He's ok if he's not the fastest on the block, but that doesn't lead him to treat cycling like an adult kickball league as so many do. Cycling is important. It's ok to train for it. It's ok to want to be faster, because that's actually more fun than sucking completely. At the same time, being fast doesn't make you better than anyone else, and he knows that, too.
Friday, January 30, 2009
And so it has been written, and re-written:
The Escape from Granogue Race is dedicated to the loving memory of our dear friend Andrew Mein. Andrew was a founder of the Wooden Wheels Mountain bike team, a stalwart in the cycling community, a loving husband, a superb trials rider, capable of amazing flatulence, a terrible bass player, an incredible mechanic, and a very good friend.
Andrew was stuck by a car and killed in 1998 while commuting home from work on his favorite bike at the time, a steel fixed gear road bike. Andrew was a hipster 10 years before hipsters knew they were hipsters.
This race is put on not in his memory, but as a celebration of his life, and his vision of mountain bike racing. Andrew believed in fierce and fair competition, and having a great time doing it. Andrew was known for saying, " always be an ambassador for the sport" and for bringing many new racers into the game. Andrew was a fan of punk rock and the community and grass roots nature that came with it. Please join us in this celebration.
Unsportsmanlike conduct will not be tolerated. Volunteer abuse will not be tolerated. This race is a celebration of dear friend, anyone behaving in a manner that rains on our parade or is in direct conflict with the event will be escorted from the estate by Mr. T and the big Russian Guy from Rocky V. Seriously.
Registration opens at 7:00 and will close 30 minutes prior to the start of each race as follows:
Enduro 7:00 to 8:15
Expert and Elite 9:00-10:30
Kid's race reg anytime before 10:00.Kids race will begin shortly after 10:00. This race is free, but all riders must register at Granogue. Top three finishers will be subject to WADA drug testing.
Gambling on the kids race is not permitted.
Anyone with the cow bracelet from last year still intact needs to contact me prior to pre-reg closing for their free entry into this year's event.
For the record I did not come up with the "Escape from Granogue Name" and I hate it. Anyone who can come up with a better name that we can use in 2010 will receive a complimentary entry for 2010, and your name highlighted in next year's race bible.
NO PRE-RIDING of the course. This event is held on a private estate. We are grateful that the Dupont's allow us to hold our event. Please do not abuse their hospitality by pre-riding these trails. If you are caught Pre-riding you will be banned from the event. Even if a cousin's brother's sister in law told you it was okay to ride on the estate, you will still be banned if caught riding the course. No we aren't trying to be dicks, but anyone riding the estate in the month prior to the event is automatically associated with our race. Any increased traffic on the estate jeopardizes our event. This celebration is important to us. Please don't jeopardize the future of this event by selfishly poaching the trail system at Granogue and pre-riding.
Bring water. It will be warm on race day. Come prepared. It may be so warm that you might consider swimming in the pond. Please do not. Aside from being disqualified from the race, and escorted from the estate by Dog the Bounty Hunter, all the ponds have an electric field over them, breaking that electrical barrier will result in instant electrocution and you'll likely die.
Seriously the Duponts are really into science and stuff, they have that kind of stuff going on.
Possible Benefit Ride on Sat before the race. Keep returning for updates! Got to work some things out.
NO ALCOHOL ON THE ESTATE. We are a dry race. Please do not bring alcohol onto the estate. This will jeopardize the future of our event. If you are caught imbibing alcohol at the race you will be disqualified. Again, this celebration is very important to us, but help us to keep the event alive and thriving for years to come.
Race registration is $30 via bikereg.com. Juniors race for $10 and the kids race if free.There is a $10 late fee for day of registration. $30+$10= $40.
I can hear you now behind the keyboard of your computer:" $40 !! $$40!! What are you guys trying to get rich? $40 for day of mountain bike registration? I remember when you could buy milk for $1, comic books were a nickel and race entries were $15"
The answer is: yes, we are trying to get rich. In case you haven't noticed promoting bicycle races is incredibly lucrative and secretly paying for Tom, Lauri and my secret vacation home in the south of France. Not really. The house is in Fiji.
Save yourself $10, and make our lives easier go ahead and pre-reg. You know you're coming, you know this is a great race, just do it. Pre Reg. All the cool kids are.
THIS IS A RAIN OR SHINE EVENT.
REFUNDS: There are no refunds within two weeks of the event. No exceptions.
You can email me, and I will tell you, "I'm sorry we don't offer refunds."
Exception: there are no exceptions. I just said that.
The course is a classic Northern Delaware mountain bike course. It contains many steep difficult climbs, many technical sections containing roots, rocks, logs, the occasional odd object that may cause a puncture, field climbs, a nasty fire road known as "the koppenberg", undulating terrain, a tunnel and many challenging obstacles I cannot possibly explain here. Please come prepared, and always apply the golden rule of mountain biking, "when in doubt, dismount"
Top 3 riders in each beginner class will receive a super sweet MASS medal. We will also have a fun raffle for all beginner riders following their race.
Top 5 riders in the sport, enduro and expert classes will receive a super sweet plaque for their efforts.
Elite Women and Men will compete for COLD HARD CASH.
Pay out schedule as per MASS series Rules.
Elite 40+ women compete for the same cash purse but receive separate points for MASS scoring.
L-Web is a 40+ elite woman, but refuses to race the masters class because she is bad ass.
Beginner Juniors 12 and under will do 1 lap on a shorter course
Beginners will do a 2 laps on a shorter lap
Sports will do 2 full 7 mile laps
Expert and Elites will do 3 full 7 miles laps
Enduros will do as many laps as those sick, sad fools can squeeze into 4 hours.
Because I know you will ask: the beginner loop is 5 miles or so. Trust me it will be long enough and hard enough. If it's not, you probably should be in sport you dirty sandbagger.
We have some nifty prizes and a great course to race on. That being said none of our prizes are worth getting hurt over or taking any additional risks to win.
Sure Lance Armstrong is not taking a salary this year, buy Johan Bruneel is not waiting for you at the finish line with a super sweet contract. The guy near the finish with an accent is Jan.
Trust me, he doesn't have a contract for you.
You might be too sexy for your shirt, but let's have a fun day at the race. Oh and If anyone pulls a Baker, and you know punches anyone, we will press charges to the full extent of the law, and you'll be banned from all Granogue events for life.
This event is put on by not one person, or one program but a community of people who wish to honor a good friend and cherish the opportunity and responsibility to give back to the sport that has given us all so much. Members of the following organizations help to make this event happen: Wooden Wheels, the Secret Henry's Team, Twin-Six, First State Velo Sport, the Delaware Cyclocross Coalition of Delaware, C3-Sollay.com, Buddy and the Keg Breakers, Visit Pa.com, my family, a few bike liners, Fast Forward Race Productions, and Velo Amis.
We are also extremely proud to be working with the HERA Women's Cancer Foundation as a fundraiser, information center and raffle. Please support them, as they celebrate with us.
Directions to the event:Directions:
Best bet is to use a map program:
2900 Montchanin Road, Wilmington, DE 19807
From Rt. 52 to Center Meeting Road. Right on Rt. 100 then 0.2 miles on left.
From Rt. 202 to Smith's Bridge Rd. then left on Rt. 100 and 0.2 miles on left.
Everything I have said above maybe 100% true, maybe not.
After all of that, if you still have questions please email:
Thank you for joining us on this great day.
Fatmarc Vanderbacon, Tom and LA LA
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
It has been one of my most valuable training partners over the past 5 years.
Countless hours in the basement on the rollers or trainer seemed to go by so much faster listening to my MP3 player.
Intervals at my secret training spot, warm ups prior to a race, stealing a moment to myself during an endurance relay all made better by the music in this wonderful machine.
On the hybrid pedal tour riding from Portland to Salt Lake with 12 perfect strangers, the MP3 player was sometimes my only connection to home.
On Road Trips from Florida to Rhode Island, From New Jersey to Kentucky, my MP3 player has helped to count out the miles.
On a daily basis it fills my office with wonderful music.
I haven’t always been gentle with my MP3 player. I crashed hard on it 3 times. Probably dropped it off my desk 20 times. I’ve thrown it into my bag. It’s spent days in a plastic baggy in the pocket of a dirty jersey.
Recently while running on the treadmill at 33, I launched it across the room, and if not for
a passer by's Matrix like reflexes, I might have taken her out.
I was saddened when two weeks ago I realized the battery was no longer holding a change for the 5-8 hours it used to. After last weekend’s mountain bike ride where I scrubbed it against a tree while cutting a corner too tightly I lost the ability to make any musical selections.
Yup, my MP3 player has been stuck on random shuffle for the last week
The downside is the Axel Foley Theme and some bad Bon Jovi song seem to repeat way too much.
How the hell did those get on my MP3 player anyway?
After 5 years, and lots of use, I know the end is near for my MP3 player, it will be a sad day when I have to replace it, but I have to say it’s been a good time adding songs, and using for miles of smiles.
Be safe out there folks.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
I thought it would be interesting to check some of my friends bikes, just to see if they had any
special or motivating messages for 2009.
First was L-Web,
That was nice. Jebalicous and Meghan must really appreciate that.
Speaking of ole Jebalicous, wonder what words of wisdom live on his bottom bracket:
Perhaps that’s the key to being fast: not seeing where you are going.
Next was one of my closest friends, and Reunion Tour teammate Buddy the Keg Breaker:
Followers of Buddy’s know he is rapidly learning the art of home brew, and frankly I look forward to sampling some soon.
Monkey’s message was pretty simple:
Gotta love monkey luv.
Zach and Jake shared a message: That’s Fast Forward Race Productions for those of you that didn’t know…
Breyla-la had perhaps a message that anyone that’s had an injury can understand:
And as for me, will when I flipped over my sexy, sexy black Niner single track ripping machine I
Found this: Well, if the shoe fits… (BTW the second sexy was a little over the top, and really for Blair.)
I had two pretty great mountian bike rides this weekend, with some pretty great folks.
Saturday had a nice group show up at the place and we headed out for almost 3 hours of Fairhill. Dennisbike, Kurtee, Rotten, Slik Rick, Keith (bobby's boy), Meatball, Buddy the keg breaker, Jan, Bad Andy, (i)Paul and myself. I apologize if I lived up to my moniker above. I was worried about the cold and pretty much went up every climb I could find in the first hour. My goal was to try and stay warm. It was a bad choice of trails that ended up flogging all of us. It was a fun ride, but I could have chosen a better loop, and controlled the pace a little better. As promised in the email about the ride, "I will be shattered when we get home." Manual dexterity and regular motor functions are just returning now. This was a pretty super group.
Sunday we met another nice group over at Middlerun and WhiteClay and did a nice 2 hour ride. Harlow, Shawn, JHIII, Bilson, L-Web, John T, Buddy the keg breaker, Jan, Matt (from out of town) , Fort James, Monkey and I. Monkey and Buddy did a much better job leading the group and keeping everyone together. We had a masterful ride.
Lessons learned this day: If you wash Monkey's bike before the ride, and it's below freezing outside, make sure to dry her cables or else her derailleur will freeze.
All in all a pretty wonderful weekend and I am happily enjoying a high life following a pretty nice nap.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I finally get home, and rush into the house to kit up and grab my gear.
Monkey exclaims as I walk in the door, “we have a major issue here!” I charge into the kitchen to see soap suds pouring out of our dishwasher.
“What the hell!?” I ask in disbelief. Laughing I ask, “what soap did you use?”
Monkey, clearly a little more stressed, “ the cascade dishwasher soap, I used the dishwasher soap…”
I run up stairs to grab some towels. “are you sure?” I ask.
“Yes, she says” “I know what I used!”
Poking just a bit I comment, “ you know, I’ve never had any trouble with the dishwasher like that…”
A little more defensively, “yes, I used the dishwasher soap!!”
Sympathetically I offer this, “perhaps someone used the wrong soap over the weekend and
the residue caused this small avalanche of suds..”
At this point we have just about every towel we can find in the house on the floor. The suds are finally contained.
Diane offers this, “ you know, I did use a lot of soap on the measuring cup that we stored the bacon grease in.” she continued, “it’s possible I didn’t rinse it all off, or off at all…”
“it only takes a little.” I explain…
we both laugh. After a quick peck on the cheek, I head up the road to meet Jan for a quick ride through snowy single track.
We whisked along the frozen banks of the Christina river. The trail is considerably more raw than Middlerun or Fairhill, but very fun.
This is a trail I rode as a ten year old kid and my huffy bmx bike. As a young adult when I started mountain biking it was the staple of my riding menu.
With so many amazing places to ride here in the center of the universe, this short 5 mile out and back trail gets very little of my attention now a days.
I enjoyed flowing through the corners, and reminisced just a little about how much this trail has changed. There a few sections that in the past I might have dared to try and ride, but as an older wiser man, I know discretion is the better part of valor.
We laugh about it as I comment, “guess my timing isn’t back just yet” I’ve got some dirt on my shoulder can you brush it off for me?
I hope to get back to this little section a joy again soon. Tonight was a magical journey…
Sunday, January 18, 2009
this past weekend Monkey and I hosted the 3rd annual DCCoD Prom.
Without further delay The DCCoD Prom in 3 acts:
ACT I: The Party:
Jeff winced in pain every time an old shot of him, when he was shorter than Diane, came up on the screen.
I will be riding D-town with Bob very soon.
international man of mystery...
the slide show was a crowd favorite.
Lots of great people and conversation
Chicks dig moustaches !
I'm trying to show Hardy where the bathroom is.
E-town was able to relax after a great first semester.
Jake and Alyssa have one last reprieve before heading back to school.
Act II: the ride
33 of us headed out for a group ride on the fine trails of Fairhill. We stayed together with minimum waiting and a wonderful ride was had by all. The trails had SUPERHERO traction and were very fun.
Kid Chris and Myles exchange war stories.
Wes adds air to the tires on the gay UPS and in the background
Life just doesn't get any better.
Alyssa and Regan started the waffles as we finished up our ride. Thanks so much.
my living room now called the living room presented by C3-Sollay.com
Mayhew demonstrates the appropriate
Friday, January 16, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
The weatherman predicted a pretty horrible weekend for riding, but I have to be honest I had a couple of really great rides. Saturday Buddy lead a nice group of us around white clay and middle run.
For the record not a single one of us cleaned this log on this day. But we had fun trying.
Sunday L-Web, Rotten and I had the pleasure of being lead around sections of the d-town trail system by BPand Kim.
Colin told me he thought my bike was beautiful.
I couldn't tell if he was being serious or busting my ass, because last weekend I told him about my super secret crush. No, not Flo from the Progressive Insurance Commercials, although I do love her big tricked out name tags, but the caffeine 29er.I have to admit it's pretty sweet.
Been on FB for a week now. Perhaps not the devil as much as I thought before. I have 147 friends, most of which I know or have spoken to at some point in my life. But for the folks that request my internet friendship that I don't know I use the following protocol:
1. Ask monkey : " Diane who the fuck is Jeremy Powers and why does he want to be my friend?"
2. check crossresults.com: "nemesis or victim? have they beaten me, do they race cross, have they been to granogue, did I tell them no to a race refund?"
3. check usacycling.org :" why would some roadie want to be my friend?"
4. google stalk them.
If I can't come up with some realistic connection, or conversation with them at this point, I kinda have to ignore. Yeah, I could change the protocol, but I still feel kinda creepy about the entire facebook thing. It's just a little creepy, but you know then again, so am I. If I have ignored you in error, please leave me a comment and I will reexamine.
I agree with Colin, my bike is damn sexy.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
As such my training objectives for January are pretty basic:
1. Keep moving.
This is also the time of year when I do a little running. If you’d like to get a picture of me running, imagine Phoebe from Friends running and you’ll have a pretty good picture. Put me on a treadmill and it’s even worse.
If not for the quick matrix like reaction time of one my co-workers, I might have sent her to the hospital. YIKES.
Luckily the MP3 player and my co-worker were uninjured. I on the other hand, couldn’t walk up stairs after my little run on the treadmill…
PS: So the fork is so damn sexy...