It’s 6:10 in the PM the day after. My hangover weighs a ton and by the end of it all, EK donned the Thong.
Ultimately, nobody cared about the course marker issue after the fact. At least not here. It was what it was, which was stupid… all the way around. Personally, it was a very strange and spontaneous moment of poorly executed & slightly significant vandalism. I’m sorry to have been involved. Regardless, it got blown out and resolved (more or less) prior to hang’n at Pay n Take on Friday night. And if you believe that, you can believe that racer-heads and bro’s alike shot the shit, ate some fine Que, and laughed. Comically, The series finale MBAA race will be here in a few weeks. I’m sure it’ll be a good time. And I’ll say it right now; if there’s any shit that goes down, I wont be there and I wont even talk about it if I hear of it.
I’m dedicating the rest of my summer to Avoiding The Hater Rides. I just don’t need that shit.
Friends (FROM PHOENIX!!!) came into town last night for the festivities as well. Then at 5am, Yuri and jSpann bounced off the hardwood and caught a ride up to the Utah border where they’re hitting the final section of their AZT journey. It’s taken about 4 years or so, but they are now on the last leg of the whole route. Nipping sections off year by year. They plan to hike through the canyon and finish up in Flagstaff at the end of this one. I plan to meet them at Phantom Ranch for some beers on Monday then possibly ride back. Why the hell not?
Morris over at Topofusion posted a Spot page where their progress can be seen and at the end of today, they’re almost to jacob lake. It’s quite neat to see the progress from inside the tubes. And again I’m not there. That’s not bad however, as there’s plenty here. Flagstaff has been pounded with atypical rain over the last three days or so. I feel like I’m in Oregon… some argue Washington, whatever. The trails have been as tacky loamy as they ever get. I’ve been making the most of it. Soon, when the weather disapears, they’ll turn back to dust in a matter of days and we’ll all be talking about needing more moisture again. It’s been truly good.
What’s stranger than British humor you ask?
from: cgb
Dude,
Here in the UK shit is off the hook sometimes. The London mayor is nearly an honorific post. But he has a budget.And his big thing is to increase cycling in the city. So he goes out on his bike and rides around and says ‘build a bike lane THERE!’ or ‘we should have more bike parking HERE!’and this week he was out on a jaunt and a fucking truck came up behind his posse, hit a speed bump which unlatched the rear door, which swung out and dragged a park car nearly into the path of the mayor, nearly fucking killing about 12 people.
So. This is the video footage, because not uncoincidentally, there are 54,000 CCTV cameras in the city.
Source: guardian.co.uk
Dude. The Mayor of London nearly gets killed on a bike ride while he is out trying to see if the city is safe for bike riding.
On Monday, when he comes in to work, he is going to turn London into one big velodrome.
cgb from missoula who can’t figure out how he got to london.
also an asshole in scotland threw a big ass pile of tacks on a road during a closed-road citizens’ sportive up there. the only closed-road cycling event in the entire fucking UK.
Funny, I didn’t know there were assholes in Scotland. Everyday, I’m just a little smarter.
The tack deal reminds me of the Barstow to Vegas moto desert race (B to V). The environmentalist protested that race with huge home made pyramid tacks thrown on course. That, and railroad ties piled into the unlit underpasses. We called them the Sierra Club collectively. I don’t know if that was the group responsible or not. It was back in the early 80’s and I no longer care about that either. Nothing is a new idea.
I’ve missed the last couple of days of the Giro and that’s OK too. I’m stoked to just be able to see it thanks to universalsports. I’d have no problem watching it all on the internets if it was all that good. I’m going to have to catch up though, and see how the Cavendish sprints werked. The Giro is the shiz.
While I was at it, I learned up on the Cervelo Cycling Team over at bartape.net. A fairly cool set of videos.
that’s it. Bring on Sunday because today is gone and I have no use for this hangover any longer.
May 23rd, 2009 at 9:28 pm
DC dot Com is Dead. Hopi just say NO. Hatred, self absorbtion, hubris… not so attractive and DC riders and dem freaks desecrating holy mtn and no getting along is bad vibeses. Bishneheh! chaunch.
bad karma seeping from dis dem site on web. payback coming; not Hopi way; but cannot stoppinz. DC dot Com is Dead.
not good. bad,,, rain storms bringin’ some stuff.
and not name hwy in phx after soldier taken of Hopi in irak. az is crazy.
dis site only makes all stuff worse, bad, down. dead. lost……..
May 23rd, 2009 at 11:00 pm
yes! i was wondering when the pics of E.K. would surface. love it. i gotta say that was my favorite night so far at pnt, we need more late night kumbayas a lot like that this summer. much love.
May 24th, 2009 at 9:19 am
DC is dead? No. DC is Neither.
I sat at the bar for a bit that night at the PnT. Had a good conversation with a Hopi. He was nothing like the hate you try to stir. And Fatbob never introduced himself. Just sat in the corner or so, and reasoned why his hater is better.
A positive effort to embrace difference in the cycling community and all that can be said, is more hate.
Maybe it’s time I finally start to moderate all you cool bro’s that piss up on this site.
And Elise, I bet there will be more.
May 24th, 2009 at 12:48 pm
“DC dot Com is Dead…. Hatred, self absorbtion, hubris…”
I don’t know what this guy is talking about, without hatred, self absorption and hubris I’m not sure I have much left to get me out of bed everyday?
May 24th, 2009 at 5:00 pm
THE HORROR !!!!!……..THE HORROR!!!!!!!!
May 24th, 2009 at 5:03 pm
And hey, this is dc.com, you know ‘Drunk Cyclist dot com’ I mean, get with the flow, it’s about bikes, beer, beer, beer, bikes and other alcoholic beverages too numerous to mention. In the immortal words of Freddy Mercury (albethem slightly reworked), ‘Get on Your Bikes and Drink!!!!!!’
May 24th, 2009 at 5:13 pm
DC dot com, who cares…
EK in a banana hammock is dead!!! Or, should I say: For the love of all things great and small. I hope we never see EK in a thong for as long as we all shall live!”
May 25th, 2009 at 9:59 am
Who is that freak EK is dancing with?
May 25th, 2009 at 2:00 pm
‘freak’ ? If that’s a ‘cast-off’ put her on the first plane over the briney, looks mighty fine to me, better than the dude in the thong…..or wait…..is that a mankini he’s just hiding under his top?….I think I’m gonna hurl……
May 25th, 2009 at 8:28 pm
Stage 16 was sick- three cat 1s? Menchov looks bulletproof.
24 miles on the SVT today, discovered some new, rocky singletrack. I was on my ‘cross bike and took a bit of a beating on the narrow, rocky stuff. I showed those fat-tire, full-suspension bastards on the way down though, rolling WAY off the front. Then I flattied. Fuck. A few pints of Manny’s at Pete’s afterwards and everything was golden.
May 25th, 2009 at 8:37 pm
stage 16 was absolutely sick.
June 2nd, 2009 at 5:13 pm
Wow somone else knows what the b to v is my dad was big into that protest ride every thanksgiving while I was growing up dirty ass tree huggers trying to kill people. My dad still has that big old green thumper.
June 3rd, 2009 at 8:55 pm
thanks EK,…I just puked in my mouth