I give Lance Armstrong a lot of shit, but this time I gotta give him some props: He’s gonna do Chris Carmichael like Snake does me.
Nasty.
He did, however, engage in a little trash talk with coach Chris Carmichael, a Leadville veteran who will compete again this year.
“I know I can beat Carmichael. I will be home and showered and probably three beers in by the time Carmichael makes it in.”
Source: velonews.com
I have it on good authority that Carmichael has lost a grand each of the last two years with his failure to come in under nine hours. He’s back here with me in the “never gonna sub nine” club.
That said, he’ll probably ride an 8:20 and make me look like a fat fuck.
Which, of course, I am.
Oh hell…
Cops: Enraged motorist swerves into bicyclists, injures one
A cyclist was struck while riding his bicycle Saturday morning, and both the victim and law enforcement officials say it was no accident.
A 41-year-old Kamas man was arrested on suspicion of aggravated assault after witnesses reported seeing him swerve at groups of eastbound bikers who were training on Mirror Lake Highway.
“Several witnesses reported this guy in a 1999 Nissan Frontier kept swerving at the cyclists,” said Utah Highway Patrol spokesman Trooper Cameron Roden. “He swerved at one cyclist, and the cyclist grabbed his mirror, so he swerved at him again. Luckily the cyclist jumped off his bike because he ran the bike over.”
Source: sltrib.com
There is often a bit of shit talking after stories like this about things like “street justice” or what have you… But this time it looks like that’s about what happened.
And good thing too. Son of a bitch pulled over and then tried to leave.
The driver then finally stopped and got out of the truck, Dunleavy said, adding that one of his fellow riders grabbed the man by the hair and hit him a couple times. Other motorists who witnessed the event began calling police.
As the man tried to re-enter his truck, Dunleavy wrote that he and his friend grabbed the man and threw him against the truck to prevent him from leaving. A second group of cyclists stopped and said the truck had almost hit them as well.
I’m just glad no one was killed.
This story just came out (AFP) - former Northern Arizona University runner - qualified in the 1500: will be the U.S. flag bearer at the Olympic opening ceremonies. I had the pleasure of speaking with Lopez back in April and I can tell you this guy is so gracious and down to earth, just a great guy with a big heart! He is also a RIDECLEAN advocate. Please root for Lopez at the Olympics.
BEIJING (AFP) - Lopez Lomong, one of the “Lost Boys” of Sudan who was a victim of violence in Darfur, was named Thursday as the United States flag bearer for the opening ceremony at the Beijing Olympics.
US captains in every Olympic sport met at the Olympic Village and voted to award the honor for Friday’s ceremony to Lomong, a sensitive choice given criticism of Chinese foreign policy over the conflict in Darfur.
“This is the most exciting day ever in my life,” Lomong said. “It’s a great honor for me that my teammates chose to vote for me.
“The opening ceremony is the best day and the best moment of Olympic life. I’m here as an ambassador of my country and I will do everything I can to represent my country well.”
Lomong, 23, was kidnapped from his family by the Janjaweed militia and taken hostage. He and other youths escaped and spent three days on the run before crossing the border into Kenya and being taken to a refugee camp.
He spent years there just fighting to survive and famously paid five Kenyan shillings to watch a black and white television telecast of the 2000 Sydney Olympics.
He said seeing US track star Michael Johnson win gold sparked his dream of becoming an Olympian.
Lomong was adopted by a US foster family, changed his citizenship to American and will race in the 1,500 meters at Beijing.
China has close ties with Sudan, as one of the main buyers of the African nation’s oil and a key investor in its economy, and rights groups have accused Beijing of not doing enough to try and resolve the conflict in Darfur.
The United Nations has said that 300,000 people have died in Darfur and that more than 2.2 million have been displaced since 2003. The Sudanese government puts the number of fatalities at 10,000.
Two years. One million beers. Today is my death day. It was two years ago that I woke up in the hospital. With a wife and a six month old daughter at home.
So much for being a cyclist.
Oddly enough, I’ve managed to collect even more bikes since that day. The difference between training and riding down to the store for another twelve pack I guess. Whatever. Six of one, half dozen of another. It’s all the fucking same in the end.
I drank beer with my father and played with my daughters. What’d you do today?
More on the adventures of BGR and it sounds off the hook. 25 miles into Paria Canyon? Holy balls.
From: BGR
Subject: Leaving Escalante
Arrived in Escalante this morning after spending the night in the Dixie Forest about 15 miles west. I’m charging my batteries and writing this from Escalante Outfitters (escalanteoutfitters.com). Its the best gear shop I’ve been too. All the bitchen camping gear you could need, without all the crap. But what really sets it apart is the connected coffee shop/cafe, with free computer use, and the fact that they are also the state liqueur store. That’s right, shoved in the corner along the outdoor gear is all the package liqueur you could need. Now that’s one stop shopping.
Took a day and a half riding the AZ trail to the grand canyon. Spent the day with a friend on the south rim checking out an archeology site and resting. Started hiking the next day around 6:00 pm. Arrived at the bottom in around 3 hours and spent a couple of hours down there. Even thought the sun was down, it seemed way hot so we left for the North rim around 11:00 pm. We ended up sleeping from about 3:00am-5:00am at the water fountain at Cottonwood Campground. Had a wonderful morning hiking, then arrived at the north rim around 9:30 am.
Spent two nights camping on the rim. The view was great, but the trail was more popular than I expected and we were camped about 10 feet of the trail so we saw a lot of people hiking.
Left Saturday morning and rode single track almost the whole way to Jacobs lake, around 55 miles away. Ran into Pete Shindagger on the road by Jacob lake. Was good to see a friend, and I was abale to send some of my warmer gear I wouldn’t need with him to drop of in Moab.
Had breakfast at Jacobs lake and got some ramen to go. I had planed to just ride to edge of the national forest and wait for it to get cooler, but a storm was building all day and the sun was hiding so i rode on. Finished the AZ trail around 1:00pm. The last 5+ miles was just great downhill the whole time and it really ended on a high note. Now I was what seemed to be the middle of nowhere. Rode a paved backroad 11 mile to highway 89. I found water at a campground on 89 witch saved me going into the town of Big Water. Filled up over 3 gallons of water and headed off towards Cottonwood Canyon a few miles down the road. Road 8+miles down the gravel rode to Cottonwood Canyon. It was around 4 or 5 o’clock by then, and I was looking to camp. The road flowed down the canyon along a small stream, after a few miles the main road turned away from the steam and a small turn of went back towards it. I took the small road which dumped me right into the stream bed. I followed a minor path down the stream as the red rock walls rose on each side. I camped that night in a high spot next to the towering walls of the canyon.
When I awoke and looked at the map I decided to continue up the canyon to where the road crossed the canyon less than a couple miles. Two miles later no road, five miles no road, I looked at the map again, yeah it crosses the canyon for sure, I continued. No road, the compass says I’m going west-northwest, I should be going north. I stopped for a while to think about what to do. I was pretty sure that I was not in cottonwood canyon, I should turn back, but I hate backtracking and I’m already ten miles in, so I continue. The Canyon is amazing, the walls are in a constant change of form and color and the stream gets deeper and wider. I could ride most of the time along the stream in the moist sand, but the twists and turns made you cross the steam hundreds of times. The best riding was to just ride down the steam, but i resisted unless forced to. Storms were building overhead and I began to worry about the chance of a flash flood. Since I still wasn’t sure where I was, I decided to hurry along just in case. The Canyon came to many forks and I stayed to the right/east and followed the water. After 25+ miles of riding the water stopped, the canyon walls lowered, the stream widened and a rock careen signaled me out of the main wash to a smaller one going east. This soon turned into a dirt road, leading me shortly to a paved road. Judging buy where I came out I now believe I was in Paria Canyon. Which would explain why it was so amazing. I followed the pavement into Carbondale though Henryville and now to Escalante.
Going to change my route a little from here and try to add more dirt miles. Going to ride over the Henry Mountains on Bull ranch road, and hopefully summit Mt Ellen 11′530. Wish I could share some photos, but it seems I’ve lost the usb cord. No real towns till Moab so that will be the next time i can e-mail.
Happy Trails
Randy
Unreal.
It just keeps coming… Looks like CERA’s the new dope du jour. The fucking retards that are getting caught is surprising. Perhaps they’re too close to the fire to see how obviously careless their actions are.
From: Flodizzle
Subject: Giro’s king of the mountain Sella positive for EPO-CERA
Jeessuth Chrisssth, and I thought this guy was a good climber. I suppose we should question every outstanding performance these days? Obviously the pack of climbers, shadow boxing oneanother, giving eachother the “O Face” were clean? My money is on Schumacher getting dung soon for doping. Since when is the guy a stellar time trialist?
cyclingnews.com
Remember the Doctor who went nuts:
From: Bikedawg:
The “Not so good Doc” & his 1st day in court. Nice to see some attempted local coverage & cyclists there to greet the Sum Bitch!
Then there’s the refreshing Sven:
From: Authur Lo
Long time listener, first time caller…
Great article on Svein Tuft and his road to pro cycling:
Interesting story that I figured you would enjoy. Here is a good tidbit:
Svein was driven to despair by the number of cyclists he discovered using performance enhancing drugs. When asked if he was ever tempted to go down the doping road, Svein’s answer is a terse “No.”
Suppliers who provide drugs to riders get a percentage of that rider’s salary and winnings, so it’s almost impossible to cycle competitively without being offered drugs.
Yes, I was only on the verge of the doping circle as a competitive cat-1 cyclist. I never saw the interactions, but I saw plenty of evidence of doping on the national (and sometimes regional) level. I would imagine doping would be hard to refuse through the last decade+ of cycling. It’s just the way it was. If Sven is no bullshit, which I think he is, it’s good to see there is some home-grown morality in the world.
And last on the list, for when you need a bed-time story:
From: James K
Lance In France
Or, if you’re of the more mature audience, maybe this:
From: Flodizzle
Kiddie Underwear Marketing
I’m going to beat that line like a fucking gong. Why? Because I can. Dude brings it.
This is where my man woke up after drinking all day and watching the Tour roll by on the Hautacam. You can see his baby blue drunkcyclist jersey crumpled up on the ground like a soiled condom.
Camp the morning after the Hautacam
I asked him about his photo caption, and he replied:
yeah that was right at the bottom of the climb after the stage, so drunk i made a “tent” out of a course sign. all i had was a bivy that left my face exposed and i couldnt that the rain on my face that night so i had to rig a little something
Ya’ll might as well bow when he walks through the door.
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