Wow, Gran Fondo Goldendale is one spectacular ride. And I’m not just saying that because I want to sell more registrations, I’m saying that as a dude who rides bikes a lot and is blown away by how rad it is. But lets back up a bit, you may remember the story from last year where I participated in GFG. It was awesome and I had hoped I could pull it off again this year. As the event drew near I could see the pieces of the puzzle falling into place. I have such rad family of volunteers! Everything came together nicely and by 9:00 am Sunday morning all of the work that goes into these feels soooo worth it. Especially when your on a bike! Again, Brooklynn successfully led us out of town (you never know with her) and we were on our way. The sun was out and GFG was as spectacular as ever. Snowy mountain peaks (5? I lost count) some road, some gravel, little climbs, big climbs, twisty rippin fast down hills, still buzzin from it all. I will spare you my long winded story as it would sound very much like last year: ride hard trying to hang with guys that are too fast for me, realize that part way through, and spend the rest of the ride paying dearly for it. But somehow still getting across the finish line with a reasonable time. Awesome day!!! Again, gotta give it up for my crew, so awesome to just go ride my bike and know that GFG is in good hands!
After a 3 month hiatus the Vicious Cycle Gran Fondo series resumed on Sept 26th for the respect-demanding Winthrop finale in the beautiful North Cascades. I was wondering if some of the legitimate series contenders had lost focus in those 12 weeks and perhaps had even gotten a little soft and blowsy in anticipation of the impending Holiday Season so a pretender might be able to sneak himself into the mix. And because my training regimen is 95% comprised of a daily 35 mile commute my conditioning doesn’t really have any peaks or tapers over the course of the entire year. Maybe, just maybe some of us minnows could ambush the big guns on an off day. Continue reading “Inside GFW w/ Brig Seidl”
The Bavarian Bike and Brew Festival has always been one of my favorite events. Since my first time in 07 I think I have only missed one. It tends to suit my style, a long grind to the top, then a long bomber downhill… that finishes in a beer garden, told you it fit my style. Continue reading “On The Otherside of The Megaphone at B&B”
Anybody out there race the original Beezley Burn back in the day. I mean waaaaay back in the day, like 1992? Remember that? It was only around for a few years. I was like 13 or so and had a sweet Shogun Trail Breaker II. I bought that bike for $400 at the short lived Ephrata bicycle shop. I remember walking to the bike shop with an envelope stuffed full of every penny I owned, and then cruising home in style. The race back then was organized by the city. The start and finish were in the same place as we have it, but that is about all the similarities between the Beezley Burn of then and the Beezley Burn of today. It was my first race, and all I remember is that it hurt! Apparently my first 13 years of life had been pretty easy, because I had never experience pain quite like that. Fast forward 15 years to 2005. My wife and I decided we were going to resurrect the Burn. It sounded so easy, hammer a few stakes in the ground, buy some numbers, BAM, there it is. We had no idea what we were doing (we’re only slightly better now) but we were going for it. We had 47 participants that year… and were totally stoked! While the original Burn was only around for a few years, the impression it left upon me (literally) lives on.
I was finally able to make it back to Echo OR. As I recall my first trip in 09 aboard a full rigid single speed was rough. Really rough. So this go around, in an effort to redeem myself, I decided to forgo the super plush, Trek Superfly 100 with lots of really nice gears, and run the Gary Fisher Rig single speed. And I can say that this time around did not hurt as bad… at first. Continue reading “Red 2 Red”