The above letter is but one of many that have been sent to the judge who will decide the sentence of the driver who killed Joe Giampapa. The author of the above asked that I withhold his name but asked that I use it as an example and to encourage others to create their own letter and forward to the address shown on the above. I have thought of Joe often and miss his endearing personality at our rides. Joe's closest friends and especially his wife Thelma, continue to struggle with the loss and a letter, such as the above, sent on behalf of Joe is welcome by them.
Large turnout for the KCBC ride out of Gambier, OH. How many mornings remain on the calendar where you shove off at 8:00 with nothing on but the usual shorts and jersey? Oh sure, there were a couple of constitutionally weak types who had to pull on arm warmers (insert eye roll here) or a wind breaker (insert even larger eye roll here) but they were rare. We ascended the hill into Gambier and then plunged into the valley. Soon, I lamented not having a pair of arm warmers.
The sun being so low, we flashed into and out of areas of shade and sun frequently, bordered by vast swaths of corn, as we followed a rolling route, oblivious to the building wind out of the SW. There was the Rossi tandem and it made me wonder whatever happened to Grand Poobah, who used to spend hours behind the Rossi tandem.
Around mile 25, we pulled into the first food stop. Above, Frank S, Steve, Hendra and Eva surround the table while Marty looks on, probably nibbling on a kale/lettuce mix that he brought from home.
Benton, in the black/white kit center right, claims he is the fittest Ecuadorian and even rejected our invite to ride with the slow bunch. Instead he wanted to ride with Marty, Hendra and Philippe and he did, for awhile, before dropping back to ride with the Frank Seebode group. Marty on the left, lingering for too long while watching Mark C eat copious amounts of snacks.
Corvair, eating and watching.
Eventually, we shifted our attention from the food to the bikes, remounted and soldiered on to the east, still oblivious to the wind, building and building at our backs. Gosh, I so wanted to ride the century route but I had dog watching duties and so at mile 30, made the left turn on the 62 mile route and thanked myself over and over on the return into that fairly strong head wind. Below, our Stella being chased by my daughter's Doberman.
The next to last NA ride of the season. Yet another one at which I was glad to be present to document the facts and when that was not interesting enough, supplement where needed with fiction. Usually, the facts were better than the fiction. How could I make up what happened to Philippe during Sunday's Roll ride? Broken wheel in middle of nowhere, no cell service. Farmer comes along and asks what is the problem. Farmer takes Philippe to farm, opens a barn and there are bikes and bike parts everywhere, including wheels to fit a 10-speed set-up. Philippe rides off and rejoins the ride. Finishes and drives back to farmer to exchange wheels.
Marty announced he and others will be dominat.....errrr....riding the KCBC, rolling at 8:00am and all are urged to join.
Peggy Cook, stylin her new jersey. She and Gus were on the ground in Europe for 17 days and get this, rode for 14 days! Now that is an ideal vaca in my world. Also got in some hiking and sightseeing.
Rick rode 93 miles earlier in the day so just came out for the sign-up. Kind of a smallish turnout of 40-45.
The cyclists were anxious, riding around the parking lot, eyeing the setting sun but 28-34 miles before they could put their bikes to sleep. Rick called us together and then.....
....sent us out with Marty in the lead. I think 18 in the A group which included Gus, Chad, Hendra, Nick, Kyle, Brandon, Luke R, Philippe, Retro George, etc....
We rode out old 161. Now there is a potent pair, couple of 22-year olds, both I think Cat 2's, Nick and Hendra. We turned left on Kitzmiller, right on Jug with a light wind brushing us from the NE. I made a point to get behind the big fella, Luke Russell, to maximize drafting opportunity. We buzzed through the "S" curve and rocketed eastward before turning left on Clover Valley, right on Miller, I survived the other "S" curve on Miller and welcomed the brief pause at Mink before proceeding and soon arriving at Caswell. Making a left there then a right onto a newly paved Duncan Plains but quickly a left on to the gravelly Caswell and it's long climb to Johnstown.
I somehow clung to the bunch all the way to the top where my buddy Luke flatted but assured us he had everything and so the train rolled on, making a right on Concord. Here, Brandon pushed the pace and I began leaking oil and hydraulic fluids and had to drop out, just shy of Castle Road, with 13 miles and a 22.7 avg. What luck! Castle is where the B route departed the A route and better yet, there was Chad and Gus just ahead. Only Chad made the right on to Castle so we quickly formed and ham and egged it back to the parking lot, motivated to stay ahead of the B group and did, finishing with 28 miles and a 21.7 avg.
Meantime and meanwhile, the A group began to disintegrate under the intensity as Hendra and Nick took turns turning the screw to the group. By the return on Raccoon Valley Road, only Marty, Hendra, Nick, Kyle and Brandon remained and soon Kyle and Brandon dropped out as Hendra, Nick and Marty put in a huge gap to finish with 34 miles and a 24mph avg. As I was leaving New Albany, I saw the threesome, two 22-year old, Cat 2 racers and Marty, riding comfortably alongside, a mere Cat 3, somehow.
Well, here ya go. We're down to 34 miles with sunset at 7:30. Check the Cycling Club web site for full details and remember, print your own map: http://www.thecyclingclub.org/route-resources/c-o-p-thursday-night-cycling-club-ride/
The Tuesday Cycling Club group ride. We begin to gather. I'm always curious to see how many show up when daylight is a diminishing commodity. Tonight's sunset was 7:37.
Retro George demonstrates how Lisa A crashed on Saturday. A small stick popped up, lodged between the tire and brake pad and over the handlebars she went. Such a bad thing for such a nice person. She should be back out soon.
Craig, Gus, Jay and around 12 others, giving us 15+ for our ride. I rode over as usual, looking back several times to see if I could catch a ride off Tym but alas he left late, arriving later than usual. We shoved off.
Geesh, reaching Jersey Mill Road, note the long shadows so soon after departing. Unbeknownst to us, we had left Benton and Larry at the light in New Albany. to their credit, they caught us in Alexandria because we had smoked 161 before easing up on Jersey Mill. From there, I headed home with 35 miles.
Whoa, wish I had participated in the previous 3 Roll rides but only for this one did I receive one of the coveted invitations. You have to be someone or know someone who is someone to find yourself in the parking lot, preparing for a ride on a rather chilly Sunday morning with a 41 degree start temp. Above, Gus showing off one of his new kits, purchased while traveling Europe.
Get this. The sign-up process was painless too. Initial here, there and sign and I was good to go. Roll provided nice que sheets with a color front, the route was marked, food stops, food at the end and all for no charge. After today, I am compelled to drive to the nearest Roll store and buy stuff even though I don't currently need anything.
Phillipe in the background. The French Climbing Machine is up for the "Newcomer of the Year" award and a welcome addition to our peloton. After moving from Texas, I have my doubts he'll survive our winter but wish him luck.
I wish I had taken more images but I spent most of the time looking at what others were wearing. It takes me a couple of cold weather rides to settle in on what I should wear. Most were not wearing ear covers, some wore tights, some did not, some jackets so I made a final wardrobe change and as it turned out, guessed well.
We shoved off, behind a lead group of 10-15 led by Rick Miller. Our group, about 12, contained elements that made me confident, in time, we would catch Rick's group. Our group contained Hendra, Marty, Luke R, Lori, John Sada, Phillipe, Katsu, Steve Fields and others. The pace was one to keep the group largely intact and so Rick's group dangled out there even upon reaching Amanda and beyond. We made a right on Hamburg, a right on Meister and soon after crossing Hopewell Church, the catch was made and we became one large group.
There was a shortish, steepish climb along Meister and there at the base of the climb, someone crashed, apparently because he just hit some road slime. We continued on, a long line of cyclists, eventually reaching Clearcreek and then turning on to McDonald and that nasty climb. A couple of guys challenged Hendra and some thought it funny, wondering if the two had any idea who they were chasing. Predictably, Hendra reached the top first. Then we turned left on to Clearport Road and around mile 23, hit a gravel road that wasn't bad if you stayed in the wheel tracks. I found myself behind someone with little experience on gravel and we quickly lost the group, which was ok considering what came next, a big climb on Clearport and soon thereafter, the turn for the 107 route. I stayed straight of course, hooking up with Benton, the fittest Ecuadorian I know, Blair and a couple of others.
So far, the roads had been very familiar but from Middlefork, we passed the traditional left on Blue Valley for a left on to Carroll, a road I am certain I never previously rode and gosh is there a good climb there. Then we got on to Clapper Hollow for the descent down to 180, eventually climbing out of the valley for a left on 374, past Cantwell Cliffs before descending the ridge line via Starner and a brief stop at Clear Creek for water and bananas. This was a "climby" route so naturally we went up Snortin Ridge before coming right back down via Rich Hollow, up Revenge where it is always good to pass the prison and wave to my many family members who are staying there, down Christmas Rock and eventually back to the parking lot where we were treated to a bountiful display of food. OK, actually I did not go inside but later heard Roll served smoked salmon and many other delights. Good thing I did not go in as I would still be there, eating.
Pete C and Jon Morgan, probably discussing how they are going to put it to the marginal players at tonight's ride. Would be fun to be part of the strategy sessions, "Pete, let's let the cannon fodder hang until Wadkins then we'll pound them." "No Jon, I want to turn the screws on them right from the parking lot. I love the smell of panic in the evening."
Wow, what a difference a week makes. A "cold", windy and cloudy evening brought the arm warmers and tights out for some, although it was 69 degrees at the start. However, compared to yesterday, it was chilly.
Kristie just returned from a grueling ride out west, something like 200 miles and 12,000 of climbing. That's all well and good but when will she bring out more baked goods? Just once she has presented us with a post ride snack and that was a Tuesday, never a Thursday.
Good turnout, maybe 55. After looking at the route, I decided to ride over since the group would be within a couple of miles of my house at the Outville Road turn.
Among the crowd was Gus and Peggy, speaking fluent French after their weeks in France. Once the pre-ride announcements were made.....
.....22 left in the A group, including Hendra, Ron B, Ken B, Muscle Dude, Marty, Pete, Jon, Benton, Crazy George, Luke R, Lori N, Phillipe, Jon H, John Sada, Jason, etc...
We paused briefly at the Beech Road light and blasted off with a fairly strong wind coming from our left, north. The group went from two abreast to a single line and I found myself behind Phillipe, the French Climbing Machine, who was sitting comfortably to the right of someone on the asphalt's edge. Surprisingly, maybe shockingly, I maintained my place in line, in the wind, taking comfort that maybe someone was able to draft off me. Once we got through the 310 light, Hendra lit things up toward the right turn on to Watkins. As we slowed to make the turn, Ron B rocketed to the front, smart move and I too was in good position so survived the ascent to Morse Road. Then we continued toward Weslyn Church and in there I spit the bit, forming up with Benton, John Sada and one other guy. As the group turned on to Weslyn Church, we kept pace with them, seemed to gain a little but then the afterburners were lit by someone and our goal was toasted. At the time, my average was 23.5 so you know, not a slow pace. As the 3 turned north on Outville, I bugged out and headed home. Later I heard the front group finished with a 23.6 avg for the 38 miles.
The weekend has a good crop of rides, Frank's OFC, the COP Hocking Hills ride and on Sunday, Roll's Rockmill ride and John Martin's ride out of Granville.
Well, well, well. A certain member of the peloton, inspired by Lori Nedescu's historic ride of last week proclaimed to me that he too will make it around with the A group, having never done it before. I told him I would alert HFT Racing Man and put a quick end to that idea but promised him anonymity even though I am sorely tempted to out him. After looking at Rick Miller's route, I can see right away my friend's biggest challenge will be on an innocuous little street by the name of Thresher. Hang in there and the left turn to the top of the hill and he could do it. We'll see. Anyway, the sun is dropping so rapidly that only 38 miles for the A route. Be careful, you don't want to be way out in Granville, riding utterly alone if dropped from the A or B group. Here is the link to the Cycling Club page for all the routes: http://www.thecyclingclub.org/route-resources/c-o-p-thursday-night-cycling-club-ride/
The day began like most others, turning this into.....
....this. I know what you're thinking, a sophisticated guy like me probably has an upright splitter and merely has to roll a log into it and let the machine do all the work but nooooooooo, it is with a maul and my spindly cycling arms that do the work. I am hopeful it gets cold enough this weekend that I can start burning some of the many cords of wood stacked around here. It's less than a month before I'll be basking in the sun in AZ so come on cold temps. I've got wood to burn.
The Navajo Nation rec department called me to say the permit for which I applied for the Salt River trail that leads to the confluence of the Colorado and Little Colorado rivers has been declined for insufficient payment. They raised the fee from $5 to $12 back in April but did not update the on-line form so would I be so kind as to send another money order for $7?
I was late getting on the bike for the ride to the New Albany Tuesday ride behind Veloscience. About 3 miles into the route, Tym Tyler pulled alongside and after exhausting the conversation I could think of nothing better to do then pull in behind him and ride him like a pony for about 12 miles. Arrived in plenty of time to gather the valuable information you rely on me to gather and post here. Don't press me to provide any examples of my assertion it just sounded good.
The Tuesday New Albany route is the same each week. I don't mind because I take different routes to ride over there and then it is always fun to talk to the usual suspects before riding out 161 and bugging out of the ride in Alexandria. Having the same route each week does not require an official ride leader who has to plan routes and all that accompanies that. Just show up and ride. However, tonight, Jon Morgan did the inexplicable, he decided we would ride the route in reverse. That suggestion had many of us blinking our eyes in shock. It took a few minutes for us to get our hands around the concept. You mean we can ride the route in the opposite direction? Why yes, let's give it a go. We departed as Doug McConaha and Joe scrambled to get ready, running a bit late.
So, upon reaching Mink off 161, we turned left, then right, eventually going up Caswell in to Johnstown and east on Concord, arriving at Northridge Road at what had been a moderate pace that kept everyone together. Only 12 of us on the ride and the last ride will be the last Tuesday in September. At Northridge, I turned right while the group continued on to Hardscrabble. I finished with 43 miles.
Ric Nolan of Cycllist Connection greets us as we arrive to sign in. The dog is friendly toward everyone although it did growl at me. Seemed like a kind of light turnout for the ride. It's poor service to not make the GPS file available prior to the ride. Everyone downloaded a previous year's version and discovered that route differed from the 2014 route.
Pepe Lapew (brown jersey) made a rare start due to extensive work related travel. Pepe can only dream of executive travel such as Kenda Janet enjoys. Pepe rides prop planes to near-off destinations and eats at Pancake House, Waffle House and House of Pancakes wherever he goes.
We roll out with Steve Oxley casting an eye back to see if Dustin joined our group and he did. Dustin is conflicted. He wants to run the Columbus marathon but is not training for it nor signed up for it. Steve's weight loss goal has been met and is under 160. He said he wants to get down to Flyin Tuna's weight but I told him he is already well south of that.
Marty, Luke R, Steve, Dustin and Ted M got away from us and we cruised along for awhile before deciding to regroup after coming through the Rockmill covered bridge. The Rossi tandem had a mechanical and decided to head back to the parking lot. Later we heard they had identified the problem, called Ric Nolan and he drove the part to them and fixed the bike. Now that's great service. Those who remained, rolled in to Amanda to stop while Andrew Clayton fixed a flat. Naturally, as we waited, some of us hit the market including.....
.....Mark Clingan who loaded up on a Mountain Dew, Hershey bar, Gatorade, etc... Mark claims there is no correlation between calorie intake and weight gain. This explains a lot.
As we passed the time, Larry P and Lisa A showed up and they joined us, briefly before heading on. Soon, I lost motivation to ride and joined Pepe, Pepe's friend and Denise on an abbreviated route back to Canal and finished with 47 miles. Marty and some or all of his group finished the 100 miles in 6:05 so they did not hit it too hard. I planned to participate in the Dry Run on Sunday and kind of did, riding from my house on to the route, riding it in reverse for awhile before going off route and finishing with only 40 miles. Returning home, I cut down more dead ash trees and had a good fire going when Tym and Lisa Tyler stopped. No amount of persuasion was getting them off the bikes to help me stack wood. They put in a 110 mile effort.
The story of the night was Lori Nedescu, forefront, but let's not get ahead of ourselves, first I have to take a few good natured but well deserved jabs and make the usual insightful insights on the comings and goings of our parking lot scene.
Dirty Dan, attempting to set another personal best Strava segment. Dan has 3-4 different loops he does in the parking lot prior to the official ride. Someone told me Dan has two Strava accounts, one under "Dan" and one under "Daniele" so he achieves both KOM and QOM crowns, obviously most in the QOM category.
The cars line up with the cyclists to their rear, getting ready, including Nick, way in the background who races now as a Cat 2. Dang, the group Is so strong, so unlike what it was just 3-5 years ago when ordinary schleps ruled the roost.
The sun was intense, the humidity was high and the shade was welcome. Frank, in the middle.
The crowd builds, in the shade. I forgot to count but around 55-60 at the start including.....
.....Terry Griffith is back in action. There was some talk about the Columbus Fall Challenge (9/27) and the Ohio Bicycling Challenge (9/13) but so far, there doesn't seem to be the interest there once was in either event.
Rick Miller called us out of our shady spots and we emerged to listen to the comments before being sent off with Marty leading us out. Eighteen in the A group highlighted by Hendra, Terry, Chris G, Pete C, Marty, Ron B, Benton, Lori, Ken B, Nick, Jason, Brandon, Phillipe, Bart and a couple of others.
Upon a pause at the stop sign, we hung a left on a route that took us far to the north to avoid the setting sun on the return. Upon reaching the #62/Central College stop, which is always a bit chaotic at the light, we crossed and discovered a brief section of pavement had been removed but soon our tires were on normal pavement and with that, Pete C and Chris G two-timed us, working us over pretty good as we went north on Bevelheymer, west on Fancher and then a long pull on Miller Paul. I was behind Ron Budzig which is a mistake because he is too skinny for drafting (see last week's report for context) and Marty was again to my rear, distracting me because even though he did not say anything this week, merely the anticipation of a question had my mind wandering. OK, I could not hold the wheel and out the back I bolted, at mile 8, sad I know.
Looking back, there was Benton, not doing as well as usual, and so soon we hooked up doing a slightly abbreviated route and finished with 31 miles and a 20.7 avg. Meantime, up ahead, way up ahead, the group thinned but Lori N clung to the lead pack and while doing so, set 7 (yes seven) QOM Strava records. She, Marty and a few others stayed together and finished with a 23.3 average and 42 miles. I don't keep track of such things but I can't recall a woman hanging with the lead A group in a long time, at least not since the New Albany A group achieved its current status of badasses on bikes. Way to go Lori.
By the way, the COP Covered Bridge ride is Saturday and I hear Marty is organizing a group for an 8:00am start, which is when most people will depart, weather permitting. See the www.outdoor-pursuits.org website for more information.
Well, the routes are getting shorter and shorter but look on the bright side, at least we still have daylight in which to ride as we run the clock out on another season. Click the link below to find links to each of the 42, 32 and 25 mile routes. http://www.thecyclingclub.org/route-resources/c-o-p-thursday-night-cycling-club-ride/
Saturday morning. 7:45am. West side of Granville. Waiting for the Jon Morgan NA ride to blaze through so I could jump on. Entering Granville I had run in to Farmer Mike, on his way to a gravel ride but I did not linger because I did not want to miss Morgan & Co. Waiting, waiting so I....
....went farther west but did not want to go too far because they would be coming fast. I saw 5 people approach, I turned around, began pedaling to make the great leap in but alas, it was not Jon. I rode back to Granville, checked the clock and it was 8:00...oh well...probably they did not start at 7:00, always someone with influence being late so have to wait. Two cyclists approached, I turned, prepared to jump in but no, not Jon's group. 8:15, I pedaled east but stayed on the route, up Jones Road. Stopped, my bewildered mind could not grasp what could be the cause of the delay. I gave up and did my own thing, later finding out the group had made a decision to ride the route in the other direction.
After the OSU game, I put in a good wood splitting session. I enjoy that. I must have been getting tired because I did a funny thing. There is a colony of bees with a ground entrance close to where I was working but they did not bother me so I did not bother them. I accidently walked on the entrance and must have partially collapsed it because they formed a circle at the entrance, backsides out, working to repair. I had a heavy leather glove on and stuck my finger in the entrance. Not sure why I did that, just an impulse decision. Of course, once you have plugged the hole with your finger, it can't be left behind and bees who had been out and about began arriving back home. Why do bee stings itch after the pain goes away? Then Sunday, gawd, what an awful day and to combat he boredom, I ate, a lot but then Monday arrived....
....hooked up with the John Martin group ride out of Granville. Very low turnout of 14 so I thought maybe everyone was at Rick's group ride but no, there were fewer there. Must be family obligations that kept many off the bike today. The pace was moderate as we rode to Millersport and then headed east on 204. Traffic was very light even on this road. As we approached state route #13, I told Kim Sada I was going to drop out of the group to get in more miles once they turned left on Indian Hollow Road. She began laughing. She did not believe me! I stayed on 204 through Glenford and on to 668, turning left, then right on Snook to pick up Mt. Perry and head north. I finished with 79 miles and itched the bee stings throughout.
Here are a couple of options for Monday.
From Rick Miller:
start time 7:45AM (will not be waiting around for late people, so if you’re coming please be on time or be prepared to catch us on your own)
starting from my house
18735 Utica Rd
Utica, Oh 43080
And from John Martin, which was moved from Sunday to Monday:
READ THE RULES: http://www.velominati.com/the-rules/
ROUTE: Granville-Hebron-Thornville-Blue Jay-Newark-GranvilleDIRECTIONS/MAPS: http://ridewithgps.com/routes/5821426MILEAGE-TERRAIN-PACE: 64.6-HILLY (3038 FEET CLIMBING)-ALL PACES
DATE AND TIME: Sunday, August 31st, 8:00 AMMEETING/START POINT: River Road Coffee House Granville, OH http://goo.gl/maps/kQoapRAIN CANCELS? (Y/N): DEPENDS ON HOW HARD - ANY CANCELLATION NOTICE WILL BE ON FACEBOOK PAGE OF GRANVILLE GRUPETTO BY 7:00 AMADDITIONAL INFORMATION: email@example.com - 614-403-0567.
Are we not lucky? Not only does our ride leader create routes, park his large truck so as to provide a vast swath of shade, lay out tables for easy sign-up but he toils up until the ride start, performing various fixes to our bikes. My front skewer is squeaking but I did not want to add to Rick's burden and decided I'd try some WD-40 first.
Farmer Mike's new machine. Dura-Ace all the way, disc brakes and 28mm tires so he can use it on gravel roads too. Mike didn't just get a deal, he got a "Deal" deal but he is tightlipped about the specifics. The bike even has a built in light in the front stem. Very nice.
Dirty Dan. So many want to know how he got the nickname but I can not say in polite company. However, no one holds more Strava KOM titles than does Dan. An elite climber, why just on the bike path between Alexandria and Johnstown he holds 5 KOM titles and east of Alex, where the bike path risers get really challenging, too many to mention.
The sun seemed unusually intense this evening so everyone sought relief wherever they could find it. Jeremy in the white/green shirt and a police officer. I was told prior to Tuesday's ride he was in hot pursuit of a gang of bank robbers but checking his watch, noted he barely had enough time to make the ride and broke off the chase, allowing the miscreants to go free. That is dedication to the sport of cycling.
New guy on the left, Mark V and Dirty. Rick thanked me for filling in for him last week and I received a rousing cheer except from Mark, he booed me. Some talk prior to the ride about an intriguing bike ride in VA, called the Alpine Loop Gran Fondo. Here is the link for the event: http://alpineloopgranfondo.com/ Only 6+ hours away and may be an option for some of you looking to fill in the schedule. Like Philippe, who is always looking to explore, this would be a good option.
So, Rick called us out of the comfort of our shaded areas, only around 50 of us but there was a traffic jam around Gahanna that probably kept some away. I headed out with Hendra, Marty, Jon, Muscle Dude, Ron B, Benton, Nick, a late arriving Luke, Ken B, Jeff, Lori N, Brandon.....maybe 20 in all. We started as usual, out old 161, left on Mink and then a right on to a freshly chip-n-sealed Beaver. Someone kept the pace steady so we could stay in a narrow tire track all the way to a right on Burnside, eventually back to 161. Heading east again, as we approached the right on Wadkins, I being the crafty veteran possessing little endurance or strength, sped to the front while the leaders hit the turn and subsequent ramp. Well positioned for the surge, it never came so I drifted back to the pack and noted Benton was 5th in line. He had been 5th since the start and I wondered how one can go 12 miles and never leave the 5th spot while also never taking a pull. I have much to learn.
We ascended Watkins, crossing Morse and Weslyn Chruch and just as the group turned left on Hollow, that dang Marty began asking questions about the "Chicken Ranch" logo on my jersey, if it was for the Nevada brothel, how many times I had attended and generally distracting me from my focus. As has happened on past routes, here the group sprinted out of the turn and I lost Lori N's wheel, who I should never be behind in the first place, because she is too skinny for drafting. Marty of course swooped around me, paused briefly to see if I was going to jump on, which I did not, and motored away.
Thus I was gator bait again. Groan, our average was 22.1 at the time but no one else dropped because why would they and later I saw the group finished with a 22.5 avg so down quite a bit from what I would expect for that route. I pedaled on, entering Alexandria and soloing back with a 20.8 avg. Oh well, there is always next week but not too many next weeks.
At last, here is this evening's New Albany route. Great weather so come out and enjoy. All routes available here:
In case you have wondered if any progress has been made, no, the giant culvert that was torn loose under York Road is still out with hardly any evidence anything has been done other than a pile of dirt has been added. Above, John and Anthony Sada follow the only way around the obstacle. More to come on the Tuesday Cycling Club ride.
A very foggy start to our ride, Saturday morning, headed to Hargus Lake. Meantime, well north of us, many of the elite climbers were shoving off on "The Frank". From what I am able to gather, Marty finished first with a time of 6:18, followed by Luke Russell at 6:24. John Day came in at 7:19. Ours was a somewhat flatter route for the 11 of us who headed out in to the gathering gloom. So humid and thick was the fog, it was like riding in the rain.
Eventually though, the fog lifted, the hungry became hungrier and so upon reaching the market, we had to assist Mark C with managing his snacks out the door. Not shown but it was definitely there hidden from view was a large Hershey bar to go with the Mountain Dew, chips and Gatorade. As others walked to the lake for a look, Mark chomped and eventually, we were able to leave, along with Mark, slightly heavier than when he arrived.
It was curious that Dustin and Steve O were not at the Frank but we were glad they came with us. Dustin, shows off his bad haircut that had a severe slope from one side to the other, due no doubt to his habit of poor tipping and use of the $1.95 coupons at Great Clips. Below we take a last look at the lake before heading back. I bugged out to add a few miles and finished with 80 while the others finished with around 65. Got out Sunday for a ride with a couple of guys to add 35 to the weekend tally.
So anxious was "HFP Racing Man", to kick our ass that he arrived really early. Radar sure looked ominous but the green blobs dissipated as they approached or shifted south.
John Day signs in, smiling because after hearing he rode 400 miles last week, we urged him to become a productive member of society, become a volunteer, get a job, something to cut into that riding that carries him farther and farther from our level. Actually, John enters the workforce next week in the Columbus City School System. Janitor I heard...ok, John enters the teaching profession.
Really light turnout as a few people tour the parking lot, warming up. I talked to one A who said he wanted to save his strength for "The Frank". I had talked myself in to riding the Frank but then tonight someone told me after they rode it last year, they spent the next two days sitting in a chair, not having the energy to do anything. Benton told me about a ride Saturday that is just like Thursday's pace. So far I have the choice of a hot poker in the right eye or a sharp stick in the left one. Mark C has a ride out of his church on Coonpath Road for around 60 miles, still no notice about a Cycling Club route and then there is the COP Steve Barbour Memorial ride.
So small was the group that.....
.......I sent the A and B groups out together, about 19 of us while Steve H took out a C group soon after we departed. Among the A's there was Nick P, Shannon and a ringer (guy in back above). The pace was mellow except when Shannon took a pull then the peloton thinned, stretched but snapped back once Shannon slipped out of the front. We got on to Jug, took that all the way to Alexandria, arriving with an average of 24.2mph, exited on Raccoon V Road. The pace was moderate, I suppose because the Hardscrabble Road climb was on the horizon. Just before making the turn, Nick and Ringer sped by to take a position at the front.
I was in the back as we hit the ramp, hung on for a little while and popped, with Mick, Ron Budzig, Benton and a few others. Andrew C hung on a little longer but he too fell off with Paul, the guy in the yellow and black kit. Our group of about 6 clung together up the long incline, watching Shannon, Nick and Ringer pull away. Reaching Corner Road, Andrew took a couple of guys on the B route while Mick, Ron, Benton, Paul, Tri guy (maybe Jeremy is his name) and me headed toward Northridge and then onto the Stone Quarry rollers. Somewhere we lost Mick and I yelled to regroup but was ignored so I did what most do, forgot about those behind and raced after what was left. As we approached Granville, I pleaded with Ron that we forego the Dennison U hill and just go through the village, check out the pretty women, the grand buildings, see who was walking the streets and get back on the route as we exit the village. I think incredulous is the right word to describe the look on Ron's face. I was immediately ashamed for having suggested a softening of the route and so, we turned on to the campus. Meantime, Shannon's group had stayed straight on New Burg, rather than bearing left on to Burg as the route required, hitting the hills up to Thornwood and then down to the west of the village.
We exited Granville on Moots, took that in to Alexandria then out old 161. Ours was a good group, each sharing the workload evenly (use the broad interpretation of that word) although Ron had the misfortune of finding himself at the base of both the Moots climb and the climb out of the valley on 161. Too bad but someone had to do it and tonight he appeared to be the strongest among us. Reaching the rise at Kitzmiller, both Ron and I had a 21.9 avg so we hit it hard and reached the parking lot with exactly 22mph avg and 45 miles.
Nick, the Ringer and Shannon finished with a 22.8 avg and slightly less in distance. As Shannon left the parking lot, I yelled for him to come back next year, one time but he said he'd be back next week. Geesh, maybe it was the clouds but it is getting dark so much earlier then just a few weeks ago. Just signed up for a hike on October 11th called, "East Throat of Grand Canyon Ultra Day Hike." A 16 mile hike, using a raft to cross the Little Colorado River and then on to the confluence where the LCR meets the big kahuna, the Colorado River. That looks like fun.
This my friends, will all move through and yield a glorious late afternoon for a bike ride out of the usual place in New Albany, at 6:00pm. Perhaps you have heard that Rick Miller will not be there but fear not, someone eminently more qualified to be the leader of fit people, articulate in his speech, inspiring by his mere presence shall be there instead. The A, B & C routes can be found here and download your route or print your map because I'm pretty sure tonight's ride leader isn't going to print a bunch of maps in case my forecast is wrong and he is stuck with worthless maps: http://www.thecyclingclub.org/route-resources/c-o-p-thursday-night-cycling-club-ride/
Nearing the end of the event, Shannon Kurek is passed either by guy in green, old woman in blue/orange or both but Shannon did well, finishing.....
....3rd in the 45-49 age group (bettering last year's 5th place finish) and 50th overall in a field of over 2000. No surprise to those of us who ride with Shannon (briefly), he was 1st after the time trial portion and finished a mere 45 seconds behind the winner. Now the bad news. He'll be back out this Thursday to dish out punishment.
I rode from home to the start of the New Albany ride, about 16 miles and I arrived early. I leaned my bike against a shaded spot, took a seat on a nice bench and waited. Soon, Farmer Mike arrived and was none too pleased that I had apparently taken his spot. Since possession is 9/10 of the law and being a fan of squatter's rights, I stayed where I was. More to come, later.
John Sada's rear derailleur broke from the frame during transit from CA and so after filing a claim, he is getting a new R5 frame as a replacement.
Tym Tyler rode from his house, south of Granville, waiting for the ride start with Doug M, Jeff and Jay P. Kind of humid but radar indicated we would be clear for the duration of the ride.
Jeremy, in red, a Newark police officer and a good guy to have on the ride for a lot of reasons.
Our C/D group returned after last week's absence so not all of them have given up after Pelotonia. With a few on the other row of cars I think there were 8 in that group, 24 in ours counting the usual suspects who join in soon after we depart.
Craig Rice rolled in, Gus & Poeggy, Crazy George, Benton, Rick and others so we.....
.....rolled out toward the open roads east of New Albany. Uneventful ride and once we reached Alexandria, I rode home, cooked a steak, read the WSJ (well, not all of it, no one can read all of it) had a glass of wine (honest just 2), slapped at mosquitoes on the back porch, watched the squirrels play and looked at all the feakin ash trees yet to be cut down.
Bike-Ohio is putting on "The Frank" a 100 mile route with over 11,000' of climbing. Slightly hillier than multiple loops around Buckeye Lake, this however is for everyone, who enjoys this sort of thing. To register or find out more, click here: https://bike-ohio.wildapricot.org/event-811622
SuperDave on the right? I saw him riding on old 161 a few weeks ago but not on an organized ride for a couple of years. Style Queen on the left, Dennis C, has ridden a couple of Westerville Wednesday rides and mostly on a tandem with his girlfriend. Both of these guys were very regular riders of most of the Tuesday and Thursday COP rides.
Craig Butler aka Da Boss? A super endurance athlete who now concentrates on trail running. Each spring he teases me with something about coming back to cycling but yet to materialize.
Donna Bush? Better known as Sarge for her authoritarian rule of the parking lot as a ride leader. She still rides while following NASCR.
Kenda Dave? Actually, he still comes out once in a great while and rode Pelotonia.
Claude? Probably school is preventing him from attending any rides. Famous for having a crushed banana in back jersey pocket during most rides.
Margarita Rick? I hear he still rides with his new wife.
Recumbent Dude? Moved to San Fran where he is probably miserable as after all, there is no group like our group.
Jeremy? Gave up cycling and I think has started his own business.
Kevin H, aka Pepe LaPew? Still rides but one of those guys who won't allow themselves to come out and be humiliated by falling behind Flyin Tuna so he rides alone when not traveling to exotic places like Iowa City.
Donn, aka Tall Dude? I think family obligations have kept him off the bike.
Ryan Roe? Actually, that's not Ryan but he bears an uncanny resemblance to many Civil War veterans having a long beard. Ryan just bought a new house and family obligations is keeping him busy.
Denver Dan? I hear he has been at a couple of rides this year. Above, he won a prize for finishing in the middle of the pack at the Granville Climbing Challenge.
Logan Leland, aka Young Phenom? School keeps him very busy.
Ty Jordan, the biggest, fastest human on a bike. Have not heard anything about him in quite awhile but believe he still lives in Canal Winchester. You know what? Without exception each of the above were a lot of fun to have in the group, just good people and we wish they would start riding with us again. There are others who have drifted away but I could not find images or just missed putting them in here such as Jamie Roberts, Billy Campbell, etc...
The Man, the Myth, the Mapmaker, Dave Miller, aka Silent Dave, showing off a thing of beauty, his latest creation, a map for his Hillacious Hills ride. Easy to read, cue sheet on the back, too many bits of information to list here, it is a document that rivals the Federalist Papers. Good turnout of around 45 for clearly what is not for everyone, a heck of a hilly ride.
A sparkling, clear, sunny morning for a bike ride with unusually low humidity and start temp of 49 degrees. Some of central Ohio's elite climbers showed up lead by Dustin Reed (Old Chubbs), Steve Oxley, John Day, Scott Young and then some of the boys up north (the Yankees) rolled in led by Marty, Tym Tyler, Pete C and Cornell.
Silent Dave gave the usual cautionary statements about not doing stupid stuff and then called out those who intended to ride the full century and off went the majority. I had things to do so I had to opt for a shorter option and watched....
.....as first the century and then everyone else rolled out. I bunched in with Mark C, Flyin Tuna, Mitch O, Mark V, the Kendas, Jeff S and a couple of others. Mark C led a splinter group of weaklings who wanted no part of the Hillacious route and instead, broke off at mile 3 for the flat lands of the southwest...sissies! The few, the brave, the elite kept going but now I found myself with only the Kendas and we rolled in to Lancaster where I saw something you don't see every day. A man and woman were, I thought, walking a dog but as we drew closer, it was a raccoon walking up behind the two. The woman began screaming at first, then shrieking while doing a little dance. We kept going, hitting that evil little climb on Stump Hollow before stopping at the bottom of the hill. We decided to do more than our planned 60 miles and headed south to Sugar Grove and after a too long stop there, headed up Savage and eventually pulled back in to Lancaster.
Along the way, Kenda Janet had a cable issue that limited her to a two speed bike and so they headed toward a flatter return via Pleasantville Road. Meantime, as we were stopped, Marty, Pete C, Tym, Cornell Scott Young and Dustin rode by. All the others had dropped off their hard charging pace and later I saw Marty had set a number of new KOM times along the route. As I arrived in Canal Winchester I was, yet again, overtaken by the lead group but now they were down to Marty, Pete, Tym, Cornell and Scott, finishing the 99 miles in a total time of 5:43, ride time of 5:15.
Until it was not, it was a very light turnout. So desperate was I for images I took one of a guy pumping his tire. Actually, it's Jeff S, former ride leader and sporting a new jersey from his recent vaca out west.
Hendra is also back from a vaca out west, slotting in with the A group as usual. Doesn't need to spend time in the minors (B group) on a rehabilitation assignment. Nope, off the bike for a couple of weeks and right back in to the starting line-up.
This was a curious moment. Marty rode up carrying a small bag, something about some swag from the gran fondo in which they each (Luke, Marty & Lori) had participated in CO. Nosy as always, I demanded that we all be allowed to see. Luke glanced inside the bag, gave a wry smile and put the bag away. Hmmmmmm........
And then, they arrived in waves and the parking lot grew more crowded and by the time Rick Miller made his brief announcements, there were 70 of us, including.....
......Kristie who also just came back from vaca out west. She was part of a group that followed the Tour of Utah. On the final day of the Tour, Saturday, Kristie's group had a 4 hour head start on the pro peloton, riding the race route and were caught on the final ascent. Later, she saw Cadel Evans pulled over by the police as he was riding in and out of traffic to escape the scene. Probably he was not charged.
More people approach for the pre-ride comments. Having ridden yesterday to Utica to fetch my new wheels, and ridden earlier today, I hung back with a very large B group. Rick sent the B's out in two groups, 14 in the first, 18 in the second (Rick was never very good at math). It was an uneventful ride other than new guy "Steve" made an almost fatal mistake, riding left of a double yellow line just before a rise in the pavement. At that moment, a pick-up came over the crest and only by swerving partially off the road did the driver avoid impact. Steve is fortunate to be alive and that is no exaggeration. I got the impression he has had limited group riding experience and hope someone knows him and can let him know some of the basics, which I observed while riding around him: 1. Don't go left of center, especially not when you can not see oncoming traffic. 2. Point out potholes and road debris for the benefit of those behind you. 3. When the wind is coming out of the northwest, don't ride in the freakin gutter. 4. Quit looking back so often because your bike swerves in the direction your head is turning. 5. Learn how to exit the front of the group after taking a pull and then don't ride left of center at about the same pace as the group, slow down and drop back quickly. There, that's about it.
I left the group at Concord Road to ride back to Granville, finishing with 54 miles. The front of the A group was coming the opposite direction and still quite a few cyclists holding in, probably about 12. They finished with a 24.2 avg which is very good, considering the strong winds out of the NW.
A little late but here it is, the New Albany route for this evening with links to all the routes found here::http://www.thecyclingclub.org/route-resources/c-o-p-thursday-night-cycling-club-ride/
This Saturday is the infamous Hellacious Hills ride, beginning at 8:00am from Cyclist Connection. Check out these routes and note too, the finest map you shall ever see will be given at the start, free with marked roads too....WOW, Silent Dave, the ride leader is someone special.
Lastly, approaching rapidly is Bike-Ohio's "The Frank" on Aug. 23rd. The Frank - Aug. 23, Malabar Farm State Park, Bellville Oh
This ride is all about climbing. The 100 mile route has 10,600 feet of climbing. The 74 mile route has over 8,400. This ride does not have the biggest or steepest hills in Ohio but the hills are relentless. Not only is it the hardest fully supported one day tour in Ohio, it will be the hardest paved road century ride in Ohio you have ever done.https://bike-ohio.wildapricot.org/ironsaddle/
Pelotonia has come and gone and with it, only one cyclist showed up for the C/D group. Probably the rain moving in from the west had something to do with it or maybe not, we'll find out next week. Meantime, Benton arrived (left), Tym Tyler, Farmer Mike, Jeremy......
.....Meredith, rather displeased that no other women showed up, Ron B, Jon Morgan, Crazy George and others. And then there was me, with bike but drove all the way to New Albany without noticing my shoes, helmet and stuff was not with me. I had borrowed a truck and trailer to haul a couple of "Chokecherry" trees from a local garden center to my front yard and had....well, it's a long story but anyway the cycling stuff was in the garage rather than with me.
The group, about 21, departed and shortly thereafter, Marty came cruising through and no doubt would catch the group. Hmmmm, another missed ride. They are starting to add up.
As much as I wanted to do the COP Logan ride, I had done basically the same route a few weeks ago with a group and that long drive, 2 hours total so instead I hooked up with the Cooks, Farmer Mike, Jay P and Norm, a visitor from Charleston, WV for a ride out of New Albany. We reached Granville at mile 30 and there I was ready for a break so bugged out of the group. The Pelotonia cyclists were coming through Granville and saw the cheerleaders greeting the arrivals accompanied by the clang of a church bell. Pretty cool scene and during the day I saw John Day, the Rossis, Jon Morgan, Ron Budzig and Rich Lewis. I finished with 71 miles and planned to ride Sunday out of Granville but summer burnout has set in as usual so cut down another ash tree instead.
Garth Prosser came in 80th at the Leadville 100 mountain bike race. Probably he is disappointed in that result because I think he previously has finished top 25. Meantime, just a few miles away, Marty, Luke Russell and Lori Nedescu participated in the Gran Fondo Italia Aspen-Snowmass. Confusion regarding a neutral start kept Marty and Luke from being part of a 10 man break, most of whom stayed away as the twosome chased for 90 miles, eventually finishing 6th and 7th with times of 4:39 and 4:40. Lori finished a very respectable 5:35 which included a number of QOM titles along the way. All are back in Ohio and probably be at the Thursday New Albany ride.
While attending a post Pelotonia party on Saturday evening, I ran into cyclists familiar with the breakup of Team Roll. From what I understand, the team was first put together with the intent that members would be ambassadors of the sport while promoting cycling. In theory a good idea but in practice, the group became a clique (what I heard not necessarily what I think). Probably just as, if not more so, damaging to the longevity of the team, was few of the team members were riding bikes purchased from Roll shops. Perhaps the first bike was a Giant or Felt (I believe are Roll's primary bike brands) but follow-up bike purchases were of other brands not supplied by the shops. Anyway, now there are several cyclists wandering the central Ohio bike scene perhaps looking for a new team or to become free agents in perpetuity, like me. We, the members of the non aligned league of cyclists welcome you.