Lotoja Recovery Party

Did LOTOJA beat you up again? Don’t worry, we got you covered.

The 12th Hour is the Darkest Hour

Sounds great. Sign me up! Red Bell is making a splash at the Village this year with it’s Final Descent Series. It’s a 12 hour race this Saturday, mixing endurance with downhill adrenaline: two of a Jacksonite’s favorite things. If you aren’t into riding the race, you can always enjoy the after party at Nick Wilson’s.

Moose Cross Registration is Open!

Here’s some ‘Cross info from our friends at Victor Velo:

Cyclocross season is almost here in Victor, ID and we hope that you are planning to join us for Moose Cross.

The Moose Cross Cyclocross Festival will again be our premier event and will take place October 8-9, 2011.

Registration for the 2011 edition of Moose Cross goes live tonight at 7 PM Mountain Time. If you are planning to come to Moose Cross, please register online as soon as possible. Racers from out of town look at the pre-registration and a solid list of racers might influence them to come to Moose Cross. We are hoping to increase our numbers this year and we need to do everything we can to show that we put on a first-class event.

Register Here for Moose Cross.

Pierre’s Hole Race Report from “The” Dave Saurman

Hey Riders, So another session of self abuse at Pierre’s Hole this past Saturday. Tons of fun. A great turn out from the locals and others from all over the planet. And maybe a few from nearby planets? A leisurely start at 10:15 for the 50 milers. It was warm, dry and never got above 75 degrees. Perfect race conditions as the weeks rains made the course tacky. Some new trail( still a bit bumpy) but good to mix it up.

I had ridden some of the course last Wednesday and Mill Creek specifically was scary with a water runnel right down the middle of the trail. Thanks to Troy Barry and his crew for making it much more rid able.

The race was fun - though seemed to hurt more than usual. As the 40+ champ for the last two years, I had a lot to live up to…….or not. I knew going in there was some stiff competition this year. A lot of strong contenders not from here.

I had a good start, I had an awesome first decent of Mill creek. I hammered the road up to Bustle Creek decent. I was amazed how many I passed. at one point, like 15at once? The usually long hump up Dry Creek (really painful) and out into Ricks kind of by myself. Start/Finish and off for the second lap. Now the pain increasing. Even better descent down Mill Creek ( as there was no one in front of me) and another good road climb. An OK descent to the Dry Creek #2. Now the pain really begins. I was passed by a few not in my class, and maybe one in the 40 +? I did not care, I kept pushing forward, but not fast enough. Finally the top and slowly into Ricks again. Now I was home. 8 miles to go. Then I began to Cramp. The inner thighs. Damn I hate that. I popped my last 3 Ecaps and moved on. It helped for a while, but a mile from the end I started to cramp agian. Damn. Then I saw some dude, a 100 miler on his last lap and asked him if he had Ecaps? He looked, actually stopped in the middle of his race and found none. I found one last shot of my Egooo and I guess there was enough lytes in it to save me. I finished. Yeah. With no good training except racing, I felt good about my race. I had record time and ended up 4th in the 40+ and a podium as they went 5 deep!! Not bad for this fat out of shape geezer.

Just happy for another clean race, no crashes, no bonks, no flats and no mechanicals.

Oh, and congrats to all my buddies for there podiums. I think just about everyone got a spot.

Cheers, DS

Lone Peak’s Revenge!

For the Mountain Bike Racers itching to get a ride in, check out Lone Peak’s Revenge!

Fiddee Cent Check In!

Gabe “Fiddee Cent” aka “Fiddee” Klamer sent in this excellent report from the innagural PC50 Mountain Bike Race:

One of my all time favorite movies is “Tombstone”. I’ve often wished there would be a sequel. Last week while at the Park City 50 I took the liberty to write the screen play in my delusional mind.

The cast of character would be as follows (Some of the names changed to protect the innocent, some of them have not):

• Doc Holliday played by Fiddee (Hero)
• Wyatt Earp played by Womans NEU National Champ (Hero)
• Curly Bill played by Sam Sweetser (Bad Guy)
• Virgil Earp played by Junkie (Hero)

The movie will be named “The Shootout At the Park City Point to Point”. Like all good sequels you have to see the prelude first to really understand what is going on. So lets take a step back in time at the day Doc first met Curly Bill.

At the starting line Doc had his eyes pealed for a known outlaw that goes by the name of Curly Bill. Curly Bill was known as “The deadliest pistoleer since Wild Bill…” Curly Bill was able to elude Doc at the PC 50 by hiding in the Pro Category which was just ahead of Doc at the starting line. Doc and Wyatt rode together the entire day with their eyes pealed for Curly. Later at the saloon Doc finds out that Curly finished ahead of him. Although Doc was happy with his finish he is left with an unsettled feeling. Their next meeting will be the Park City Point to Point. There is a score to settle between Doc and Curly. “So run, you Cole Sport sponsored athlete… RUN! Tell all the other Cole Sport sponsored athlete’s the law’s comin’! You tell ‘em I’M coming… and hell’s coming with me, you hear?… Hell’s coming with me!”

Byers digs his Singlespeed!

From Dave Byers:

As of July 2010 I had owned a singlespeed for a little over a month but when I finished the Cream Puff on my geared hardtail last year I knew that I wanted to attempt the Puff in 2011 on a singlespeed. I only have two long races under my belt on the SS, and I still have a lot to learn about singlespeed endurance racing, but so far I dig it.

I have to admit that I was a little nervous about how I would feel late in this race. Three weeks prior to the Puff I did a six hour training ride with Fiddee Cent in Jackson and we climbed Ferrins Trail three times on our singlespeeds. On that third time up Ferrins, as we were gruntin’ and snortin’ and thrashin’ our way up the hill with a ridiculously low cadence, Fiddee said something that gave me pause. He said, “I’m gonna pray for you” with an unspoken reference to the amount of climbing in the Cream Puff.

This year’s Cream Puff used the classic 3-lap format which sends you up a long gravel road climb, continues to climb on singletrack into the Jedi Forest, descends a bit, then climbs even more, and finally ends with a ridiculously long singletrack descent on the Alpine Trail…3 times. I have to say that this was by far my favorite course of the four different Puff courses I have raced.

Lap 1
Trying to keep up with the fast geared riders on a singlespeed during the 3-mile “neutral” rollout on pavement is pretty comical. In hindsight, I should have sought out a 220 lb linebacker-type and just glued myself to his rear wheel. Ha!

My opening climb went great and although I was climbing while standing for most of it I felt like I was within my limits. As usual, my teammate Hami was up the road already and out of sight but I was focused on my race. I yo-yoed with Namrita O’Dea a bit and we broke up the effort with a little chat about her big road trip out west. Even in the cool morning temps I was conscious to drink at least one 24oz bottle of Carbo Rocket per hour plus some EFS Liquid Shot for extra calories. Later in the lap I mixed in a bottle of CR 333 for easy-to-reach calories in the singletrack. The singletrack climbs after Aid #3 were just on the edge of what was rideable for me with my 32×20 gearing but I cleaned all of it which gave me some added confidence. I knew I was having a good day when the trail pointed down at the top of the Jedi Forest and I quickly passed a few riders who had been dangling out in front of me for the past half hour. Descending at the Puff had been a weakness for me in the past and I consciously worked on my cornering before this race. I remember saying to myself, “How freakin’ good is this!?!?” as I was swooping down the Alpine Trail surrounded by giant old growth trees and luscious green ferns. I have to say that the lack of chain slap and overall quietness of the SS doesn’t hurt the descending experience one bit either.

My body felt good and my stoke level was high as I rode into Aid #1 at the bottom of Lap #1. The aid stations are so good at the Puff that it would be easy to get sucked into lollygagging in the buffet line. However, I ignored the buffet and found my drop cooler, grabbed two bottles & a gel flask, lubed the chain, and was out for Lap #2 pretty quick.

Lap 2
Near the end of Lap #1 I passed my teammate Dave Saurman on the descent. Saurdude made a quick pit as well so we rode together on the North Fork Trail and settled into a climbing groove together up Rd 1910. Dave was climbing really well and even mixed up the cadence with some standing climbing. However, I do think it was totally rude of him to ride away from me in his big chain ring when the gravel road pointed downhill for short sections. A polite teammate would have coasted along with me to keep me company since I was spun out.

I did eventually pull away from Saurdude on the way to Aid #3 and I couldn’t wait to shred the Jedi Forest again. Did I mention that I felt really good descending in this race? While flying down the Alpine Trail on Lap #2 I had a flashback to a scene from Talledega Nights:

Susan to Ricky Bobby: You need to grab a hold of that line between speed and chaos, and you need to wrestle it to the ground like a demon cobra! And then, when the fear rises up in your belly, you use it. And you know that fear is powerful,because it has been there for billions of years. And it is good. And you use it. And you ride it; you ride it like a skeleton horse through the gates of hell, and then you win, Ricky.

Is it wrong that I think of random movie quotes as I am descending at a rapid rate of speed in the middle of a race? I digress.

You may or may not have noticed that I have yet to mention my arch rival and teammate Hami. This is where things get interesting. At the very bottom of Lap #2, I saw Hami leaving Aid #1 to begin Lap #3. Hami made it into the select group at the front of the race on the opening climb and I hadn’t seen him since but now we were only three minutes apart. When I saw him at the end of my euphoria-filled descent I couldn’t help myself. I should have just kept my mouth shut. Or, if I had been thinking more clearly, I should have played an Ali vs. Fraser “Rope a Dope” and faked a viscious bonk or something to make Hami think I was on the verge of quitting. Instead, I looked Hami square in the eye and said, “Oh yeah, it’s on!!!”

Lap 3
As I began the long climb I could see Hami ahead in the distance climbing out of the saddle. We were running the same gearing so there was no surprise there. I really wanted to try to chase him down but I also knew it was a long lap and I thought I had plenty of time to make my move. Hami had other ideas and I am 99.5% sure that he wants to beat me every bit as bad as I want to beat him. Near the top of the long climb he found another gear and just like that he was out of sight. For the rest of the lap I was chasing a ghost that I was sure I would see around the next corner…but I never did. Hami threw down a great race of his own and beat me by four freakin’ minutes! Just to recap, in the last 18+ hours of head-to-head racing (Boise 9 to 5 + Cream Puff), that skinny gluten-free singlespeed hardman has beaten me by a combined 5 minutes. This calls for drastic measures. I am not sure what they are yet but rest assured they will be drastic.

Thanks Dave!