Latest from Leadville

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Oh snap! LT 100 baby, life just got real.

I was getting pics sent to me as I sorted out my central air conditioning drain. Yes, the pan overflowed. Yes, it was mess. Yes, I fixed it. Yes, it required crawling into a small dark space underneath the air return to clean up an inch of water with a bucket and a sponge. Yes, I live in Phoenix, Arizona. Yes, it was like 105 today. Yes, I was literally standing in front of this son of a bitch, sweat beading on my forehead like I was a pressed ham, working my way down to the drain pan when my cell lit up. Damn right I’ll take call from Dirty Biker in trying times such as these.


He told me he had some good photos from Leadville, and could I post ’em? Hells yeah. Dirty Biker keeps it hopping. Kid has more class than ten of my former law school contemporaries wrapped together.


Images from bike races generally flatten the gradient, making it hard to tell just how fucking awful it really is out there. This next pic shows you what the Powerline looks like. It looks like a fucking cliff. The photo was taken from up on the climb, the one everyone just went down on the way out to the turn around on Columbine (which is another mind-fuck nightmare altogether), and the same one everyone will be grinding back up on the way back. Look how those cables just pop upward. It literally goes straight up the hill. Evil is as evil does.


Who knows how to suffer? Todd Wells knows how to suffer. I first met him when I was “volunteering” (I can’t really say “working”) for a composite team out at Redlands one year. We were squatting in this unfinished remodel, bare plywood and the like, while he was maxing at some cheap motel full of hookers. He’s one hell of a nice guy and I’m super stoked for his win. He earned this.


Not sure you can dig any deeper? Need I remind you what happens if that damn dirty ape catches you? Well, it ain’t gonna be nice.


I didn’t get a lot in the way of text with these photos. But I did get this:

Jeremiah Bishop drinking the Kettlehouse IPA at the top of the power lines. Cross racers know how to take a hand up

God damn right they do. Good on ya, Bishop. You are 100% man. Like a fucking Viking.


That’s right, Snake. Give us a little smile. How’s the Pain Cave today? All funzies? Yeah. Thought so.

Full disclosure: I’ve done Leadville twice. And I’ve walked on Powerline both times. The worst part, at least for me, is the half dozen false summits that taunt like the Sirens with their come-hither honey-sweet irresistible enchantment, “You’re almost there…” Bullshit. You are not almost there. You’re not almost anywhere. You’re nowhere. And, you’re going to fucking die.

Enough about me. Let’s have a look at Snake.


Dirty Bike wrote:

He left it ALL out there.

Snake wrote, simply:

I am no longer in showroom condition.


This is Snake’s 10th run at it. That’s 1,000 miles of Leadville. They ought to give him a belt buckle the size of a dinner plate for his efforts.

Last pic. I think this is Rebecca Rusch. She’s all class. Broke her own record out there today, by sixteen minutes. See

I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that was our own 40 Hands flying the DC flag out here today. Yeah. We’re all in.


Congrats to the winners. Congrats to the sub-nine folks. And, congrats to the sub-twelve folks. You all worked hard today, and you should all be proud of yourselves.

All of these photographs were taken by our own Caveman. Check out more of his work here:

Update: Full results at

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

13 Replies to “Latest from Leadville”

  1. Our local, faster than a striped ass monkey, racer Alex Grant tore the LT100 apart. Big ups for a dude with a 9 to 5 gig. Now that is a Baller!

  2. Double Haul IPA; fuck yeah!! Missoula, MT represent! So good to see that the K-Hole is keeping the racers on course juiced up.

  3. @MR, I got Caveman to bring down a case of Double Haul for me on his way down, a day does not go by that I dont miss that delicious brew. All of the leftovers are coming with me to Fort Collins, where I will enjoy them.

  4. ‘ape in air’ photo has a totally surrealistic quality to it…kinda 3-D-ish without the cheezy glasses…i’m bettin’ you transcended your own expectations with that shoot alone, cave…

    ‘powerline’ photo is damn cool also…sorta old time-y, different era stuff…

    …major props with flowers n’ shit to rusch & wellsy & big props to anyone who turned a pedal on this thing…

    …& plain ol’ regular props to apes n’ anyone who hauled beers n’ cheers into the hills for the pedal turners…

    …overall nice…

  5. LOVE the Powerline photo… I have a buddy that gives me shit about wanting to do Leadville. He says it’s a “roadie” course, and that I had might as well take my cyclocross bike.

    I suppose he’s right…

    It is a “roadie” course…

    Assuming of course that the roads were paved by Satan…

  6. What’s with all the fast people out of Arizona shown in the results? Must be the water.

  7. AWesome. I saw on cycling that Mr. Well’s carbon 29er tips the scales at 19 pounds. Oy.

  8. @ 40 Hands, I’m so proud that one of my local brews is held in such high regard here on the DC site! Almost brings a tear to my eye and makes me a bit thirsty…

  9. @MR, Jedzilla has been put in charge of making sure the Kettlehouse picture winds up in Tim’s (I think that is the owners name) hands. Now please go drink some Bongwater for me.

  10. @ 40 Hands, I look forward to seeing that picture up in the K-Hole. I dont’ think they are doing the Bongwater right now so I stick to the Cold Smoke. Cheers!

  11. As I was coming up Powerline, I thought I was crossing paths with Sasquatch. I was excited as I was going to use that as an excuse to turn back down that dirty sonofabitch! The furry gorilla was better tthan seeing a set of tits on the climb! Thanks for being out there and making it fun……PT in Tucson