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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

27, rail rider

It looks like Deuce Seven is out riding the rails once again, though this time on a pedal-powered railcar - looks like a blast!  There are related photos on his flickr site, so go take a look.

The most fun machine in the world.

Damn this looks like fun:
Approaching a tunnel with a curve inside

Monday, September 26, 2011

Daddy Long Legs, Who Did Name You?

This guy had me chuckling for a bit.



His name is DJ Flula and he's funny like Neil Hamburger.  Well, maybe not that funny.

The clavicle is mending up nicely.  The bone isn't quite set-up, but I've made noticeable mending progress in the past few days.  It's going to be a while before I can get rad again, but no worries, it's all part of the process.

This Pugsley on log rollers video was posted back in 2007, just sayin':


Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Cirque du SoGAY III (3, three)

This one is a lot of fun, so you should do it!

cdsg III flyer - VI

Cirque du SoGAY is Queer Bike Gang (QBG)'s annual bicycle tour of the hottest Queer establishments in the Twin Cities. Cirque du SoGay was created to celebrate Queer culture while connecting people to LGBTQ resources in the community, and is followed by an awards ceremony, performances, and a big gay dance party.

Visit their page, race the race.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Monday Calls for Video

Joey goes down over the barricades:

Hope he's okay.  Thanks to BikeHugger for their link.

And in other news, I need to get down to Lincoln at some point; Star Wars themed parties, I mean come on!  Video by Elisabeth:

My Week #126 (September 12 - 18) from nocoastfilms on Vimeo.


That's all for now.  Get to work!

Friday, September 16, 2011

October is Rideshare to Work Month!


I'm just gonna throw this out there as I've got a broken bone and feel like I need to do something positive:

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October is Rideshare to Work Month!
Please partner with us to promote Rideshare to Work Month aimed at encouraging employees to share the ride to work, saving money, reducing stress and helping the environment.  If your employees carpool just one day during the month of October, we enter them into our prize drawing to win a $500 Gas Gift Card or Garmin GPS! 
We offer FREE ride matching assistance to help people find someone to carpool with.
Schedule a Commuter Fair with us, or simply forward this Rideshare to Work Month flier to your co-workers.


It is time to Nominate yourself or your company for a regional Commuter Choice Award!
Every year the region acknowledges companies and individuals who promote commuting options. Awards recognize outreach efforts, achievements and programs designed to reduce drive-alone traffic that were completed between October 2010 and September 2011.

Last year’s awards included:
Progressive Organization
Corporate Responsibility
Civic Champion
Outstanding Employee Support
Technology Excellence
Sustained Commitment to Transportation Options
Outstanding Regional Leader
Workplace Leadership

Please reply to this email to receive a nomination form. Nominations are due by October 10. Click here for more information.


2011 Work/Life & Flexibility Expo
October 11, 2011
Minneapolis Marriott Southwest (Hwy 169 & Londonderry Road) 
8:30 - 9:00 am -- Registration
9:00 am - 4:00 pm -- Conference
The 2011 Work/Life & Flexibility Expo was designed to offer an interactive and cost-effective way to tackle an organization's challenges with new ideas and shared experiences. The event will feature the largest number of practitioners, researchers and business leaders ever. In addition, conference attendees will have the opportunity to earn HRCI credit, build new relationships with peers and discover practical business tools they can begin to use immediately.
For more information on speakers and breakout sessions or to register for the Expo click here.

Extending the Season – Bike to Work this Fall
Encourage your employees to think about extending their bicycle commuting season past late summer/early fall, they can attend our free Winter Biking Class to learn tips on biking in the dark, what to wear, how to stay warm, etc. Click here to view the Winter Bike Class Flier.
Saturday, October 8
10:30 - 11:30 am
Edina High School
6754 Valley View Road
Edina, MN 55439
in Community Room #333
RSVP to Melissa: melissa@494corridor.org or 952-848-4947

Commuter Services staff are happy to schedule an onsite commuter fair at your workplace to promote Rideshare to Work Month and extending the bicycle commuting season. We also encourage you to forward the Rideshare to Work Month flier to your co-workers.
Everyone’s effort adds up to faster flowing traffic and cleaner air!
Thanks for partnering with us!
Melissa Madison               Kate Meredith               Robin Nelson

Monday, September 12, 2011

Stolen Surly 1x1 - Uptown

This in from Sascha:


My son's bike was stolen out of a garage in Uptown on Sunday 9/11. It's a black Surly 1x1, size small (16"). Silver Thomson seatpost, silver Thomson stem and silver Paul brake levers.

Please keep an eye out for his bike. Thanks for your help!

Sascha
Here, check out the view from Harney Peak, the highest peak in the US east of the Rockies - quite worth the hike.

Not going to Interbike this year as I have to heal up my clavicle and give the liver a break.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Saturday Saturday Saturday

6pm is the 5th annual Babes In Bikeland race starting at The Soap Factory.  If you are a lady of any riding level, I really can't encourage this more - you will not regret this, you'll likely win some swag, and there's no way you won't make new friends

At 7pm is the Handsome Cycles 2012 launch party at One On One:
Handsome Cycles Launch Party

If riding a klunker clad in denim and listening to Led Zeppelin is more your style, perhaps the Denim Derby Clunk Fest is right for you.

No matter your choice, you had best not stay home on Saturday.

2011 Dakota Five-Oh

So we took a trip out to the Black Hills to ride the Dakota Five-Oh, a 50-miler with 7500-feet of ± elevation on singletrack starting and finishing in Spearfish.  Map of the course here.

Keeping this short, as I'm typing with one hand:
I started in the second wave of riders at 0730, those expecting to take longer than six-hours. I've never ridden this course, and not that experienced in off road riding, so I hung off the back at the start. The first few miles are all up and on gravel roads, winding through a neighborhood and past some houses outside of town. I found a cadence that felt right on my 34x21 singlespeed and pressed on, passing about two-thirds of the riders in the second wave before the turn onto singletrack.

My ride, which performed flawlessly all day:

The leg up until the first aid station was a lot of fun, crossing several times over muddy creeks with no visibility of your line, over a few cattle guards at fences, and a lot of climbing - to the point where the biggest frustration was the congestion - I kept my cool and told myself that riding slow was going to pay off later, just pace myself. There were too many riders that I simply could not ride behind though, and got my singletrack passing skills on quite a few times.

The first aid station came up pretty quick at the 10-mile point and I was looking forward to getting rid of my long sleeve layer, which was welcome during the cold start, but the day was warming. Melissa and Casey were there to grab my layer and provide encouragement. I topped off my water bladder, got a pack of gel shots, and moved on, stopping for maybe 90-seconds, the longest of my aid stops for the day.

The run between the first and second aid stops was much more spread out, so I got a lot more alone time, usually catching up to others on the climbs. Not far up I ran into Kelly Mac, who had flatted and was having trouble holding air in her rear tire. She was also regretting her 36x21 gear. We walked up a hill together, catching up on the day, but I was feeling too chipper, so threw my leg over the frame and kept pushing on.

The second stop at mile-22 was a sight to see, what with the spectators cheering and cowbells clanging - a sure motivational boost. Again I topped off the CamelBak, grabbed a few Fig Newtons for my jersey pocket, and moved along, stopping less than a minute.

The third stop came up at mile-28, which felt like no distance at all from the second, so I rolled through it.

Here is a shot Showen got during a pre-ride, though I have no idea on the trail where it was taken:
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I believe it was this next stretch that had some amazing downhill sections - just bombing down a wide valley path, winding left to right in the rocks and grass for the best line, nobody in front or behind me. This is the sort of riding where that front suspension fork came in very useful - there's no way I could have kept these speeds riding fully rigid. My whole body was one huge smile and I couldn't believe how much fun I was having.

The fourth stop at mile-35 was situated at the base of a big climb to the left. This is the first time I didn't recognize any of the spectators, but I at least had to encourage the choice of Michael Jackson to the DJ while I took a final top off of water and grabbed half of a peanut butter sandwich - I asked for Billy Jean but got Thriller, which I could hear as I begun walking up the hill and eating my sandwich to save a bit of time.

There were some more amazing downhills in this next section, a lot of climbs I couldn't believe I was clearing, and a couple that I had no choice but to walk.

The bacon station came up with about 10-12 miles to go; you could hear voices and music in the distance for quite a while before a sign announcing the donator of the bacon at the top of a small climb before a descent into the stop. Melissa and Casey were there, so I stopped, slug down a bit of PBR, asked how much further to go, and moved along again. I'll have time to celebrate at the end.

Just feet from the bacon stop introduced probably the most technical section of the day: a lot of ridge riding, slaloming through rocks and trees, mixed with lots of ups and downs.  At the top of one climb was a simple note stating "look behind you."  The view was really incredible, spanning over several hills and down to the plains - I moved on with just a quick glance.

I didn't see too many riders past this point, passing a handful one or two at a time, but riding fast and alone otherwise.  I recognized the point where the trail end overlapped the start, and knew the final road couldn't be too far away, though it took longer than I had anticipated.  Upon getting to the final S-turn with a left off the single track down onto a road filled with large gravel then a turn to the right on the gravel road I knew I was home-free.  There was a man and a woman standing on the road, shouting encouragement while keeping an eye out for cars.

I was coming down pretty fast, though not uncomfortably so.  I looked up a bit and saw a large and somewhat hidden flat rock ahead, angled a bit too steeply towards the left with gravel sprinkled on it.  I didn't want to hit that rock but I was already committed to my line and went for it - this was nothing compared to what I just finished!  My front wheel hit the flat rock, somehow flinging straight out to the right as if the rock was polished ice - I must have been leaning left through the turn.  I hit the rocks going about 20mph, landing on my left shoulder and thigh, my helmet hitting last.  I immediately got into a sitting position with my knees up and feet down in front of me.  The man came running up, got my bike out of the way of oncoming riders and started asking about how I was doing.  "Just give me a second, my head seems okay."  I felt the slap of the ground on my femur and thought the worst, though I quickly ruled that out - something wasn't right though.  Feeling up to my left shoulder with my right hand quickly confirmed the fractured clavicle, bone sticking out but not penetrating the skin.  Shit.  

The man said he could drive me to town, but I wanted to stand up first.  It took me a few tries, but I got up unassisted, right when Lance flies by screaming out my name and asking if I'm okay.  "Collarbone," I replied.  He's riding for time and rightfully doesn't slow, and I was in plenty good hands.

The woman at the corner stated to me that there have been lots of riders crashing at this spot, to which I did everything inside me to keep my mouth shut.  Going down was entirely my fault, but if it were me standing there I would have at least cautioned riders to slow down a bit if there had been repeated crashes.

The kind man got my bike up for me and I slowly walked it across the cattle guard on the road.  He had told me that he would watch me go down the hill and would come for me if there was any sign of trouble.  I thanked him and slowly put my leg across the top tube, formed a sling with my left arm, and rode on, hugging the right brake hard, squealing the last few miles into town.  Hitting the washboard sections of gravel was the worst, as the bike is shaking up and down, out of sync with the wheels.  The climb up through the neighborhood was no fun, but I kept upright and kept cranking away.  

I rode through the several blocks of cheering spectators, which was a boost in spirits.  Crossing the finish line I turned towards the left where a rider saw me and asked if I needed help to the medical tent - damn that sounded like a good idea.  Soon Squirrel came up and the two of them helped me off the bike and across the street to the tent.  

Long story short:
Fracture!

6:05 with #38 in men's singlespeed, lost about 20-minutes to the crash and snail's ride to the finish.

Sitting here on a Tuesday with the bone still overlapping, spreading my shoulders back as far as I can.  The ER confirmed with a pretty picture that my bone was snapped, but really didn't do much more than that.  Getting into a specialist takes 2-weeks - what's the point?

This is one of those rides I've wanted to do for years, but kept pushing it off each time; I'm already looking forward to 2012!

Looks like I'm out of the upcoming Gentlemen's ride as well as the Heck of the North; I was looking forward to both of these gravel grinders.

Thanks to Perry, all the volunteers, spectators, and riders.  Made a lot of new friends and have nothing but love for Spearfish!

Hey, not bad for one hand.


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update - more photos:


Replaced the rear tube two days prior to the race while camping in Custer State Park - check out that red squirrel:

Wave 1 racers just prior to their 0715 start, 15-minutes before I went out.  The majority of the riders were in wave 1.  Passing someone from this group felt good, because I was 15-minutes ahead of someone.

At the ER; I got the best-dressed award for the waiting room - bloody half-dressed bib shorts and a sling: