. Again, I'm nitpicking, but hey, this was not cheap frame. The dropouts, while tres qule, need a bit of refinement. I needed to file them a bit so the r. wheel would slide in. I also needed to file a bit off where the seatstay brazes on so I could run my 14-25 junior cassettes. Granted, that's non-standard, but it's a super easy fix for '08 models. The swaged chainstay+dropout combo make for slightly awkward rear wheel changes. The chain gets hung up easily. It's nothing as nerve racking as those moronic KLIEN rear-facing dropouts, but it takes some getting use to none the less. Lastly, the bolts on my seatmast keep loosening. Thanks to the design, there's little adverse effect. The seat height doesn't change because there are shims underneath. The seat itself doesn't move fore or aft because it's still clamped, but it rattles towards the end of a ride/race. It's happened more than once, even thread-locked. Sacha is working with me on it so I'll keep y'all posted. I'm not the least bit concerned.

The Verdict:
A bargain. Not just a good deal, a bargain. Don't believe me? Look around, ask questions, ride lots of bikes, do the math. If you love racing cross and aren't sponsored by Ridley so you can score a new frame every two years, do you're damnedest to get one. I sold a bike, several wheelsets, a vintage coke machine that took me months to restore, and countless other crap to finance it...it was that or the kids went to JCC. I don't miss any of it.

The sickly sweet maraschino cherry:
17.5lbs w/ Dura-ace+reflex+Flexus! 16.9lbs w/ Hugi+ZIPP+FMB! Schwing!

Epilogue:
In talking w/ Sacha, It was clear the Speedvagen project was a labor of love. A love of cross and a love for cross racers. It was a lot of work. Thanks to Sacha, Scott, Kmurder, Mike and anyone else (Molly?) who burned the oil to pull off the charrette! I may be having my worst season in years, but at least I'm enjoying it. Does that make sense?

The Face of "11" a.k.a. Race Report #5

Today was the 2nd race of the Pilarcitos series. Candlestick Park. Ugh. The two worst venues are out of the way. Candlestick is my least favorite course. I usually hope for an excuse to skip it...baby shower, root canal, almost anything really, but I was jonesing to race the new bike. I've been battling a cold all week and losing, but just couldn't wait another week. Crap course. Crap cold. Crap fitness. Let's race! Truth be told, the course was as good as one could expect thanks to a week of sporadic rain. The dry, bumpy, flat dustbowl, was now a slow bumpy, flat not-so-dustbowl. The rains made for slower laps as the grass had softened considerably. If you weren't pedaling, you weren't moving. There's really not that much exiting to talk about on the course. Lots of grassy turns, a few barriers, and along road section that flew you into the start/finish. whooppee. The 'run-ups' were all big-ringable on all but the first lap of mayhem and the road section had me spun out in my 44-14. It was a good course for Flexus. Ran mine at about 37psi. Could have run 35. My legs actually felt decent for the first time in weeks, I just didn't have the lungs this week to go with it. Ave HR was 166 w/ 25 minutes in Z4 and 28 minutes in Z5. I need to shift that to 15/35. Lost the sprint for something-ith place to TooTallJones. We played Cat-n-Mouse the whole race. He would dump me on the road, I would get him at the first set of barrier. Bell lap. I knew he was going to jump me as soon as we exited the dirt and he did. He got a gap so I played dead, then tried to stealth him w/ about 100 meters to go. Unfortunately, it's nigh impossible to stealth someone w/ Flexus on pavement. Loud enough to wake the dead. He heard my wind up and jumped, holding me off by 1/2 a bike. Next week, TooTall, next week, you single, kidless bastard. It was also a race of several 1sts. First race on Sram, and first race on the vagen. Sram has a few quirks which I'm still getting use to but I can't blame my suckness on missed shifts or anything of the sort. So far so good. As for the vagen, well you'll have to start here. Thanks for the photo Brian!

Speedvagen Part 1. The Backstory

Everyone who reads this blog, everyone who knows me, hell even a lot of people I'll never meet know I've got a Speedvagen. I've raved about it's potential, it's aesthetic, it's father, but now it's time to fess up. Does it live up to all the hype, expectations, exaltations? Bear with dear readers for 1st a little background.

I've been riding/racing a long time. Not as long as some, not as much as others, but I feel I've put in my time. I wrenched professionallyfor 12 years including some race support, messengered w/idiotic abandon, commuted diligently, raced poorly, blahblahblah and so on and so forth long enough to have given me the opportunity to ride/own lots of different bikes in varied situations. It's also taught me that while not everything new is better not everything new is evil either. Clipless is better, threadless headsets are better, disc brakes on cross bikes....um, er?. Carbon has a place (thought I'm not sure just where yet). I feel so extremely comfortable on a bike that it is an inseparable extension of me and who I am. For 30 years, my parents have asked me when am I going to stop racing. I'm 44 w/ two small children so I know what they're thinking. They still ask me. I finally told them "Never". *SIGH*. They are of a different generation. Anyway, for reasons which I've explained in the past, I LOVE cyclocross. I'm not great at it. I was always better at crits and track where a bit of smarts and luck can make up for a decided lack of genetics. I like it though because it's hard. Start to finish hard. I like it because it requires a perverse level of mental focus. I LOVE it because, well its cross. Part Circus Maximus (TM Monica), part self-mortification, part kid-friendly lollapalooza. Ahem,where was I? Oh yes, the Speedvagen, background...right. So my first cross bike was an Alan bought back in '91. I don't recall how I acquired it, but I had somehow gotten it in my head that driving 4 hours (each way!) to Chicago each weekend to race cross in the dead of winter would make for good cross training. Chicago cross is a blog unto itself but in a nutshell, that Alan was fine. Fast forward to 1999. I'm living in the bay area and haven't done a cross race since 1992. I find there are races right in my backyard, so I dust off the rig, toeclips and all, and proceed to scare the crap outta myself. The race has some crazy fast long bumpy descents and the forks on the ole aluminum death machine were no longer up to the task. Long story short, I find my way to Brent Steelman and treat myself to a real cross bike. It's been 7 years now and I'm on my 3rd Steelman. Brent is great and the bikes are a reflection. No nonsense, tough steel bikes, yet still light, responsive and clean. The man can torch. Brent, you will be missed. The latest incarnation is a Reynolds/Dedacciai mix w/ a nicely swagged downtube, thin-walled OS toptube and an alpha Q fork. I've been racing it for 5 year. I Love it. ............................It's now my pit bike.

Cyclocross de Montmartre 1945

This comes courtesy of PuddinPie. The other day I blogged about "The Cascades", but play close attention. They run up the stair to Sacre Couer! That is one monster set of stairs! Awesome! My wife is working on the transcript as we speak, right honey? Honey?

The Cascades.

When you've got kids, a full time job, and all the trappings that go along with said happy meal, you need to get creative w/ your training time. I use to go run stadiums at Cal, but it just wasn't doing it for me. Thus was born "The Cascades". Since I do alot of training on my lunch hour, as cross season would roll around I began looking for the equivalent of an urban cross loop. It needed to be close to work, incorprate some run-ups, have a bit of recovery and hopefully be accessible to others. A few years ago I stumbled up The Cleveland Cascade. Check out the pic. That's a looooong set of stairs. The real joke comes at the top when you remount and have to keep climbing for another 100 meters. Nice! A few wrong turns later and I had a good 5 minute loop. Eight repeats and I was ready to puke. So far so good. The only problem was, I was lonely. In the early days, my buddy Robeanski would tag along and that 130lb MF-er would put some hurt on. Still, I was often just solo. Last year, PuddinPie started coming out on a regular basis. I despised his youthful legs, but welcomed his non-stop banter. But that's about as big as it got. So today was a bit of a milestone. No less than 6 crossers showed up to do The Cascades. Myself, Rhoda, PuddinPie, Scarecrow, Jesus, and Rook. Fiesty shows up w/o a bike but sporting some smart and sassy running shorts. My heart sang...then the laps started and it almost stopped. Rhoda always thinks his size is a hindrance (think Chewbacca meets Magnus Backstedt), yet in the next breadth complains about not finding an indoor trainer that can provide enough resistance. I think his power output is about 1.21 jigawatts. Scarecrow shows up for the first time on some tired ole rag of a cross rig and quickly shows that it's most definateley not about the bike! Jesus shows up late, but provides us w/ ample opportunity for heckling as he does lap upon lap. PuddinPie, Rook and me pull up the rear. I'm so happy I could almost hurl. We must be doing 'em right. Rock on fellas.

Oh Fortuna, why hast thou foresaken me.

So here I sit eyeballing the nicest bike I've ever owned (see the Sacha love fest blogs below), while my immune system takes a siesta. I'm racing this thing this weekend no matter what. I know it's stupid so quit looking at me like that. I'm doing it. I need to race this thing. I said that already. More kleenex please. CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP.

Why Cross Rulz: Reason 48

Cyclocross Bike Racing Traffic Jam On Muddy Run-Up - Click here for this week’s top video clips

Why Cross Rulz: Reason 47

DFL Race 4 (finals) Cyclocross Dress.

All smiles.

Picture=lots of words. Lots more here. Bar ends idea nicked from the lads@Montano Velo!

My best side.

Just got forwarded this link. Yep, that's my butt alright, the butt w/ the blue Steelman and red tires. That butt is about to get it's butt kicked by Kammeyers jolly green giant butt.

Oh My!

More pics here.

I live in a shoebox.

We don't have a TV, well at least not in the traditional sense. It's really more of a monitor hooked up to a DVD player. So while we might enjoy the occasional Blues Clues, we are clueless when it comes to current Americana. This is quite a departure for me as I was most certainly a television kid. I went cold turkey 6 years ago...from 67000 cable channels to ziltch. I still have the facial tick, but other than that, everything's cool. The only problem is my super wicked with-it sister. She constantly reminds me that there are actually things whizzing around out there that are actually worth watching. Flight of the Conchords is one of them. Thanks sis...you bastard. P.S after watching this clip, check out "business time".

Ohferchrissake! Race report #4

I'm trying to be positive, but there's little to be happy about. Yesterday was the start of the Pilarcitos series in Brisbane. I was battling a cold all week but felt fine Sunday morning. I figured I'd drive there, check the course, ride a few laps and if I was feeling it, race. Well, my head said go home, but my teammates reminded me of the points competition. The course itself, while not to my strengths, was a fun technical course. I prefer courses with long run ups and sand. This course was more of a bumpy powercourse. I had the best start in a long time, which was crucial given the 50 yards of asphalt followed by a sharp left hand bottle neck which transitioned to a right hand 180 up a short burm. On any lap but the 1st, it was ridable ,but even 10 back there was mayhem and as I was forced to dismount. He-who-shall-remain-nameless tried to RIDE UNDERNEATH, catching my rear wheel as I shouldered and almost throwing the bike outta my hands. DOnt' knwo how I recovered but I did. Then, just like last week, after a single lap....snap. That's all she wrote. SONFOABITCH. Nothing but suffering followed for 40 minutes. I'm so frustrated because I have no explanation. What the HELL is going on. I'm not racing, just suffering. I'm getting pretty tired of this sh!T. On the bright side, I think the team did well as a whole, but I had to split before results were posted. Loaned a wheel to Mel and she rode it to 5th in Womens Bs, so at least a part of me (my bike and I are one, dont' ya know) dah a good race.
I'm off now to drown my sorrows in coffee. Pics of my pain to follow shortly. The arrival of 11 should ease my pain some.

My cross philosophy in a nutshell.

"Sometimes it comes down to who is hardheaded enough to keep on going during trying circumstances and being satisfied with moderate goals like not getting lapped."
-Erik Tonkin

That pretty much sums it up...except substitute the word "lofty" for "moderate". Years back, when I moved up to Master A's, I scored a top ten finish. One week later my 1st daughter was born and been readjusting my goals ever since. It's reassuring to see someone of Erik's caliber echoing a core belief of mine.


Read the entire Erik Tonkin post here. Excellent interview by Brooke.

Cross Vegas 2007. Nothing else like it.

Aren't you glad you race cross. Don't you wish everyone did!

Sit back and enjoy. Thanks Morgan by way of gewilli by way of cxcn.

An Interbike post not about bikes.

Observations:

1. Fat or Fit. There seemed to be no in middle ground. Either people were racer thin or orca fat. Kinda spooky.
2. Guys held on to their girlfriends as if they were running from aliens. I mean death grip. At a ratio of about 400:1 I don't necessarily blame them.
   
3. The Taiwan pavilion never ceases to amuse.
4. The Italian pavilion never ceases to amuse, just not in the bust out laughing, falling on the floor kind referred to in Item 3.
5. All my carbon are belong to us.
   

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I should have know by this omen; My race number was 404. Did I really think I could get away w/ racing after 2 days at Interbike. Well, yes actually. Boy was I wrong. Raced Ole Fart A's at Lion of Fairfax on Satuday and really stunk up the place. Started great, but two laps in, the "lights went out" as Morgan would say. Suffered, I mean really suffered for 5 more laps. I sometimes wish I was one of those guys that could just ride off the course and go home. It's Monday and I'm still wiped out. I'm hoping I've got a cold, otherwise it means I just suck. The course was not to my liking, but everyones got to ride it so there you have it. No complaints. I need a new set of legs.