Great day to be on the bike yesterday. A bit hot and humid compared to recent weather, but who cares. Skipped work to watch the L'Alpe d'Huez individual Time Trial. My friends Dave and Issy graciously hosted a TDF viewing party. Hopped on the fixed gear bright and early and rode downtown to their place to watch Armstrong crush the field. About a dozen of us showed up and feasted on a nice little spread. Dave even held a raffle and I won some Phil Wood grease. Right on. Thanks so much for having this.
Later on hit up the Wednesday night dirt ride. We had 7 riders on the fast ride tonight, scaled back to 6 mid-ride. Again, good stuff. Trails are dry and fast and other than having some issues w/ my ENO eccentric hub slipping, the ride was primo.
MTB Reunion //
Tuesday - July 20, 2004
Great riding this weekend as we had a partial reunion of team Sweet Leaf. Three quarters of us present and accounted for as Brad drove directly from the airport to the trailhead to meet myself and B-more boy Tim for a single speed session. I'm hoping we can race this team again, but it hasn't been too promising so far. Put togther in 1999 to race the final version of the 24 Hours of Canaan, we got back together in 2000 to do the 24 Hours of Moab. Tahoe was next on the agenda, scheduled for 2001 but it didn't happen and we've been trying to do it ever since. It might never come together at this point, who knows.
Regardless, it was good to log some trail time with the boys, too bad it was just a quick hit. Bummer though, as I missed our 4th member Bill when he was in town a few weeks ago.
Maybe Tahoe won't be next, Granny Gear had to cancel it this year anyway. But there's other options and always next year. I'm not ready to give up on getting this team back together for another 24 hour race.
Crash and Burn //
Monday - July 19, 2004
Less than 2 miles into Saturday's ride and I hear that familiar sound of rock on rim as I'm blazing down the Vineyard Spring trail, speed somewhere in the mid-20's. With no immediate feedback otherwise, I assume I've kicked up a loose rock that's ricocheted off the rim. A short distance later, as I'm leaned way over railing through a turn, the front tire dissolves underneath me as all of the air escapes from my tube. With no traction at this angle I'm in no position to salvage this as the front wheel washes out. I ride it down in a smoldering heap and do a full body slide across the baked dirt and rocks. Where is the camera when you need it? Because I can guarantee this would have been some cool wreck footage.
No injuries serious enough to stop the ride, I fix the flat and we soldier on. Jay and I do a slightly modified version of the Avalon Assault that clocks in around 23-24 miles. Certainly not my best day on the trail, but it was great to be on the trail anyway.