Archive for the 'endurance' Category

01
Jul

Cascade Creampuff…

By Wolfy 1 Comment
Categories: endurance

Got back Monday. Trend did epic battle with an epic trail and wound up dazzled by the awesome singletrack, cramping and puking a little. It was pretty hot. Pyrofloptic burned out three of the four climbs and called it a day.

Scott from uBRDO
I hung with Scott from uBRDO Cycle and Mountain in Kirkland WA most of the day. We did some wrenching, some BSing and some beer drinking. Good guy. Sounds like his shop is pretty much what TBS Bike and Sport would be like if such a thing existed…

There were a lot of fairly beat down people sunday. I suppose that was the point. I even got in on some of that action Saturday taking a hard slammer into the lower section of the Alpine Trail (?) which we rode with Nat and his crew from Seattle on Saturday. I think I broke (or bruised REALLY bad) a rib.

100_6200
Oregon is amazing. The forests are SOOOO THICK!!! Ferns, evergreens, flowers, green plants EVERYWHERE!! And poison oak. Fortunately the had Techu for us in the showers. That stuff works pretty well. Doesn’t do shit for cramps though.

We met a dude named Kris from Seattle area who is an engineer for e13 components. He and trent helped pace each other in the first few laps. then Kris punked him with a can of Ensure. (We’ll get our revenge punk!!!) maybe pretty soon, Kris said he’s coming down for a Tahoe Epic, stay tuned…

I’m really stoked to get back up there and do more riding. Super bummed that TheRestlessApe and I got squeezed out of it due to being old and broken.

Trent burning the last gallon
But what can you do. It’s the bitching and moaning that makes the difference between a baconstripper and a Creampuff… Good work TRENT!!

-M

02
Jun

Imogene

By sphincterboy 1 Comment
Categories: endurance, mountain and travel

For those of a particularly masochistic bent, registration for the Imogene Pass Run (Ouray to Telluride, CO) is now open. I registered this morning as the (presumed) only entry from Team BaconStrip. OK, I know this does not involve bikes, skis, or active camming protection, but it is fun in a painful sort of way. This is probably the best short trail race in the country and entry is highly sought-after; registration usually closes in less than a week.

Site is imogenerun.com

 You’ll go…you wanna go.

 Another post and pix from Long’s Peak will follow as soon as I can get off my lazy ass and post ‘em.

-SB

08
May

Coolest 24 hour race episode 3: The race is underway…

By Wolfy 2 Comments
Categories: endurance

-M

05
May

Coolest 24 hour race video: episode 1

By Wolfy 2 Comments
Categories: endurance

More to follow…

-M

31
Mar

Three passes ride sunday

By Wolfy 7 Comments
Categories: bike races and endurance
April 6, 2008

Tour de FatWhile Nooner and the McDeez R rocking Downieville and The Yuba, Barrett and I are planning on riding Geiger, Spooner and Mt. Rose on the road. Sound’s fucking miserable if you ask me. But it also sounds like it might be helpful if I plan to not suckdonkeyballs @ the Cascade Cream Puff in June. You never know…

I know Gris had mentioned wanting to do this ride. So if you think you can ride slow enough, please join us!

-M

27
Mar

A Grisly Day in Auburn

By Wolfy 6 Comments
Categories: Uncategorized and endurance

All this talk about chuck norris blah blah blah, Let me tell you this: Chuck can come or go, but you DON’T want the Grisly Bike Geek dropping a bomb in your shitter @ 5 in the morning. That’s why I was ready and waiting in the driveway when he pulled up yesterday.
Grisly Ride
It was a simple plan and a plan that would end in disaster. Well, not really. Gris, Nooner, Huck Tater, JohnS and I started riding from the Confluence around 8 or so. 30 min later we hit the connector trail. Badda Bing Badda Boom, we ride and ride and climb and climb. Nooner and Gris are way off the front. John and Lee are riding my ass like a $5 whore. WTF! I’m gonna quit MY job, throw in a 2000 flushes blue, quit drinking coffee and ride and ski until the water turns clear again!

Grisly Ride
Nothing eventful on the first lap, but the sighting of this strange sticker on the Foresthill Divide trail. Weather was perfect, dirt was perfect (as if dirt could be anything but perfect) and the GBG seemed to be riding spry despite his advanced age.

Popping out from the Tunnel Trail I hear the sweet sweet call of my lovely-but-taken, look-but-can’t-touch (or so you believe..) Bustigator! He brought with him the DogIsNuts, Icandy, and Matty themack daddy, smokedthefatty from cincinatti Larson of The stable Quiver. Almost EVERYONE on singlespeeds! (including Nate on the Maverick with the Paul Melvin!)
Grisly Ride
We all started back up the connector trail. GBG, Nooner, Huck and John blasting it the fuck off with Matty riding them like they were $20 whores. Icandy had some issues with, of all things, getting his tires to seal. Pretty bike dude. Maybe some dirt on those tires would help thicken the sidewalls. Anyway, he and Bustigator and Schuster and I rallied pretty good around the course.
Grisly Ride
GBG said he pushed it hard as he could and didn’t cramp or bonk. I did the same, though a third lap would have pushed it too far.
Grisly Ride
Nate’s says: ”
23.2 mile lap. 2970′ of climbing per lap. 6.7 miles each way on the connector trail, + or -. The down hill to the confluence is .3 mi longer than the climb. So that puts the final leg at about 13.7 miles with ~1300′ of climbing. A-squad total of 60.1 miles you crazy bastards.”

Grisly Ride
We had a frame fatality, and a near rider fatality when John hit a kicker and went off the trail @ the end of the Tunnel Trail down by the American River. GBG can chime in with the description. Here’s the aftermath.

Then we hit Maria’s in Auburn for some Carnitas. Matty’s not a huge fan of Mexican, but he suckeditthefuck up for the good of the team. Thanks Bro!!

Good riding with all you fuckfaces! And on a WEDNESDAY!?!???!?!!!!!

-M

15
Mar

signal pk!!!

By nooninator 12 Comments
Categories: Skiing, adventure, backcountry, comrades, endurance and mountain

That’s Stubbie, the smoothest biker you’ll meet, badass alpine shredder, in the resort and B/C and a beer drinking extraordinaire!!!

So I took a much needed break from the bike, in particular, the 1speed!  Last night my buddy Greg (Stubby) called and told me to meet him at Aarons in the A.M.  From there we headed west on I-80 to Cisco Grove, parked, and did the giant slog up to Signal Pk  We thought we were going to ski the north shot on the backside, but noticed if we did another short traverse, we could scrounge a lil more vert out of it.  So of course, we said, let’s do it, and screw the skins let’s just boot pack up this bitch!  By the time we got to the top it was a freaking blizzard out!  Which was off and on… bluebird, blizzard, bluebird, blizzard…We waited for Mr. Sunshine and sure enough he came.  We ended up skiing down an east face that was one of the sickest “Warren Miller Style” screw that, “Powder Whore Style” lines that I skied this year.  Well, maybe not that big, those guys go big!  Nonetheless, it was fanfuckintabulous anyway!  Smokey and Salomon’s lines were pretty sick too.  Not bad for a few mutts and some old dogs!  Ha!  We dropped it like it’s hot, dropped it like it’s hot!  So what we skied down we had to skin up, another freaking slog fest!  When we got to the top we finished off our vittles and waited out the blizzard again… and guess who decided to show his bright face?  That’s right, Mr. Sunshine… so we strapped our shit up nice and tight and skied another sick line down the south face of Signal Pk and took the long semi-downhill traverse back to the car… this was were Smokey and Salomon were really able to show off the speed and not so graceful agility… I think they got broke the fuck off, well, so did Greg and Aaron and I!!!It was a six hour day and we weren’t lolly-gagging around either.  Maybe a lil, like pals do I guess!  Sorry Wolfy, no pictures, to busy skiing!  Sorry for not calling everyone else either, it was a last minute thing and we left early.   Later dudes and chicks, Nooner   

04
Nov

More Nevada Day pics:

By Wolfy 0 Comments
Categories: adventure and endurance

It was sort of a late start, but we made good time from the springs to High Rock (sorry excuse for a) lake. Passing along the way this cool spot heading up into Fly Canyon.

California Trail

Here’s a cool spot with a slickrock climb then a descent into a box canyon!

HighRockClimb

Some neat terrain through the canyon including a couple muddy spots, but nothing we couldn’t handle.

Mud

The land scape was VERY different from the previous day with many bends and turns, including this cool opening in the canyon with a sweet looking Butte. It’s the wild west man! Makes you want to pop off a couple rounds and start spittin tobaccy.

Butte

We shot for Steven’s Camp, which I didn’t get any pics of, but when we got there we found a total mess. Moto boots, a pot full of grease and onions, Baily’s, wine, dishes EVERYWHERE, and a REALLY funky smell (in addition the the one coming from us). We moved on after filtering some water. Not sure if it’s real or alarmist, but there’s a sign saying the water from the tap is NOT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION. We read that AFTER filling bottles. But we had some iodine so it was ok…

We rolled on from that abomination to see a 200+ heard of antelope and then a nice sunset around a camp fire.

Dinner

Fire

A cold and frosty night ensued, with some rather disturbing noises and chatterings coming from Smithers and VNasty.

More to follow…

-M

09
Oct

Wild, Wild West

By sphincterboy 2 Comments
Categories: Disgusting and endurance

Second day of the Wild West Relay (Fort Collins-Steamboat Spgs, CO) last August. Why is this guy smiling? Despite two hours of sleep and 14 miles of running (almost all of it uphill) in the last 24 hours, and the prospect of another uphill 5.5 miles to finish it off, there is BACON available. Coffee (I know, I KNOW, it was the only caffeinated beverage available, and it’s not like I would otherwise voluntarily give them my $) was also absolutely necessary. Which is good, because that’s all there was. Except for the sweat- and Gatorade-soaked Clif bar in the bottom of my duffelbag, buried under three strata of stinky but hi-tech clothes, which nauseated me and my teammates by its mere presence.

Don’t look up. Whatever you do, don’t look up.

No bikes were harmed in the running of this race.

17
Sep

2 thousand miles and the VT125

By japhyrider 3 Comments
Categories: bike races, endurance and travel

THIS IS A WORK IN PROGRESS - I had to get something going, and will fill it in as I have more time to write. I don’t have any pics of the actual race, but hope to poach digital pics from the web. let me know if you/someone you know has some to share. cheers!

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

oh boy, for the amount of time and fiscal resources i commit to traveling to race a few times a year, one would think that i’d get better at optimizing my probability for success in said event - finishing it, at least. this latest attempt had me traveling solo again (i must be a handful to roadtrip with), across the Basin and Range, across the Colorado Plateau, and over the Monarch Crest of the Rockies, into the headwaters of the Arkansas River. i knew it’d be more than a day’s ride, but hadn’t done the math. turns out it’s an even 1,000 miles from my abode in Reno to Salida, CO. with fuel typically $3/gal or more, and traveling solo, taking the motorbike was the only sensible option…

go man

“one less car, bitch” Continue reading ‘2 thousand miles and the VT125′

« Previous Entries
Close
E-mail It