This weekend Noah and drove 3 hours to KC to race manion cx. The race is a good one it’s on side of hill and it’s very challenging and technical in nature you are descending or climbing the whole time. Briton puts on the event and it’s pretty good CX weekend.
It was misting pretty much all the way there. We got to the venue just in time to watch end of the masters race. People were picking up mud and grass left and right and it wasn’t getting any better. The mist and the rain continued. I decided to throw my limus tires on my disk brake bike and just ride that bike whole race. I should have changed my gearing to something lower but I forgot my Ebb tool so it was going to be 39×17 the whole race. After pre riding the course I decided to lower my psi to mid-20. I bit of risk but it was getting pretty muddy. At the start of the race people we just all over the place. I quickly got ahead of majority of them by running all the off camber section and not even trying to ride them. That worked out pretty good until Roger Williams passed me. Before the race he told me about the gear ratio he was running and I knew it would be a long shot to keep him off with my heavier gear. When it rains like this you just don’t want to go slow and you want to keep your laps clean. The combination of tire pressure and disk brakes allowed me to descent faster and I kept it upright the whole race. Finished 2nd and watched Noah race open. There was usually mess a plenty with no working power washer. Snapped derailleurs people running around with their bikes. Regular muddy mess. I don’t mind ridding messy races I just mind cleaning up afterword. Thanks to Terry a Julie Higgins cleaning was a breeze. Those guy have sweet setup for bikes in their Garage and Noah and I cleaned up. Made dinner and watched Wisconsin Game. I promptly passed out at 945 pm.
If day one was cloudy and cold and damp, day two proved to be hot and sunny. Unlike Saturday Masters had the worst course of the day. IT was muddy and not so fast. But as the day went on the course was getting faster each heat. I was a bit nervous by Joe Fox proclamation of him and Brian West racing SS race. Both of those dudes are pretty fast and Andrew Lyles is no joke so I was having nightmarish mental image of getting stuck in some sort of Cycle city sandwich. That was pretty much what happened I was 4th going to technical section but after Joe stacked it on one of the sections I was able to get by him and try to take some chances on downhill and technical section. That was working for while I had good gap. Needless to say I might have went out too hard. Joe got me right before last lap. That was racing for the weekend. Some things still need to be tightened up but overall better effort than last weekend.
Manion is pretty good venue. Pretty technical and if you riding SS it’s pretty hilly and though. Free food and free beer and pretty good payout for 3s and open
Lawrence is next on the schedule next weekend. Will see what happens with October
Schedule getting a bit of mix up and government shutdown.
It’s been pretty quiet on the blog maybe lack of epic ride or self-accomplishment has something to do with that fact but in reality is I have been super busy work/home jury duty it all adds up. I guess I could write about cx training but that’s the point. Let me paraphrase old futbol saying, 22 man kick a ball for 90 minutes but in the end the Germany wins. In our small local cx group it would say, bunch of dudes ride around in circles for 60 minutes but in the end Savery wins. Instead let me focus on review write-up of Salsa event at Green Street the visual juxtapose that happened last Saturday needs to be chronicled.
Let me start off by saying I love beer and salsa since this event had both so what’s not to like. MK and I figured we would attend and try to “win” me a SS frame because it’s seems silly for me not to have such bike. When we got to Green Street we were a bit taken back, I mean I know this shop is all-city dealer but it seemed to me like all the people (models) from the fine All-city catalog somehow appeared in NODO at this particular event, for moment I thought Kevin Bacon will slide on a fix gear and throw down a big bag of tortilla chips, alas I was let down (secretly) I don’t think I was the only one.
On to the actual salsa tasting/judging competition. The panel had the food critic from Omaha SBH, the salsa QBP sales rep and someone else …. While the judges were stuffing their faces with salsa and scribbling their observations about each dish we play trivia which consisted of questions about salsa the food, salsa the brand and Games of Thrones ( I guess the MC likes that show/books) Any who since I’m nerd and I read the books it was fine. Megan even won a Mumu (I mean XL t-shirt)
What followed was complete chaos. There are two explanations for what happened. Number one there was free beer and people got schlakered and got the munchies. Second one, and this is a bit more farfetched but plausible, is simple a lot young Jewish people tried to break the Yom Kippur fast right in front of my eyes. This could be all wrong for all I know; my knowledge of Judaism is via one Of Kevin G. I let you decide which one is which. All I know is there was a lot of people and not enough chips. The overall quality of the salsa was great, even with the joker whom tried to kill my gut with ghost pepper salsa.
All kidding aside it was pretty stellar event, well done Green street folks well done. Side note happy bday to Ryan and Roxy, those guys do a bit for MTB community in Nebraska and really they get bitched out more than they deserve and praised less than they should.
Back in the spring when I was riding all the solo miles getting ready for Dirty Kanza, I would also try to go to both Mills/Fremont county. Both of the counties span across Loess Hills and have multiple tributaries of Missouri River. While ti’s no Southern MN/Northern Iowa the vista are great. I always liked to think about sharing what I have found with other people. Finally i convinced enough people who have nothing to do whole day to join me. This would be the longest ride before GW and i really wanted to ride sweet roads of Mills county.
I think phrases like epic and yonder get thrown out way to often. Usually they reference the same routes with the same people doing the same rides. Sometimes it’s nice to ride somewhere new and not follow wheels. Sundays adventure took us on some roads people didn’t see and I was glad to show some of my friends sweet roads. All and all it was good time it reminded me of how I felt when I finished 2nd GLGA ride couple years ago. Sensory overload good times.
Just rolling along
I don’t know at what point someone decides to make road that does only to their house. But I’m glad they did.
Eric B charging with his BKB kit
There is story about this but it was group effort fuck-up but we all survived and enamored ourselves in instagram/gravel/yonder glory.
It was nice to race locally and for shorter duration. Ponca State Park is my favorite if the trails are dry you can carve some sweet lines. Alas that was not the case this year. During my pre ride lap it dumped and I got soaked. The trail was mess. Roxy pushed the start time to noon. The course w as still wet but not un ridable. The climbs were tractor pull and descent for first 2 laps were a test in patience and balance. But after that the trail started to get dry and good. As far as the race was concerned it was pretty boring. I rode with Jonathan Waitt for 2 laps then by myself for 4. Didn’t get passed by any one passed couple of Cat ones… Got 4th. Realized that I will have to re-cable my bike after this.. 2nd time this year (supper wet races thus far). It was pretty good day everything was working well.. I was able to keep the HR pretty high for 3 hours so that’s good…. One more race to close out the Spring Campaign then it’s vacation followed by cx build ( both bikes and the body).
Start of June, means only one thing on my calendar. Dirty Kanza… if there is race that has gotten the better of me for the last 3 years it is Dirty Kanza. This ultra is one of toughest one day race in U.S. Combination of heat/wind and just though terrain make it a difficult day on bike. This year I once again opted for single speed bike and once again my lovely wife MK and her side kick Miko volunteered to be my support. The drive down to Emporia was not too bad. The packet pickup was a bit hectic, a lot of familiar faces and a lot of people in general. After quick spin it was time for dinner and early bed time. Spike TV was playing Star War Episode IV so that was good sign. Race Day
That’s a lot of people
The 4 am wake-up call came early, I ate some rice porridge drank some coffee and headed out the door. With a lot of people this year you want to get a good spot, especially for single speed you need to suck as many wheels as humanly possible. I didn’t realize how many people were lined up on the street but it was a lot. I only realized after I looked at the pictures later. The start was no so smooth, the roll-out was slow but each corner we took, there as giant slinky effect. Everyone would sprint out of the corner only to slam the brakes and screw the people behind you. I was pretty nervous with amount of people who might not be comfy riding in double pace line at 25 mph. Then I happened someone spilled 4 bikes ahead of me, Stephen (chaos) Thompson, tried to bunny hop the guy and the bike and superman across the carnage that was very close call. As the hills came the pack split up. I got stuck in typical SS mode. Climb better on hills only to be passed by bunch of people on downhill or tailwind section. Then the best part of the day happened. Peat with lower gearing caught up with me and we spend most of the day riding together. It was match made in heaven we quickly made game plan of sticking together if possible. If you never rode with Peat, you are missing out it’s really a great experience not only is he supper talented Mountain bike he’s also super nice guy. We talked about music, tires bricks, food, awesomeness that is bacon… It wasn’t really racing it was more like just riding around. My favorite part of the race happened in only muddy part of the race. Peat and I rode the MMR section and bypassed about 30 people walking their bikes in ditch… (take that ditch walkers) It was pretty sweet I must say. After first Checkpoint Peat fell back, he later told me his support car wasn’t even there, and I rode by myself I took some pulls with chamois butter guys and Girl named Kristen. It was pretty slow going climbing at 8 mph into stiff headwind. But we kept on making progress. The 100 mile checkpoint came and I stopped and ate one of my home-made sandwiches and pounded some coconut water. Got new bottles and some rice cakes and took off. Peat got back to me, and we rode together again. We might of weirded Kristen out a bit as we were making jokes. The wind was still a factor and there was plenty of oil fields when we were going pretty slowly. I was running low on water and stopped at farmhouse. Peat went ahead of me but they weren’t more than ½ mile head as matter of fact a group of about 20 people taken wrong turn so they all caught me and Peat and I were like peas and carrots again. Sometimes during that time Peat got a flat and I broke a spoke. It was during that time that Peter the other SS guy whom we thought be being ahead of us, pulled behind us and to our great surprise. So here we were 140 miles into this 1/2/3 sitting and riding together. While closing on the last checkpoint Peat and I formulated a plan. We have let Peter go ahead of us alone around mile 40 to see if the wind can soften his resolve. On the last section we were going to take turn attacking him and see what would happen. This was great plan. However it never happened. My car wasn’t next to theirs I didn’t see them leave. I left pretty quickly but I had no idea what the gap was and what they were doing ahead. I rode by myself for first time during the race. I was getting tired but was still trying to get some speed out on tailwind section. I would get passed by the geared guys in the pace line but 19mph was my only top speed I could maintain. I caught Todd Greer at mile 195 gave him some motivational talk and congratulated him on job well done. I crossed the finish line at 14:20 time 3rd in Single Speed. I was a bit bummed I didn’t see those guys leave I would have like to be there at the end. That’s part of endurance racing though. I’m super stoked for Peat, we always talk about riding together and we finally had good 7 hour session. I couldn’t pick a better riding buddy than Him. So that is that the demons for this year we conquered. It was nice to finish in the day time. On the side note these races are getting super fast….
Feeling like million $… okay not really
Both Megan and I made a lot of sacrifices for this race. I was gone for some long rides to get ready for this, it was her ability to put up with this schedule that paid benefits. I would also like to thank Mark Savery, his coaching plan he put me on in March paid huge benefits. If you like to talk to him about his services do so, he’s know what he is talking about. Minus missing the guys at the last checkpoint everything went really well. Thanks for inspiration, Corey Godfrey when I was chubby dude I read his blog and was awed by his progress you are inspiration for me.
Lastly I would like to thank our little Midtown Cycling crew. You guys are great, I can’t ask for better group of people to push each other. Thank you my sponsors Midwest Cycling Community/ Twin Six. I got two more races and then it’s off for summer vacation to Spain. They should be shorter in time/nature
Peat and I color matching at the podium
P.S. I might be editing this post to add some pictures