Monday, March 25, 2013

Alexi...It wasn't my idea, but you have to admit...

Ok...today I will come clean and admit to a prank that I was in on involving Alexi Grewal twenty two years ago. Let me set the stage for you.  I was seventeen and flanked by Justin Morgan, Chris Bauman, Simone Giachino, Tyler Kettenberg, Hans Bielat, Adam Riemer, and Chad Gerlach (enough said). We were in Wyoming for the 91' Casper Classic. I believe it all started with Justin launching bottle rockets out of the hotel window into the parking lot after the prologue.

Alexi tested positive prior to Casper and blamed it on a twelve pack of poppy seed muffins he ate before a race. We were in the same hotel as Coors Light and after a couple of stages we noted that Alexi happened to be staying on our floor. Word had spread through the peloton regarding Alex's affinity towards poppy seed muffins.

Our tomfoolery started off with some old fashion door bell ditching where we would leave him a twelve  pack of mini poppy seed muffins. The elevator rides started to get a little nerve racking as I was pretty sure he suspected the California juniors. At this point, his defense was common knowledge in the cycling world. Like clockwork, the muffins would show up everyday at his hotel room door. After a while we were leaving poppy seed muffins in the elevator, front lobby, stairwell, and ashtrays.

Alexi had a unique view of bicycle racing. He once said the only reason he races is that it is so damn easy. His 84' Olympic gold medal is still the greatest finish in cycling history regardless as to what he was on.

For the record:
The last time I saw Alexi was in 94' after the Mike Nields Memorial Stage Race in Colorado. We were out training in Ward and a skeleton of a man flew out of a dusty trail-head on a lugged Serrota onto the road in front of us. He took one look back and dropped us immediately.

Casper Classic

tomfoolery...

birds-eye view of Wayne Morgan grabbing a $1000 crowd prime


Simone, Justin, Jake, & Chris


Alexi the tactician & Bauer
LA games 84'







Monday, March 18, 2013

Acrophobia: fear of pedaling in Hitchcock country...

...without a mussette bag full of Nutella 

        

the approach to Henrieta Peak

the crux...


calling all greyhounds- (Dain & Carmi), the road has turned skyward....wait for me at the top



Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Normally I don't engage, but today was different...

I did what any road cyclist would do after being floored by the infamous Santa Cruz Rhino Virus for the last few weeks - I chipped out a solo ride in the mountains, found two new roads, pedaled to my daughters latest playlist and had a heart to heart with a "gentleman" from the San Lorenzo Valley after he thoughtfully offered up the 'f' word (three letter word ending in ag). 99% of the time, I simply let those knuckle heads do their thing and then I call them in as a potential drunk driver (I have a really good sense of smell). However, this time was a little different - I think it had to do with the fact that we kept passing each other in heavy traffic due to road construction on hwy 9. Those of you that pedal with me know that I try to avoid hwy 9 at all costs (this new road was just too good though).

I tried to put myself in his shoes as I slowly approached his vehicle in bumper to bumper traffic in the bike lane. I took my sun glasses off so we could make some uncomfortable eye contact as we waited for the pilot car to turn around. It truly is awkward for the yeller and the yellee (not as much) when these situations arise. The funny thing about being on a bike is that you can maneuver in and out of traffic much easier than a maroon Honda accord can especially when cars are inches from your front and rear bumper. The vehicle on his rear bumper...wait for it...a CHP. The officer who happens to know me very well, was kind enough to let me lean against his vehicle as we slowly crept along. We did the obligatory finger pointing and chuckling. Traffic started to flow, so I rolled up to the Honda and simply said, "its because of my European under-jersey right?".

For the record:
I only rocked my Craft under-jersey to dinner once on a bet with Joe Pettinger.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Steel WÜl Trivia - The Three Amigos...


After painstakingly crunching the numbers, I figured you are looking at over 1.8 million miles of pedal pushing between these three gentlemen. One is known for his frames, one is known for his one-liners and one is known for his bruiser calves and wicked fast sprint. If you don't know who these folks are, you need to  immediately brush up on your Santa Cruz cycling culture as they are the backbone of local cycling. 


Question: Name these folks.. (first correct answer takes home a SW t-shirt)

Answer: L to R Tim Neenan, Kelly Robertson, Gerry Brown (Greg Pell with the correct answer)

click to check out Tim's story
 Lighthouse Cycles :




Wednesday, March 6, 2013

"I'm four days of Dunkirk!" - WÜleurisms




  • Does this frame look carbon on me?
  • I think this road goes through…
  • Hurry up and hop the gate…
  • There is only one dog and he’s pretty friendly- I think...
  • Dave, you’re only hurting your friends back here
  • I am 6% sure that this flattens out eventually
  • It’s just around the corner…
  • Does this have Nutela in it?
  • We are almost there..
  • That’s the last of the climbing..
  • Tell them you are with me
  • Are the Giro guys meeting us?
  • Between you and me, there are 3 more climbs
  • Tell them we are looking for Mark Hunsbedt 
  • Tell them we’re lost..
  • Act like we don’t speak English
  • Tell him that his pot plants are still there…
  • This ride is over..
  • I believe Shap owns this route
  • Let’s get some tacos..
  • I think Shap owns this one also
  • I think that guy was waving at us, or not – maybe we should pick it up a bit
  • I road this when I was 16 and I don’t remember it being this steep
  • Does anyone have anymore duct tape?
  • Whatever you do don’t look back
  • Is that a gun show at the Junction Bar?
  • If I'm not out in 5 min - just leave without me
  • This is steep, but at least it’s really hot out
  • Don’t worry it eventually turns to dirt..
  • Just take the derailer completely off...
  • How many tubes does the group have left?
  • Don't worry, I think the county has an easement here.. 
  • Just take the spoke and wrap it around another one...
  • You can almost see the top from here- I think that’s the top
  • Is this a Stage Road?
  • Just pull the cable all the way out and use your little ring..
  • I think Steinbeck drove his truck on this road
  • Don’t drink that water
  • Ask that guy if this goes through
  • Did that sign really say 90 miles to Hearst Castle? Did I say 150 - I meant 190.
  • Don't drink that water either
  • I will trade you that snickers for this slim jim
  • OK…Ask that guy if it used to go through
  • Who is caring the megalodon tooth?
  • Tell him I’m a Cabela’s Reps on a photo shoot
  • Is there going to be hot chocolate on this Boogie?
  • How many root beers do we have left?
  • I don’t know…Maybe he crashed
  • Did my dad miss the turn or are we going really fast?
  • Let’s pray we don’t flat on this section
  • Hold on guys…I broke my bars again
  • Is that guy on 23c tires?
  • I thought we said silky..
  • I thought we said gentlemen’s pace..
  • I got dropped by Paul Willerton right around here
  • I got dropped by Paul Willerton right here also...and over there
  • I’m 4 days of Dunkirk and nursing a saddle sore..
  • Should I get one or six of these for Dougie?
  • How many folks do we have today?
  • Hold on... let me find a nice stick
  • I didn't see a sign, did you see the sign?
  • Does this jersey look plastic on me?
  • Are we stopping for food?
  • What is your definition of "through"?
  • We better be stopping for food!
  • When are we stopping for food?
  • Let's stop at that bakery.
  • Can I get one in a bag to go?
  • Are you guys gonna eat anything?



"If this road doesn't go through, its a damn shame!"



Monday, March 4, 2013

Monterey Greyhound - Jock Boyer

"If you have enough willpower and you want something bad enough, you can get your body to do anything...anything" - Jock Boyer 1985 Race Across America





Jock is the most underrated world class cyclist of all time. His resume reads like an freaking Odyssey - with everything from a Coors Classic GC win to Race Across America including the first American to race the TdF (5 tours and 12th overall). He won RAAM in 1985 after folks told him that a TdF racer could never win an endurance event. Not only did he prove them wrong, but he decided to win RAAM again in 2006 at the age of 51.

He was also involved in the folkloric episode of the 1982 World Road Race where he and LeMond would have to agree to disagree for life. Boyer ended up in the break however, he was not known for his sprint, so LeMond (who could absolutely lay it down in a sprint) decided that he had a better chance of winning and bridged up to the break. That plan seemed to be working well for the Americans with one small exception which happened to be glued to LeMond's wheel and did I mention that this exception had to have his cycling shorts custom made to accommodate his quads - Giuseppe Saronni. LeMond bridged Giuseppe right on up to the break and they took Gold (Saronni) and Silver (LeMond).

For the record:
Jock has paid his debt to society and is working on Project Rowanda. The last time I saw Jock I was painting a fire hydrant on the corner of Broadway and Highland in the city of Seaside and he was pushing a huge gear (just like 85' RAAM) and he gave me a puzzled double take as I yelled out, "go Greyhound". My blue collar brothers were not as impressed with the skinny pedal pusher as I was - go figure.




Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Steel WÜl Trivia - California's Bravest



Question:
Who is this cycling machine?

Answer: 
Mark Caldwell


For the record: I do believe he has a closet full of Gold Medals from the Firefighter Olympics and a few state and national titles to boot.

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Copperopolis RR - a trip down memory lane..

I only raced Copperopolis 3 or 4 times back in the early 90's but each race always left an impression on me.

Here are a few memories I just can't shake: 

  • The hellacious wind coming off the reservoir right on your nose
  • Kevin Livingston dropping the remnants of the field off at the top of the climb like he was a school bus driver
  • Chad Gerlach verbally eviscerating his dad in the feed zone. "don't tell me how to race, Dude!"
  • Counting all 9 souls left in the break when it was the district road race championships
  • LGBRC guy climbing back up to the road with a stick poking out of his helmet & collarbone out of this kit
  • Racing my own "teammates" when it was part of the Gold Nugget Stage Race - 1992
  • Poaching water bottles in the feed zone from some guys very patient girlfriend
  • After turning senior, forgetting that we had to do 5 laps
  • Camping out in a baseball dugout the night before with Hunter Allen, Eric Rekkas, and Kev McGillicuddy
  • Watching Kevin Livingston try to kick in the side of his Saturn vehicle claiming they were dent resistant
  • Hanging on to Trent Klasna and Jimmy Robinson as if my life depended on it


It is a coarse of beauty!


Got any memories of this California Classic?

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Ode to old school ,oh yea... & Joy


I know it's rare these days but every once and awhile we get to witness a person display their skill set or pass down a trick-to-the-trade with only a pencil and paper. Corporations prefer to have everything digital forcing you to maneuver through the advertisements ultimately wearing you down (the numbers don't lie). Olive's piano teacher Marylin had to rely on her mind (no electronics) and sketched out 'Ode to Joy' during her lesson because we somehow misplaced the official lesson book. I wasn't paying much attention to the lesson until I recognized the tune she was slowly playing as she dictated it one note at a time. I know there are lots of amazing teachers of different subjects out in the world who probably have never been thanked or appreciated for their service. To those folks, I want to thank you for passing on the knowledge. 



Marylin's fine work...

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Steel WÜl club kit available until February 25th...





WÜleurs here is the link to order a SW kit directly to your doorstep
Order closes on Feb 25th!
Feel free to pass it on to friends and family...



1. Click on this link to access your team order site: http://www.voler.com/custom/ordering/li/3163

2. Click on “LOGIN” to enter your Login/Billing Info. Click on “Create Account” to save the information and to create your new User ID and Password. You will automatically be directed to the home page for your team order.

3. Click on “Add Items to This Order" to gain access to the orderable products page. To place items to your shopping cart, click on the item you want to order, then the options you want to select, then the “add to bag” button. You can choose to “View Your Bag” or “Previous Page” (to continue shopping) after adding each item. Repeat these steps for each item you want to order.

4. After placing the last item you want to order in your shopping cart, click on “View Your Bag” to display the items. Carefully review the items and make any necessary modifications or deletions. Because each item is custom built, refunds and exchanges will not be accepted. After you have confirmed your order is correct, click on “Checkout” to complete the secure checkout process by entering your credit card payment information.

5. After you have completed the secure checkout process, an Order Confirmation will automatically be displayed and e-mailed to you for your records.

6. After the order deadline date has passed, you will no longer be able to access the order site. If you have not completed the checkout process for your order by this date, any items in your cart will be removed. The Order Deadline and the Order Ship Date are displayed on the order homepage. The Ship Date is the date that your order will be shipped directly to your Coordinator for distribution.

Thank you for your order. If you have any questions, please call 800-488-6537 and ask for assistance from a Voler Customer Service Representative, or send us an email at sales@voler.com.



Living vicariously through Sir Silky's solo boogies...


Hi Jaker,

Heard you ran into the fam @ Penny Ice - they had a great time hanging with you and yours.

Just back from Palm Springs; on the way home, took the usual detour to spend some time with my sister in Santa Monica. Easy pedal on day one up PCH then a ravioli on Topanga Canyon. I knew what to expect on day two; North on PCH, ravioli on Las Flores Canyon, ravioli on Rambla Pacifico to the saddle; a Brutale with pepper jack cheese and a side of jalapenos. I chewed on the big cookie for nearly the whole of the 3 mile crux; visions of Tyson's 28t cog teased as sweat and snot co-mingled on my salt stained face. Sweet release on the heels of a rigorous week. Enjoy the snaps.










Sunday, February 3, 2013

Paul Willerton- Cycling Legend & Renaissance Man


Steel WÜl had an opportunity to catch up with our friend and American cycling legend Paul Willerton and he was kind enough to share some stories and answer a few questions -enjoy this exclusive interview.


Name: Paul Edward Willerton

Age: 44
Hometown: Bend, Or
Nickname: Wolf & Tom Schuler called him Free Willy
Profession: Partner in DeFeet, author, photographer, and artist
Hobbies: fly fishing, back-county skiing, nordic skiing, stand-up paddling, and paddle surfing
Bikes: Co-Motion 'norwester', Surley 'long haul trucker', 1994 Bontrager mt bike, 1926 Swiss Army original, Bianchi Milano, original Team Z bike, Della Santa (LeMond), John Cutter tandem.

Favorite Road: Fremont Peak is a very important road to me. It was close to home and I would always return to it. I spent many days with LeMond traversing the roads that connected Salinas and Hollister back in the day. You wouldn't find a single cyclist out there in 82'.


Favorite Author: John Steinbeck & James David Duncan


Favorite Band: I am at the age where I don't know the new bands. I listen to hip hop with my girls and then something like Fleet Wood comes on and you realize it's timeless. I used to take a Walkman with me on rides and stuff my pockets with tons of extra batteries and cassette tapes and pedal to REM, Winter Boys, The Alarm, and Sinead Oconner. I would head out for 6 or 7 hours with a pocket full of music and batteries. I don't know how I ended up with a Sinead Oconner tape but her music was great for cycling - it was defiant and for some reason resonated with me.


SW: Tell us about the early days of cycling and living in Hollister.


PW: Living in Hollister in the mid 80's...there wasn't a lot of cycling happening. I did not know of one other person in town who rode regularly, so I was on my own. It was still a very small town. The nice thing was very little traffic. I had the roads all to myself. What really drove me was knowing that my competition were going on competitive group rides after school. That was enough to get me to ride hard every time I went out. 
Getting to races from Hollister before I had a drivers license was a challenge as well. I'd have to hitch a ride to San Jose on Friday afternoon, then find a place to stay and get rides to races from there. The San Jose Bicycle Club put more emphasis on their junior program by 1986, which helped. Having a club like that, which helped juniors, that's just huge to a kid. The Nor-Cal road racing scene back then was really healthy. There were large fields, great courses, and there was funding moving into the sport from corporations big and small. We may be seeing the opposite of that, now, which makes the grass roots type club more important than ever. In hindsight, Hollister was a great place for a kid to be riding a bike. It still is. Really, most of Northern California is. I love the cycling culture that exists there, today. It would be nice if it had the interest in racing and the groundswell that it did when I was a teenager. That could happen again.


SW: How did you meet Warren Gibson and join the Plymoth Reebok Cycling Team?

PW: Because of a good economy, the success of LeMond, and a population that wanted to be more active, road racing benefited in the 80's. Specifically for juniors, the biggest teams were formed by Plymouth cars (later joined by Reebok), and 7-Eleven. I joined the Plymouth/Reebok team, which grew into the largest junior program ever in the United States. We had teams in California, Texas, Utah and Massachusetts. We sent our best riders to Europe for months, each season. Those programs, like most high level programs for kids in sports, sent a lot of riders to high levels and also sent a lot of riders packing off to school, instead. It took a long time for me to get noticed by Plymouth/Reebok. Years went by before I was getting things like bikes, cars, travel, food or small salaries. I would have never been able to do the sport for money. By far the best times I ever had in cycling had nothing to do with making money. Battling kids from around the West coast on a good course to win... what - a single Ambrosio tubular rim? Those were the best times ever.

SW: Your racing career overlapped multiple generations of athletes with the likes of Gianni Bugno & Stephan Roche to Levi & Lance – what generation do you relate to and why?

PW: I raced with Bugno plenty. Virenque. Leblanc. I would like to talk to Leblanc, again. Fignon, sometimes I wondered if he looked for me when it was slow to come over and have a chat in bad French/English. I rode Criquielion's final race. Roche had just moved on when I came in. I was racing with Armstrong as amateurs and professional. Levi was still an amateur when I moved to mountain bike racing. I've spent the most time, by far, with LeMond than with any other person I've know from cycling other than Chris Sheehan. I have more in common with LeMond then anyone else I met in cycling. We like the outdoors more than anything, and cycling is a way to immerse in the outdoors and also have the competitive outlet. What an awesome combo. From the younger generation, I was around Floyd Landis a lot, mountain bike racing. I told Cadel Evans he should be a road rider. I think if there is a rider from that group that I consider a friend, it's Dave Zabriskie. 

The thing you realize when you get a little older is that you don't care about someone's riding. It just doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if they made $30M from cycling or lost 18 grand. It doesn't matter if they won the Tour de France or got dropped in the juniors at Copperopolis road race and hung up the wheels. What matters is the person's character, their spirit, and the way they treat others. Caring for other people and the next generation of riders. There is much more to life than just a cycling career. Sadly, for many riders I knew, their cycling careers ended their lives. I coached Ian Boswell, who's now on SKY, when he was 14. I told him then, "Cycling can teach you a lot. You don't have to become a pro to have had success in the sport. It's not just about that." He's fundamentally a great person, and he knows his life does not depend on winning races. He was born the year I turned pro for Team Z.

SW: When you lined up for the 1992 World Road Race in Benidorm Spain – what was the plan, and who was on the team?

PW:  In Benidorm, we didn't have a very good plan for the pro road race. Pro racing was already transforming itself into the 'dark period'. American riders, at that time and from my perspective, had either not figured out what was happening or at least were not acting on information that was available regarding the blood products. We pretty much got killed in the road race. We were spat out one by one while a relatively large lead group was formed. It came down a sprint with about 40 or 50 guys. Anyway, the only American I recall making that group was Michael Engelmann, which is really a testament to the absolute beast that that guy was. He flew in the day before. LeMond did not travel to the race, that year. We had Engelmann, Armstrong, Nate Reiss, Bart Bowen, Michael Carter, Mike McCarthy, myself. Kiefel, maybe. I can't remember who else. Damn lack of oxygen has destroyed parts of my memory.

SW: When you turned pro for Team Z – what was your life like?

PW: Turning pro for Team Z in 1991 was a dream come true. The equivalent of a kid who played baseball getting drafted by the Yankees. The difference was the Yankees were a foreign team, and they only had one other American on the team. Is that like the Yankees drafting a Russian? LeMond made it clear to me that it wasn't going to be easy... and I'd have to forge my own way. He also wanted me to know that if it didn't work out, it wasn't the end of the world. I would say, with what was about to happen with EPO in the pro peleton, his career was about to stop working out, too. After winning the Tour de France in 1990, he was going even better in '91. The best he'd ever ridden. Yet he would only be able to finish 7th. That's what happened to pro racing in that span of one year. My timing was terrible.

Team Z was a great experience for me. Taking orders in French, trying to gain the respect of the team at a time when all of our careers were taking a turn for the worse. I had teammates that were heros to me as a boy. Bruno Cornillet, Eric Boyer, Robert Millar, Gilbert Duclos-Lassale, Kim Andersen, Jerome Simon, Robert Forest. Those guys were real, no bullshit bike riders on a clean team. Everything was perfect. Except the timing.

SW: What is your single greatest memory of racing?

PW: This is a hard question for me. I have had so many more crushing defeats than I have had triumphant times. I recall a stage in the Tour of Switzerland in 1992...
I was riding extremely well... on the most difficult stage in the Alps and summiting the most ridiculous mountain pass, I was next to LeMond. We had been with the lead group, which was only a handful of riders. Bugno was with us, but for whatever reason, I only recall LeMond being there at the summit... anyway, there were snow walls at least 20 feet high at the top. It was melting into the road, and the spray off our tires felt like ice water. We were tired, but we looked at each other and just laughed. We put on our plastic jackets, and then he went into a tuck. I tucked in behind him, and we then went faster on bicycles than I've ever gone in my life. The road was steep and went straight. I think we hit terminal velocity on a road bike. We were both screaming at the top of our lungs, at one point. Partly because the speed, and partly because of how cold we were.

SW: What cyclist do you admire the most?

PW: I admire Chris Sheehan. No one may remember him, or anything he did on a bike. I moved next door to him in San Jose, CA when we were five. He was the least likely professional cyclist ever, yet he overcame the odds and pursued his dreams. I've seen him suffer on at least three different continents. I've seen him overcome so much hardship and struggle. Today he is a bike shop owner in Charlotte, NC. He's still in the cycling industry. I've been lucky to have known him for 39 years. I completely respect him. He was riding a bike when I met him at 5, and he continues to pedal today. That's a cyclist. 

SW: What person do you admire the most?

PW: I admire LeMond, as a person. I witnessed him, and his family, go through so many things that I really don't think I could have survived to live through. The list is too long to go through. Some of it, people know about, but most of it very few people know. I have been lucky in my life that my boyhood hero became a friend that I got to travel around the world with and go on so many adventures with. That has enriched my life more than I could have ever imagined. Today, I'm happy he's still around, so that we can do more in this life. The guy just cracks me up. I have to shake my head sometimes because I can't believe how different he is. He has fears of course, but my god how he has waded through some of the scariest halls you can go through. There is a man who's dignity is intact.

SW: When you got 6th at the Cross Country Worlds in 94’ did that result change your life?

PW: That result made me very happy. I am proud of what I did there. It really happened over a very long period of time and a lot of hardship. It made me some money, but it also made my life harder because it brought pressure. I put too much pressure on myself, too. The blood products were coming into mountain bike racing at a fast rate - just as they had in road racing. My days were numbered, yet I punished myself for not becoming world champion in cross country. I wish I had been a better friend to myself and enjoyed those times, more. That was a big lesson, and it came with a heavy price. I learned it only after I had stopped racing.

SW: Is Gilbert Duclos-Lassalle as tough as he seems?

PW: Duclos was a man of leather. He was the rawhide of cycling. He won Paris-Roubaix two years in a row, and he was like the oldest guy out there. When I was 22 and he was 37 or so, I swear he looked 55 at the dinner table. I was scared to room with him.

SW: Why Fly Fishing?

PW: Fly fishing is my favorite way to pass time. It's that same immersion in the outdoors that cycling gave me as a kid. The competitve side is not there like cycling, but there is endless challenge in fly fishing. The way I do it, there is a lot of physical challenge as well. The problem with cycling, for me, is that riding a bike now is like going from a Moto GP bike to a moped. I will get even slower. I'm ok, for my age and how much I ride - it's not that. As a former racer, you just set the bar higher. You can't help it. I think I can be a better fly fisherman my entire life, continuing to improve. My deep and fast wading will go away, but I may make up for it in other ways. Always more to learn.

SW: Carbon, Steel, Alum, or Ti......

PW: Steel. Carbon is fun to play with but for my dollar, I take steel every time. You Fu@! carbon but you marry steel. Just made that one up but I think it works.

SW: What motivates you these days.

PW: I want to age into something, someone, of value. An asset to my children. Someone that can help them and help others in their lives. I've had a lot of experiences in my life. Good, bad, ugly. I want to help people. I'm trying. Selfishly, I want to fish more, play better tennis, paddle faster, kiteboard and surf better, and pedal my steel into a healthy, long life. This motivates me. 


SW: When people ask you where you are from – what do you say?

PW:  I say I'm from Bend, Oregon. I've lived here longer than any place in my life, so this is it.

SW: Would you race your bike if you had to do it all over again?

PW: I look back and think "I can't believe I did that." It's like falling in love. You don't have any control. You can't do a sport like that if you're not truly in love with it. Even if you secretly hate it, it ends up like a dysfunctional, abusive relationship. So yeah, I probably would do it all over again, in another lifetime. Cycling is a beautiful sport. It's such a worthwhile endeavor, whether you race or not. Racing can teach you things that are so far outside the 'box', but they can be applied to everyday life. It's wild. Just going on a tour or long ride, you learn about yourself - things you probably couldn't know had you not attempted them. 

SW: Describe a perfect day for Paul Willerton..

PW: It would be in the Fall. I'd load up my Surly and a trailer with a cooler, my raft, tent, rods and waders. I'd park at the mouth of the Deschutes river, where it meets the Columbia. I'd ride miles upriver on the dirt trail, only accessible by bike or hiking. There, I'd set camp, raft, ride and fish for the super bright, wild steelhead that come in from the ocean. Every one of them is different, and they are all amazing.

SW: Someone like yourself would be a perfect ambassador for the renaissance of US cycling  would you consider this if approached by the right agency?


PW: Watching the feud that surrounds cycling today, it's infuriating to me. Could I approach it in a way that would ultimately help create a better environment for the riders? I would like to consider myself a diplomatic person who can see this with 360 degree vision. We got into this mess by enabling parties that were simply self-serving. People in power wanted to make their money and let someone else ask - and act on - the hard questions. The world asks "How did cycling go so many years with this under it's nose?" We know how that happened. Am I a person who can help make it better? Yes. Would the sport trust me to do it? My answer to #16 above is what holds people back from putting me in that position. Could you picture Pat McQuaid, Hein Verbruggen or Steve Johnson doing that? Guys in those jobs are expected to drop ass in either an office or a bar and get it done. "It" being a foundation of enforced rules, clean sport, a good calendar and a place where corporations invest in teams and events around the world. We trusted them and we were delivered a house of cards. An old school, omerta enforcing environment that enriched a handful of people in power and left the sport emaciated. The new generation does not want that. Are they mature enough to stand up and say "We won't tolerate it"? I am a dual citizen of Switzerland, so spending time there would not be a problem.





For the record:
I think everyone would agree that Paul is the guy that could help right the ship at the UCI. He paid his dues in the trenches and its high time we replace those knuckleheads who can be found in the rear with the gear.

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Saturday, February 2, 2013

Ganesha located in Rodeo Gulch Drainage


We are confident that this particular 'SW you find it' forced Jedi to pedal more that 300 miles. We keep this up and he will be a force to be reckoned with. Mr Flanders obviously sat this one out. There were local reports that Jedi was using a patented technique of shadow trajectory accompanied with species identification to triangulate this location. We also think we heard some interference (lat & long sequencing) over the KSCO towers. Everyone deserves 'total consciousnesses'.

Thursday, January 31, 2013

A Shift, B Shift, C Shift, Who Gives a Shift...


SFFD's finest Brent Marks not thinking about work and enjoying the sun as he puts the Santa Lucia range in the rear view mirror. 

The Wind at your six o'clock...



We wanted to share some of Olive's favorite music on YouTube before they start charging a credit card to view...I wish I was joking.

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Bad-ass British Boogie Brigade...





Take a moment (or hour) and enjoy this film featuring Wiggins and company and their straight forward no-nonsense approach to cycling. What do you do after you bag a half a dozen Olympic gold medals on the track- you win the TdF. I like the way they view the world. Sean Yates still looks like he can lay it down.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Show him the MONEY...


Lance and Levi donated their prize money to charity at the Nevada City Classic a couple of years ago (which was nice of them). It doesn't take much to look at this situation now and quickly come to the conclusion that they owe BJM $6,000. I would like to call this retroactive good guy restitution or RGGR. BJM could stand to make a couple of bucks if we continue to unravel this thread.

The day Ben lost contact with the group on Bonny Doon in the middle of a thunderstorm in the TOC - did he lose contact with the group or was he leading the retroactive good guy restitution group? I say the latter.

This has a similar feel to the days of yesteryear when Dean Meyer, Trent Klasna and I would get a hold of the result sheet and immediately start counting all the pros that finished in front of us (kicked our asses) at the big stage races. After throwing out all of the pros we felt better that we were now in the top 5 or 10 as amateurs. Even though nobody cared about it - there was some honor to be had there- at least we thought so. Ben's updated palmares will read very well.

Let's see some do re mi change hands...






Tuesday, January 22, 2013

You can almost hear George & Lennie in the hills...


we think we saw an apparition of this truck southbound on 25

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Ridge Top to Ridge Top - Double Bridge Hop...

photo by Cory Caletti






Official Ride Report
Kilometers: yep
Hours: finished with some daylight
Route: up and over down and around
Broken Handlebar:  1
Cat-Like reflexes: 1
Chipped Armor: everyone
Ice Patch: probably
Gravel: with out a doubt
Sand: affirmative
Duct Tape used: yes
Damon Kluck hand-me-down Postal Kit: 1
La Cabana Taqueria: 3
Danny Shane Kit: 1
Pastries: 7
Locally made Bikes: 8
Cold air pockets: 1 (Glenwood at Charlie)