Sunday Oct 12,2008
In attendance
Jae Brainard
Theresa Smit
Kevin Smit
Heather Pinney
Ralph Pinney
Steve Cope – fully loaded down on his touring bike.
The group elected to ride together with the “Roses” leading everyone on their favorite flat, low traffic, smooth roads ride into the RTP area.
Theresa set the pace early and was riding as if on a mission. She did not ever look back to see who she had dropped early in the ride.
Those dropped included Steve Cope, Kevin Smit, and the Pinney’s. Jae Brainard on the other hand was right there with Theresa pushing her to drive on even harder.
Kevin and Steve worked to ride together along with the Pinney’s who had ridden with the group only once before. The Pinney’s learned of the rides through Coach Dotson who does Spinning classes with the Pinney’s.
The group rode without forming any draft line even with the stiff head winds encountered that day.
The route is an out an back that covers 32 miles. It is a great ride for the off season to keep everyone on their bike. There is also one section of road that would be a great place for anyone wanting to do a time trial.
As the group headed back Kevin and Steve were discussing the following interesting facts.
Steve Cope with his new Steal frame touring bike and fully loaded panniers actually weighs the same as Kevin Smit and his lightweight Carbon Fiber bike.
This fact was then used to compare and contrast Steve’s performance on his bike to Kevin’s. Kevin was able to accelerate much faster, climb quicker, and sustain higher end speeds longer and faster.
Hmmmm.
Steve came to the realization that Kevin is actually a much stronger biker than he is. Kevin went on to remind Steve that not only is Kevin a much stronger biker (when comparing the effects of equal weight to ability) Kevin is also older. As a person ages their target heart rates naturally drop. This suggests that Steve Cope is able to push his circulatory system such that he can demand and expect to get greater blood flow to his muscles due to a higher heart rate. Kevin on the other hand has to accomplish the same task at a lower heart rate. This suggests that Kevin is able to do the same work with less blood flow to the vital organs.
Steve now has the realization that Kevin is truly a BIKEING GOG and should receive all the respect of any major deity.
You do not need to bow before him just heap much praise his way.
The riders all rode to the finish together having covered the 32 miles at a pace of 13.6 mph.
Steve Cope had to rest and refuel before he could return to the bike and finish his day’s mission. He had ridden to the start and was looking to add an additional 40 miles to the days ride which would provide a total of 80 miles for the day. He had accomplished that same objective the day before. This magic distance is to be repeated day after day for 5 weeks as he makes the ride from San Diego to Florida starting in late November.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
End of September rides
Saturday Sept 27, 2008
Those in attendance for the “Roses”
Theresa Smit
Tracy Clanton
Dani Devinney
Sheila Augustine
Those representing the “Thorns”
Nate Poerschke (Nicole’s puppy dog)
Nicole Lewis
Morgan Brooks
Tim – Devinney (fast Tim – The Love Train)
Doug Augustine
Jeff Roussel riding his new ALL STEEL is REAL bike.
Rich Hunt Rode to the start and circled nervously until the pack was headed out
Ron Clanton
Kevin Smit
Deborah Hollis (ridden with the group at least once before about 6 weeks ago) She also did the MS150 ride and did the Century minus 10 miles due to a crash on the ride. Glad she is OK and ready to ride again. (and she rode HARD on this day’s ride).
The group assembled slowly as the young Triassholettes each struggled to get ready after a tough night of College partying.
Poor Morgan did not even smile as she groped her way through the steps involved in getting herself and her bike ready for the days ride.
Nate stood around and watched Nicole scamper around in total excitement for the ride.
The adults (long out of College) all looked at each other and without saying a word each conveying their solid understanding of what it was like when they were in College, and what a Friday night might have been like, or better yet what the morning after a Friday night might have felt like.
The adults, “all wise”, to the effects of partying hard before an early morning event had no words of wisdom for the youngsters. That wisdom only comes thru the experiences one survives.
The pack was off headed towards the Preston Woods neighborhood. Immediately the pace was pressed into speeds of 17 – 19 mph with Rich, Jeff, Fast Tim, Debra, and Ron all pushing the Triassholetes to respond. Kevin was dropped before leaving the parking lot. The Roses were forming in a tight social group with no intention of blasting into the streets.
Kevin was only able to catch the “Thorns” when the pack circled at the early intersections looking for his commands of “Right Turn”, or “Left Turn”. Kevin was planning to have the group travel one of the early season ride routes in reverse order. This would present the group with rolling hills during the first half of the ride, and would cover about 40 miles total.
The “Thorns” regrouped as they crossed Davis drive and headed into the round-about. From that point on the group would splinter for short sections (usually on the hills), but be together during the flat sections with speeds hitting upwards of 29 miles per hour during Herculean pulls by those in the front of the draft line.
The first and fastest of these Pulls came early in the ride as the group swung right onto Rogers Road. The momentum grew exponentially with Ron taking first Pull position. Ron established an increased momentum with Jeff slipstreaming past him to take to Pull, to then have Fast Tim slide into the Pull Position. This Leap Frog Style of Drafting continued with the same players each Leaping to the front only to then have another leap past them. The Pack was able to close the gap each time one of the three in front would swing out to jump into the lead. Normally a well organized draft line has the lead rider swing out and slowly drift back past each rider to take the trailing spot. This would allow everyone to maintain his or her proximity to the wheel in front without having to traverse a gap generated by the person in front surging to pass the lead biker.
The Leap Frog Style of draft line was this groups attempt to act like “Steve Cope”. Those feeling the urge to attack would do so long enough to jump into the lead only to have the next “Steve Cope” wanabe do the same to them.
As the group continued to ride this pattern of “Cope Attackers” spread to each member in the group. Deborah was quick to join the fray and attacked on almost every hill. Rich matched Deb’s attacks to leap frog her and then be leaped back by her. Jeff and Ron continued their quest for the lead position on all the long flat sections with Fast Tim always there to be the spoiler and take it away to only have it taken back.
Nate DOMINATED the PULL position on the full run down Martha Chapel from Horton Pond to the gas station at Lystra. Nate pulled the group along in such a demanding way that no one challenged him until the last few yards when Kevin and Fast Tim slid past to be the first ones into the parking lot of the gas station.
Up until this point Morgan rode in stealth mode. She carefully positioned herself in the middle of the pack . She spoke no words. Her chain was well lubricated and did not make any clatter or chatter signaling her position. Kevin on several occasions would lose track of Morgan only to be jolted by her as she slid past on his right to maintain her place in the pack.
Nicole rarely was less than 3rd or 4th in the draft line riding effortlessly and with a huge smile. She smiles so big that at the end of the ride she has to brush her teeth to remove all the bugs that had accumulated during the ride much like those on a grill of an 18 wheeler.
At the corner of Martha Chapel and 751 Rich left the group to add some miles and speed to his work out. He was still very jittery and needed to ride long and ride hard, and with out Cope on the ride to challenge him he needed more than the group could provide on this day’s ride.
Nicole and Morgan made their play for victory as the pack was headed towards home. It was on Luter Shop near White Oak Church Road that Nicole followed by Morgan made their jump. Their technique followed the Morgan School of Stealth riding. It started by Nicole asking if the route would take the pack to the rollercoaster hills of Cary Glen (Nicole’s Coaster Ride). When informed that the route would take everyone there she and Morgan made their move. They slowly moved to the front. The pack all expected them to drift back shortly. Then the two stealth riders pulled away enough to form a gap but not to announce an attack. The pack now assumed that the two were just not paying attention to the pace and where the pack was in relation to the finish. Then the two jumped hard on the pedals to generate a considerable gap. The pack now figured that two were trying to get to “Nicole’s Coasters” first. ‘Nicole’s Coasters” were still a couple of miles down the road so the pack assumed the two riders jumped way too early and would be swallowed up as they slowed prior to the destination. Then as if someone let air out of the two riders tires they slowed and rejoined the pack.
“County line, County Line didn’t you see the sprint for the County Line, Where were you guys” Nicole asked as she took full credit for the sprint to the County Line.
“Oh we just thought you jumped too early for the Roller Coasters” ‘ “The only one that attacks to a County Line is Steve Cope” was Kevin’s reply.
So there was another example of each rider in the group trying their best COPE imitation even the “County Line Cope” was being imitated on the days ride.
The pack all entered and exited the rolling hills of Cary Glen together. The group continued to work together towards the final run past Green Hope High School. It was on that section of road that the “Thorns” ran into the “Roses”. The “Roses” had taken a route that traveled many of the roads of RTP. The route is relatively flat and has virtually no cars on a weekend. A route the “Thorns” need to consider adding to their route inventory.
The “Thorns” finished the ride heading back into Cary through Preston Woods and the last long climb up Crabtree Parkway to Cary parkway and down the hill to Brugers.
The “Thorns” rode 40 miles at an average speed of 17.8 mph.
Sunday Sept 28th.
No write up.
Kevin and Theresa were “No Shows” Hummmmm.
Well it was nothing your imagination could consider.
When you get thier age all that is left is to sleep in once and a while.
End of Story.
Damn it.
Wish there was more to report.
Didn't even sleep that well.
Should have gone for a bike ride.
Those in attendance for the “Roses”
Theresa Smit
Tracy Clanton
Dani Devinney
Sheila Augustine
Those representing the “Thorns”
Nate Poerschke (Nicole’s puppy dog)
Nicole Lewis
Morgan Brooks
Tim – Devinney (fast Tim – The Love Train)
Doug Augustine
Jeff Roussel riding his new ALL STEEL is REAL bike.
Rich Hunt Rode to the start and circled nervously until the pack was headed out
Ron Clanton
Kevin Smit
Deborah Hollis (ridden with the group at least once before about 6 weeks ago) She also did the MS150 ride and did the Century minus 10 miles due to a crash on the ride. Glad she is OK and ready to ride again. (and she rode HARD on this day’s ride).
The group assembled slowly as the young Triassholettes each struggled to get ready after a tough night of College partying.
Poor Morgan did not even smile as she groped her way through the steps involved in getting herself and her bike ready for the days ride.
Nate stood around and watched Nicole scamper around in total excitement for the ride.
The adults (long out of College) all looked at each other and without saying a word each conveying their solid understanding of what it was like when they were in College, and what a Friday night might have been like, or better yet what the morning after a Friday night might have felt like.
The adults, “all wise”, to the effects of partying hard before an early morning event had no words of wisdom for the youngsters. That wisdom only comes thru the experiences one survives.
The pack was off headed towards the Preston Woods neighborhood. Immediately the pace was pressed into speeds of 17 – 19 mph with Rich, Jeff, Fast Tim, Debra, and Ron all pushing the Triassholetes to respond. Kevin was dropped before leaving the parking lot. The Roses were forming in a tight social group with no intention of blasting into the streets.
Kevin was only able to catch the “Thorns” when the pack circled at the early intersections looking for his commands of “Right Turn”, or “Left Turn”. Kevin was planning to have the group travel one of the early season ride routes in reverse order. This would present the group with rolling hills during the first half of the ride, and would cover about 40 miles total.
The “Thorns” regrouped as they crossed Davis drive and headed into the round-about. From that point on the group would splinter for short sections (usually on the hills), but be together during the flat sections with speeds hitting upwards of 29 miles per hour during Herculean pulls by those in the front of the draft line.
The first and fastest of these Pulls came early in the ride as the group swung right onto Rogers Road. The momentum grew exponentially with Ron taking first Pull position. Ron established an increased momentum with Jeff slipstreaming past him to take to Pull, to then have Fast Tim slide into the Pull Position. This Leap Frog Style of Drafting continued with the same players each Leaping to the front only to then have another leap past them. The Pack was able to close the gap each time one of the three in front would swing out to jump into the lead. Normally a well organized draft line has the lead rider swing out and slowly drift back past each rider to take the trailing spot. This would allow everyone to maintain his or her proximity to the wheel in front without having to traverse a gap generated by the person in front surging to pass the lead biker.
The Leap Frog Style of draft line was this groups attempt to act like “Steve Cope”. Those feeling the urge to attack would do so long enough to jump into the lead only to have the next “Steve Cope” wanabe do the same to them.
As the group continued to ride this pattern of “Cope Attackers” spread to each member in the group. Deborah was quick to join the fray and attacked on almost every hill. Rich matched Deb’s attacks to leap frog her and then be leaped back by her. Jeff and Ron continued their quest for the lead position on all the long flat sections with Fast Tim always there to be the spoiler and take it away to only have it taken back.
Nate DOMINATED the PULL position on the full run down Martha Chapel from Horton Pond to the gas station at Lystra. Nate pulled the group along in such a demanding way that no one challenged him until the last few yards when Kevin and Fast Tim slid past to be the first ones into the parking lot of the gas station.
Up until this point Morgan rode in stealth mode. She carefully positioned herself in the middle of the pack . She spoke no words. Her chain was well lubricated and did not make any clatter or chatter signaling her position. Kevin on several occasions would lose track of Morgan only to be jolted by her as she slid past on his right to maintain her place in the pack.
Nicole rarely was less than 3rd or 4th in the draft line riding effortlessly and with a huge smile. She smiles so big that at the end of the ride she has to brush her teeth to remove all the bugs that had accumulated during the ride much like those on a grill of an 18 wheeler.
At the corner of Martha Chapel and 751 Rich left the group to add some miles and speed to his work out. He was still very jittery and needed to ride long and ride hard, and with out Cope on the ride to challenge him he needed more than the group could provide on this day’s ride.
Nicole and Morgan made their play for victory as the pack was headed towards home. It was on Luter Shop near White Oak Church Road that Nicole followed by Morgan made their jump. Their technique followed the Morgan School of Stealth riding. It started by Nicole asking if the route would take the pack to the rollercoaster hills of Cary Glen (Nicole’s Coaster Ride). When informed that the route would take everyone there she and Morgan made their move. They slowly moved to the front. The pack all expected them to drift back shortly. Then the two stealth riders pulled away enough to form a gap but not to announce an attack. The pack now assumed that the two were just not paying attention to the pace and where the pack was in relation to the finish. Then the two jumped hard on the pedals to generate a considerable gap. The pack now figured that two were trying to get to “Nicole’s Coasters” first. ‘Nicole’s Coasters” were still a couple of miles down the road so the pack assumed the two riders jumped way too early and would be swallowed up as they slowed prior to the destination. Then as if someone let air out of the two riders tires they slowed and rejoined the pack.
“County line, County Line didn’t you see the sprint for the County Line, Where were you guys” Nicole asked as she took full credit for the sprint to the County Line.
“Oh we just thought you jumped too early for the Roller Coasters” ‘ “The only one that attacks to a County Line is Steve Cope” was Kevin’s reply.
So there was another example of each rider in the group trying their best COPE imitation even the “County Line Cope” was being imitated on the days ride.
The pack all entered and exited the rolling hills of Cary Glen together. The group continued to work together towards the final run past Green Hope High School. It was on that section of road that the “Thorns” ran into the “Roses”. The “Roses” had taken a route that traveled many of the roads of RTP. The route is relatively flat and has virtually no cars on a weekend. A route the “Thorns” need to consider adding to their route inventory.
The “Thorns” finished the ride heading back into Cary through Preston Woods and the last long climb up Crabtree Parkway to Cary parkway and down the hill to Brugers.
The “Thorns” rode 40 miles at an average speed of 17.8 mph.
Sunday Sept 28th.
No write up.
Kevin and Theresa were “No Shows” Hummmmm.
Well it was nothing your imagination could consider.
When you get thier age all that is left is to sleep in once and a while.
End of Story.
Damn it.
Wish there was more to report.
Didn't even sleep that well.
Should have gone for a bike ride.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Coaches Crowd Crushes the Other Riders.
Sunday Sept 7th 2008
In attendance for the “Roses”
Jae Brainard
Sheila Augustine
Theresa Smit
In attendance for the “Thorns”
David Bridenbaugh – Mr. Bridenbauh
Tim Devinney – “Fast Tim”, “The Love Train”
Stephen Marks
Steve Sparano – “Sporadic Steve”
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
Coach Dotson – “Asshole Coach” for suggesting Lystra hill climb on every ride.
And Coach’s 3 Triassholete friends. All very Powerful riders.
The ride start was slightly delayed when Jae discovered she had a flat rear tire. Kevin helped her change out the tube. In an effort to reinsert the rear tire into the frame they were unsuccessful in realigning the center pull breaks on the bike. After several attempts to adjust the breaks Jae instructed Kevin and the “Thorns” to go on with out her.
The “Thorns” left the parking lot and headed towards the friendly roads of Preston Woods. The pace was already 3 to 4 miles an hour faster than normal with the pack zooming through the neighbor hood at speeds reaching 19 mph. This was no warm-up. Kevin was already in trouble before the third mile. The band of Triassholettes were setting the pace very early with Coach, Fast Tim, Stephan, and Mr. Bridenbaugh eagerly participating. Kevin was leading the route from the rear as usual and was able to shout the next maneuver to execute for the circling cyclists at each intersection as he would finally close to within several hundred yards of them.
Kevin had crafted a route that provided three options for distance. The first 30 miles allowed all to ride the same roads with the first decision point resulting in choice of distance and route being made at that point in the ride. The 30 mile point also provided a place to re-hydrate, refuel, and bio-break if needed.
Within the first seven miles of the ride the group had splintered at least 4 times. The street Lights that lined the main street in Apex provided the catalyst to keep the pack together for the longest period of the ride. This also set up for a fast pace line once the group was launched out of Apex and onto Tingen Road. The two Triassholes women set a blistering pace for the draft line. At one point Kevin was able to take his eyes off the rear wheel of the rider ahead of him to notice his speedometer reading 33 mph. At that same moment he caught a glimpse of “Sporadic Steve” pushing past the group to take a turn at the pull position. His pull did not last long. At the first sign of the pace slowing the two Triassholetes darted around him and reestablished themselves as the pack leaders.
Tingen’s fast smooth flat service changed into rolling hills at the same point that it changed its name to Woods Creek. The hills on this section of road had riders alternating their position in the pack as some traveled much faster downhill due to mass and gravity than others, only to lose it all on the up hills due to mass and gravity, and strength, and conditioning. With each hill the distance gap generated by the difference in mass and conditioning of the riders increased exponentially.
The group assembled again at the turn onto Friendship with the pace and pack well under control.
This remained through the turns and hills of New Hill Olive Chapel and Sharon Harris to Old US 1.
Once on Old US 1 the Group Splintered again with Coach, Fast Tim, Mr Bridenbaug, and the Triassholettes all attacking at speeds exceeding 25 mph. This left Kevin and “Sporadic Steve” working together to make it as best they could down old US1 and the full length of Beaver Creek to the rest stop at Beaver Creek and Highway 64.
Once all were assembled at the rest stop Kevin recommended 3 alternative finishes for the day’s ride. Those needing to get back due to other commitments included “Fast Tim”, and Mr. Bridenbaugh. The route they elected to follow would require them to ride an additional 15 miles traveling on Holland Chapel, Luther Shop, Cary Glenn, and on in to the finish on Carpenter Fire Station, and past Green Hope to High House. Everyone waved goodbye to the two riders as they worked to get back in time for their other commitments.
The others elected to travel down Highway 64 to Big Woods and the rolling hills that challenge the riders. The idea would then be to determine from there whether to go for more miles before heading to the finish or to head back down Farrington to Holland Chapel and then follow the route taken by “Fast Tim” and Mr. Bridenbaugh.
Kevin told Coach to lead his group on and to not look back or wait on Kevin. Kevin was already feeling the early stages of a BONK. “Sporadic Steve” said he would hang back and baby sit the “GOG”.
Coach and his team including Stephan wasted no time climbing onto their bikes and blasting down Highway 64. “Sporadic Steve” bought Kevin a large bottle of cold water to consume and to top off water bottles.
Once rested Kevin and his care taker slid onto their bikes and rolled onto Highway 64 headed towards Big Woods.
Kevin led the two stragglers all the way to Big Woods where “Sporadic Steve” took the reins and pulled Kevin up and over each of Big Woods hills.
Once at the next rest stop on Lystra and Farrington Kevin rested in the shade. He laid on the pavement and used one of the cement curbs as a pillow. He was in Full BONK mode with close to 20 miles yet to go.
Once rested Kevin began to slowly prepare for the “Death March” the laid ahead. His Baby Sitter was still willing to keep a close eye on him.
Kevin led the pace at 18 mph down Farrington and up “Kevin’s Crawl” to the turn onto Holland Chapel.
Once on Holland Chapel “Sporadic Steve” again took the reins and led the rest of the route all the way to the finish. There were periods during the last 15 miles when Kevin was unable to sustain 10 mph on the simplest of inclines. On several occasions Kevin would sit up in the seat with his hands off the handlebars to try and stretch his back only to get very dizzy forcing him to fall back to the drops of the handle bars.
Coach was still waiting at the finish to make sure Kevin did not die or need vehicular rescue. The rest of his pack had already gone home, showered, and returned for bagels. They had completed 58 miles at an average speed over 20 mph.
Kevin and his baby Sitter “Sporadic Steve” completed the same 58 miles at an average just under 17 mph.
In attendance for the “Roses”
Jae Brainard
Sheila Augustine
Theresa Smit
In attendance for the “Thorns”
David Bridenbaugh – Mr. Bridenbauh
Tim Devinney – “Fast Tim”, “The Love Train”
Stephen Marks
Steve Sparano – “Sporadic Steve”
Kevin Smit – “GOG”
Coach Dotson – “Asshole Coach” for suggesting Lystra hill climb on every ride.
And Coach’s 3 Triassholete friends. All very Powerful riders.
The ride start was slightly delayed when Jae discovered she had a flat rear tire. Kevin helped her change out the tube. In an effort to reinsert the rear tire into the frame they were unsuccessful in realigning the center pull breaks on the bike. After several attempts to adjust the breaks Jae instructed Kevin and the “Thorns” to go on with out her.
The “Thorns” left the parking lot and headed towards the friendly roads of Preston Woods. The pace was already 3 to 4 miles an hour faster than normal with the pack zooming through the neighbor hood at speeds reaching 19 mph. This was no warm-up. Kevin was already in trouble before the third mile. The band of Triassholettes were setting the pace very early with Coach, Fast Tim, Stephan, and Mr. Bridenbaugh eagerly participating. Kevin was leading the route from the rear as usual and was able to shout the next maneuver to execute for the circling cyclists at each intersection as he would finally close to within several hundred yards of them.
Kevin had crafted a route that provided three options for distance. The first 30 miles allowed all to ride the same roads with the first decision point resulting in choice of distance and route being made at that point in the ride. The 30 mile point also provided a place to re-hydrate, refuel, and bio-break if needed.
Within the first seven miles of the ride the group had splintered at least 4 times. The street Lights that lined the main street in Apex provided the catalyst to keep the pack together for the longest period of the ride. This also set up for a fast pace line once the group was launched out of Apex and onto Tingen Road. The two Triassholes women set a blistering pace for the draft line. At one point Kevin was able to take his eyes off the rear wheel of the rider ahead of him to notice his speedometer reading 33 mph. At that same moment he caught a glimpse of “Sporadic Steve” pushing past the group to take a turn at the pull position. His pull did not last long. At the first sign of the pace slowing the two Triassholetes darted around him and reestablished themselves as the pack leaders.
Tingen’s fast smooth flat service changed into rolling hills at the same point that it changed its name to Woods Creek. The hills on this section of road had riders alternating their position in the pack as some traveled much faster downhill due to mass and gravity than others, only to lose it all on the up hills due to mass and gravity, and strength, and conditioning. With each hill the distance gap generated by the difference in mass and conditioning of the riders increased exponentially.
The group assembled again at the turn onto Friendship with the pace and pack well under control.
This remained through the turns and hills of New Hill Olive Chapel and Sharon Harris to Old US 1.
Once on Old US 1 the Group Splintered again with Coach, Fast Tim, Mr Bridenbaug, and the Triassholettes all attacking at speeds exceeding 25 mph. This left Kevin and “Sporadic Steve” working together to make it as best they could down old US1 and the full length of Beaver Creek to the rest stop at Beaver Creek and Highway 64.
Once all were assembled at the rest stop Kevin recommended 3 alternative finishes for the day’s ride. Those needing to get back due to other commitments included “Fast Tim”, and Mr. Bridenbaugh. The route they elected to follow would require them to ride an additional 15 miles traveling on Holland Chapel, Luther Shop, Cary Glenn, and on in to the finish on Carpenter Fire Station, and past Green Hope to High House. Everyone waved goodbye to the two riders as they worked to get back in time for their other commitments.
The others elected to travel down Highway 64 to Big Woods and the rolling hills that challenge the riders. The idea would then be to determine from there whether to go for more miles before heading to the finish or to head back down Farrington to Holland Chapel and then follow the route taken by “Fast Tim” and Mr. Bridenbaugh.
Kevin told Coach to lead his group on and to not look back or wait on Kevin. Kevin was already feeling the early stages of a BONK. “Sporadic Steve” said he would hang back and baby sit the “GOG”.
Coach and his team including Stephan wasted no time climbing onto their bikes and blasting down Highway 64. “Sporadic Steve” bought Kevin a large bottle of cold water to consume and to top off water bottles.
Once rested Kevin and his care taker slid onto their bikes and rolled onto Highway 64 headed towards Big Woods.
Kevin led the two stragglers all the way to Big Woods where “Sporadic Steve” took the reins and pulled Kevin up and over each of Big Woods hills.
Once at the next rest stop on Lystra and Farrington Kevin rested in the shade. He laid on the pavement and used one of the cement curbs as a pillow. He was in Full BONK mode with close to 20 miles yet to go.
Once rested Kevin began to slowly prepare for the “Death March” the laid ahead. His Baby Sitter was still willing to keep a close eye on him.
Kevin led the pace at 18 mph down Farrington and up “Kevin’s Crawl” to the turn onto Holland Chapel.
Once on Holland Chapel “Sporadic Steve” again took the reins and led the rest of the route all the way to the finish. There were periods during the last 15 miles when Kevin was unable to sustain 10 mph on the simplest of inclines. On several occasions Kevin would sit up in the seat with his hands off the handlebars to try and stretch his back only to get very dizzy forcing him to fall back to the drops of the handle bars.
Coach was still waiting at the finish to make sure Kevin did not die or need vehicular rescue. The rest of his pack had already gone home, showered, and returned for bagels. They had completed 58 miles at an average speed over 20 mph.
Kevin and his baby Sitter “Sporadic Steve” completed the same 58 miles at an average just under 17 mph.
Monday, September 01, 2008
Labor Day ride
Monday Sept 1, 2008
Labor day Ride
Ride leaders Ron and Tracy Clanton on their Tandem.
In attendance were;
Patty Lewis
Nicole Lewis
Nate
Doug Augustine
Sheila Augustine
Theresa Smit
Kevin Smit.
The ride started from the Church parking lot at Olive Chapel and New Hill Olive. The route leveraged several quite roads in the Apex / Holly Springs area.
The group road very well as a pack for much of the ride. The hills had a tendency as they always do in splintering the group. On other occasions Nate, and Doug pushed the pace which splintered the group as well.
One of those situations Nate pulled Nicole, Patty, and Sheila past the planned turn onto Sharron Harris forcing Doug and Kevin to attempt to chase them down to then redirect. Fortunately for Kevin and Doug the runaway pack pulled into the parking lot at the Nuclear Plant thinking that was the next turn. Kevin and Doug were then able to abandon their chase before totally destroying themselves.
This almost happened again on the run down OLD US 1 to the turn towards Pea Ridge. In that situation it was again Nate with Doug being chased by Kevin that splintered the pack.
The group took a short break in the shade of a tree along the side of the road that intersected with Pea Ridge. Some eat their bananas, some chewed on power bars, everyone hydrated, Kevin dealt with Sweat management and tightened down the bolts that held his cleats to his shoes. Kevin had discovered that one of his Screws was missing and the others were loose. It was here also that Doug and Sheila both realized that they had mistakenly put on each other’s biking shorts prior to the start of the ride. The group suggested that they go ahead and swap back to the correct pair while the group waited. This did not happen but all had a good laugh at their expense.
The pack was off again headed down Pea Ridge towards the turn onto Beaver Creek at Lake Jordan. Kevin was the first to arrive at Lake Jordan and was found by the group as he was resting again in the shade. He was easily identified by the group because of the tell tale signs of near death as a flock of Buzzards circled closely over him. The ride finished with a short run up Beaver Creek to the turn on Tody Goodwin Road and then Olive Chapel with their rolling hills leading back to the starting point. It was on this stretch of road where Theresa bonked and struggled to sustain the average mph prior through those last few miles.
Labor day Ride
Ride leaders Ron and Tracy Clanton on their Tandem.
In attendance were;
Patty Lewis
Nicole Lewis
Nate
Doug Augustine
Sheila Augustine
Theresa Smit
Kevin Smit.
The ride started from the Church parking lot at Olive Chapel and New Hill Olive. The route leveraged several quite roads in the Apex / Holly Springs area.
The group road very well as a pack for much of the ride. The hills had a tendency as they always do in splintering the group. On other occasions Nate, and Doug pushed the pace which splintered the group as well.
One of those situations Nate pulled Nicole, Patty, and Sheila past the planned turn onto Sharron Harris forcing Doug and Kevin to attempt to chase them down to then redirect. Fortunately for Kevin and Doug the runaway pack pulled into the parking lot at the Nuclear Plant thinking that was the next turn. Kevin and Doug were then able to abandon their chase before totally destroying themselves.
This almost happened again on the run down OLD US 1 to the turn towards Pea Ridge. In that situation it was again Nate with Doug being chased by Kevin that splintered the pack.
The group took a short break in the shade of a tree along the side of the road that intersected with Pea Ridge. Some eat their bananas, some chewed on power bars, everyone hydrated, Kevin dealt with Sweat management and tightened down the bolts that held his cleats to his shoes. Kevin had discovered that one of his Screws was missing and the others were loose. It was here also that Doug and Sheila both realized that they had mistakenly put on each other’s biking shorts prior to the start of the ride. The group suggested that they go ahead and swap back to the correct pair while the group waited. This did not happen but all had a good laugh at their expense.
The pack was off again headed down Pea Ridge towards the turn onto Beaver Creek at Lake Jordan. Kevin was the first to arrive at Lake Jordan and was found by the group as he was resting again in the shade. He was easily identified by the group because of the tell tale signs of near death as a flock of Buzzards circled closely over him. The ride finished with a short run up Beaver Creek to the turn on Tody Goodwin Road and then Olive Chapel with their rolling hills leading back to the starting point. It was on this stretch of road where Theresa bonked and struggled to sustain the average mph prior through those last few miles.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Weekend rides of August 23 and 24 2008
Saturday August 23, 2008
Nicole challenges the group to Lystra
In attendance for the Roses.
Jae Brainard – learning to Spin – The “Spinster”
Tracy Clanton
Beth Gonzaliz
Dani Devinney
Theresa Smit
Jeff Roussel – riding with the “Roses” on his mountain bike. ( new frame to arrive Tuesday) – a THORN among the “Roses”.
In attendance for the “Testosterone” riders (the Thorns).
Steve Cope – aka “Capn Carbon”, the Angry Chipmunk, the Chihuahua, the Gnat.
Ron Clanton – “Diesel”
Steve Sparano – “Sporadic Steve”
Christy Miller – the “Pink TriAssholette”
Tim Devinney – “Fast Tim”
Tim Travitz – “Slow Tim”
Nicole Lewis – “President of the TriASSholettes”
Morgan Brooks – Friend of Nicole’s – another TriAssholette.
Kevin Smit – the biking “GOG”.
After a brief visit in Carobou’s the group headed to the parking lot to prepare for the days ride. Kevin had made the decision to incorporate last Sunday’s finish route as part of the outbound route for this days ride. This would have the pack riding that leg in reverse order and direction. It would also then allow Kevin to add to or delete miles based on how everyone was doing. Kevin’s intent was to try and do close to 50 miles on the days ride.
Out onto High House and into the neighborhood of Preston Woods the pack rode with Jae leading the way. As the pack entered Preston Woods Kevin had worked his way slowly towards the front of the pack to find the new rider Morgan. “How come your parents gave you a Boy’s Name” he asked Morgan. “Awh you Jerk, why did you ask her that” was the cry from the pack. Kevin did not respond he just rode on past as if having inflicted the insult that was fitting for the abuse needed on this new rider. “She may never come back” the pack continued to chastise Kevin. No response from Kevin. If Morgan understands Rule #6 she will be back to enjoy the continued chatter and constant verbal abuse that comes from ridding with this band of miss fits.
The pack split at its usual spot on the first climb out of Preston. The “Thorns” continued to push on thru the intersection at Davis into the round about and out onto the road leading to “Ron’s Pull”.
At “Ron’s Pull” the pack abdicated the pull position to it’s rightful owner. Ron was quick to command the respect owed him as he pushed the pace ever faster to reach the maximum ”Diesel” speed of 24 mph. Ron “Diesel” sustained this pace thru 2/3rds of this stretch of road only to pass of the reins to the biking ‘GOG” who did everything in his power to match the power of the “Diesel” locomotive that had preceded him.
The pack was maintained thru that pull to the T intersection that would wined its way to Carpenter Fire Station Church road. On Carpenter Fire Station Church Road the Pack remained in tact with Slow Tim and “Sporadic” Sporano worked the Pull position as the single line slid down the road at 21 mph. The two riders drove the pace so hard it splintered the pack with Kevin again bringing up the rear.
Kevin had informed “Sporadic” Sporano of his plans to turn right at Yates Store instead of the left that would take the riders towards “UpChuck”.
Kevin found the pack patiently waiting for confirmation that the route was to turn right rather than left. “ON RIGHT” was the command as Kevin closed in on the intersection.
Onto the yet unopened section of new road the pack headed for OKelley. Another Left onto OKelley and the pack formed a solid pace line with “Sporatic” Sporano in the lead along with Christy, Nicole, and Morgan who was closely followed by “Capn Carbon, Slow-Tim, and Fast-Tim. Those last three riders were each working to ace the other rider out of position in an effort to ride close to Morgan. Ron and Kevin only watched the pathetic display of Testosterone from the two Tim’s and Cope.
As the pack was preparing to make one of the many climbs on OKelley “Capn Carbon” miss shifted his new bike causing him to quickly loose momentum. Ron “Diesel” just about slammed into the “Gnat “ but for great bike handling was able to slide past the stalled rider resulting in the lose of his momentum.
Picture a “Diesel” Locomotive delicately dodging a small VW and then coasting to a near stop on a hill. Now imagine that VW unaware of the near fatal situation grinding into gear and spurting on up the road. Now picture the “Diesel” Locomotive recovering from the lose of momentum that took 12 miles to build along with the emotional realization that one’s life just passed before their eyes in the last 3 seconds.
Kevin was thrown into the mix as he was also following “Capn Carbon” and his miss shift.
In less than 30 seconds Kevin and the “Diesel” were left in the middle of the climb all alone. None of those ahead had an idea of the disaster that was narrowly avoided. The Testosterone was still pungent in the air as Tim, Tim, and Capn Carbon continued to push for position closest to Morgan as the pack charged up the hill and into the distance.
Ron “Diesel” Clanton and Kevin did not gain position back into the pack until the scheduled rest stop at the gas station on Farrington and Lystra some 12 miles later.
The stop at Lystra allowed for topping off of water bottles, wiping of brow, and an asinine suggestion from Nicole. “Lets do Lystra” Nicole said with glee, and high energy.
She learned this trick from “Coach the Asshole” who also suggests the group climb Lystra every time he rides with the group. So Nicole was anointed the new “Asshole” for suggesting the climb.
Kevin was planning on taking the pack to the run down Big Woods, and calculated the extra distance that Lystra would provide. “If we do Lystra that would add an extra 10 miles and one nasty Climb” he announced to the group. Fast Tim said “Yea but the ride down Lystra is worth it, last time I hit 47 mph and I want to beat that”. “We need to take Morgan there” another cried. There were no other replies from the group. The group continued to rest and hydrate as Kevin mounted his bike and prodded the pack to follow suite.
Out of the gas station and onto Lystra road the pack began to assemble. The Y intersection lay ahead. The left fork towards Big Woods the Right Fork towards the climb on Lystra. The group rode orderly but very slow looking for Kevin to lead the way.
Into the Y intersection and no words were exchanged as the pack continued to ride conservatively as their fate was now understood. Kevin in the lead swung onto the right fork followed by Ron, Slow Tim, Christy, Sporatic Sporano, Nicole, Morgan, Fast Tim, and bringing up the rear behind Morgan was Capn Carbon. With in a half mile the base of the hill presented itself to the pack as if to dare them to proceed. Just at that moment “Capn Carbon” bolted past the pack to attack the hill, and did so in an effort again to display the Testosterone of the moment, as if to suggest “Morgan Look at ME”. Slow Tim responded to the attack and also charge ahead as a warrior headed blindly into the horde that awaited them. These two warriors were the best the pack could throwh at the foe. All other riders fell of the pace as if in full retreat.
The riders all worked individually as they responded to the challenge presented by Nicole the “Asshole” and Lystra. Kevin and Slow Tim made it to the end of Lystra at 15/501 only to realize that “Capn Carbon” was not there. He had ridden back down part of Lystra to check on Morgan. Eventually the pack regrouped as Kevin launched them NOT back down Lystra but onto 15/501. Fast Tim was visibly disappointed with the realization that his land speed record down Lystra would have to wait for another day.
The pack rode the shoulder on 15/501 to the left turn onto Jack Bennet where they began the long descent towards Big Woods. “Near the bottom of the hill make the right turn onto BIG WOODS” Kevin shouted as the riders began their attack down hill. First to go was Sporadic Sporano. He was followed by Fast Tim who LOVES TO GO DOWN hills FAST.
“We can’t let them get away” Christy screamed as she rocked past the pack in pursuit. Slow Tim and Capn Carbon jumped just before Nicole and Morgan gathered for the attack. The two more mature riders (Ron and Kevin) elected to watch the scramble unfold in front. As the hill began to flatten Big Woods popped up on the right. Kevin saw that all riders in front had blown past the turn as he swung thru the right turn and charged onto Big Woods with the “Diesel” in tow. Kevin held the lead position through most of the first climb on Big Woods. He was first past by “Capn Carbon” who only smiled as he gracefully glided past. Next was Slow Tim, followed closely by Sporadic Sproano who was pushing the pace in another of his many attacks for the day. Kevin crested the Hill now in 4th place and unable to latch onto any of the rear wheels of those who had since left him in their dust.
The three riders ahead were already becoming miniature figures as Fast Tim rushed by Kevin spraying him with sweet much like the spray from the bow of a boat.
Just then Christy was next to Kevin and working to egg him into taking pursuit, but to no avail. Realizing she was all alone Christy dug deep and powered on ahead to chase down those in the distance. Next was Nicole and Morgan who did not pause to prompt, they just flew past focusing all energy on the attack that had been mounted. Kevin and Ron were once again riding solo each as if in the pull position for some invisible pace line and with no one from that pace line to spell them in their effort against the head winds.
Ron “Diesel” and Kevin coasted down the last hill of Big Woods to find the pack waiting in the shade for the splintered riders.
After a short pause the group worked its way onto Highway 64 headed towards Farrington. The “Diesel” took the pull position with Fast Tim, Slow Tim, Capn Carbon, Sporadic Sparano and Kevin followed by Christy, Nicole, and Morgan. The pace established early by Ron the “Diesel” ratcheted past 24 miles an hour in short order with Kevin and those trapped behind him unable to hold on. Those able to respond were found waiting at the gas station at the top of the hill on Farrington and Highway 64. Another opportunity to top off water bottles, deal with sweat management, and to wait for heart rates to return to the safe zone.
Back on the bikes Kevin led the charge down Farrington to the right turn onto Holland Chapel and the roads headed towards the start/end. Once onto Holland Chapel the pace picked up as Kevin abdicated the lead position to “Sporadic Steve” who continued to push and attack at several locations. As the pack settled into the fast pace the riders splintered with Kevin again leading from the rear. The lead group was discovered headed back towards the trailing groups as they made the turn onto Luter Shop Road.
The group of riders attempted to once again form an organized draft line, however those in the rear were unable to maintain much more than 14 mph. Fast Tim, Slow Tim, Christy, and “Capn Carbon” all pushed closer to 19 to 20 mph pace, with Nicole and Morgan working to pull Kevin, Ron, and Sproadic Steve in an effort to close the gap. “Lets do Cary Glenn” Kevin bellowed to the leading group of riders. “The roller coasters?” asked Nicole. “Yes, Nicole’s Roller Coaster” Kevin replied. Nicole’s excitement could not be contained as she pushed on to join the lead group and in doing so dragged Morgan along.
The leading group was no longer insight by the time Ron, Kevin, and Sporadic Steve were at the intersection of White Oak Church road. This was the half way point on Luter Shop. This band of splintered cyclists continued to crawl towards the next left turn onto Yates Store. Once at the intersection none of the lead group was in sight. “Left Turn” Kevin squeaked. “Is this shorter” asked Ron. “No” was Kevin’s response. “Is it Flatter” Ron inquired. “Definitely Not” answered Kevin. “And we are going this way BECAUSE” Ron asked. “we are already suffering so it wont make it any worse” was Kevin’s confident reply. With that the group swung into Cary Glenn to find the rest of the pack waiting prior to the run at the hills.
The three hills proved to excite all those on bikes as they rushed down hill only to roll well into the climb on the next. Once “Nicole’s Roller Coaster” was completed the pack headed onto Carpenter Fire Station headed towards the long red light at Highway 55. Again the pack split with those in the rear group consisting of Ron “Diesel”, “Sporadic Steve”, Kevin the biking “GOG”, Nicole the “Asshole” (for suggesting the climb on Lystra) and Morgan.
This remained the organization as the two groups worked the last several miles.
The lead group Splintered yet again as the pace was ratcheted up on the road known as “Ron’s Pull” as the group pushed towards the end. Headed in the direction towards the finish this road would best be named as “Ron’s Pull” in reverse, or “llup s’noR”.
On “llup s’noR” Slow Tim looked over at “Capn Carbon” with the realization he had nothing left for the attack and said “I am Spent, Its all yours”. “Capn Carbon” needed no additional prodding as he was already coiled and ready for the attack. Fast Tim, and “Capn Carbon” were left to attack each other as Slow Tim pulled up to finish solo.
The Testosterone (Thorns) covered 58.5 miles at an average pace of 17 mph. Slightly longer and faster than originally planed “Thanks Nicole”.
Sunday August 24th, 2008.
The “GOG” Bonks hard.
Those in attendance for the Roses:
Jae Brainard
Theresa Smit
Those in attendance for the Testosterone Riders:
Steve Cope aka all his nicknames
Brian Farkas
Tom Plant – knows to Capn Carbon as “Robert Plant” from Led Zeplin.
Tim Travitz – Slow Tim
Kevin Smit – “GOG”.
The group was willing to again let Kevin provide the route with limited information being provided as the riders slid out of the parking lot.
Thru the Preston Woods neighborhood the riders eased their way towards the turn onto “Ron’s Pull”. Kevin directed the pack to turn away from “Ron’s Pull” and push towards the neighborhood climb towards Holt. Tom was riding strong at the front of the pack as the group turned left onto Holt headed towards Apex. Remaining together the riders encountered little traffic as they swept past the boutiques that make up main streets shops in Apex . On past the closed shops towards the left turn on Tingen the rag tag band of cyclists continued past the water tower and rail road tracks that mark the perimeter of Apex and the start of the country roads that laid ahead.
Slow Tim took the reins as the group rolled onto the gradual negative slop of Tingen. He pulled the pack along for several miles at 24 mph. Kevin was next in line and took the reins from Slow Tim only to lose speed reducing the pace to 21 mph. Kevin held onto the lead position long enough to pass the reigns to Tom as the hills began to raise the elevation on the group. Tom pulled thru the rolling hills and onto the fast flats leading to the final climbs prior to the left turn onto Friendship road.
A short pause at the intersection had the group ready to travel the flat area of Friendship to the left turn onto New Hill Holland Road and the short run to the right turn onto Shearon Harris. The group stayed together through these sections of roads with the pace increasing on Shearon Harris. Kevin and Tom were found drifting off the back of the pack as the group readied for the left turn onto Old Highway 1.
The left turn onto Old Highway 1 found the pace increasing with all riders doing their best to maintain a solid pace line. At the first rise in the road Kevin took a brief pause from applying power to the peddles to hydrate and in doing so fell out of the draft’s sweet spot. This occurred as those in the front of the group added pressure to increase the speed. Unable to catch the group Kevin rode most of Old Highway 1 Solo.
The group reassembled again in Bonsal as they slowly traversed the rail road tracks and positioned themselves onto Beaver Creek Road. This section of road is another excellent place for a well organized draft line to push the pace. The draft line formed with Kevin working to stay in the middle of the pack. He focused full time on the rear wheel of Brain Farkas as first Slow Tim worked the pull position then “Capn Carbon, then Brian Farkas, and lastly Kevin took the turn at the pull position brining the pack on into the stop at the gas station of Beaver Creek/Farrington rd and Highway 64. Tom had fallen off the pace line and was working his way solo to join the group at the rest stop. Water was purchased, water bottles topped off before the group lead by Kevin headed towards Holland Chapel. This was a repeat of Saturdays ride at this point in the ride.
Kevin pulling all the way to Holland Chapel where he would begin to officially BONK. Kevin did well on Holland Chapel along with Tom who until today had not been on his bike for about 4 weeks. Tom road very well for someone getting back after that long away from the peddles. Kevin has no excuses for his lack of endurance or in ability to respond to attacks on the road. Kevin is a “Comfort Zone” rider. He did try to explain away his early Bonk by blaming the Hot Dogs and Beer he consumed at the previous evening’s Durham Bulls game. This however does not explain the issues he encounters on virtually every ride.
As the group closed in on the roads of Luter Shop, Green Level, Green Hope High School Kevin’s ability to maintain speed dropped to a level where he was fighting to hold onto 13 mph. Once in a BONK there is little to do other than finish without passing out. Tom held back with Kevin to ensure he would survive to the end. Slow Tim, Brian, and “Capn Carbon” had long dropped the other two once on familiar roads.
Tom continued to monitor Kevin and provided stimulating conversation during those last few miles just to keep Kevin from drifting off into unconsciousness. Kevin was unable to respond other than to inform Tom that he apologized for being such lousy company since he did not have the energy to engage in the conversations provided by Tom.
At High House Tom said his goodbyes as he headed on his bike towards his home, and Kevin headed down the hill towards the finish. Tom was confident that the momentum of the down hill would provide the speed needed for the wheels to act as gyroscopes keeping Kevin’s bike in an up right position even when the rider is in a semi conscious state.
Back at the finish Kevin worked very slowly and deliberately to dismount his bike, remove the water bottles from their cages, remove the bike computer, change shoes, poor water from his water bottle onto his head – invoking a brief snap back to consciousness, removal of the front tire, and then hoisting the bike into the bike rake on top of the van.
Once accomplished Kevin joined the others who were in full high energy conversation. Kevin slumped into the picnic bench and continued his stupor as those around him droned on and on about something.
The days ride covered 45 miles at 16.8 average pace.
Later after the ride “Capn Carbon” called the biking “GOG” to ensure he was OK.
All is good and he will live to BONK another day.
Nicole challenges the group to Lystra
In attendance for the Roses.
Jae Brainard – learning to Spin – The “Spinster”
Tracy Clanton
Beth Gonzaliz
Dani Devinney
Theresa Smit
Jeff Roussel – riding with the “Roses” on his mountain bike. ( new frame to arrive Tuesday) – a THORN among the “Roses”.
In attendance for the “Testosterone” riders (the Thorns).
Steve Cope – aka “Capn Carbon”, the Angry Chipmunk, the Chihuahua, the Gnat.
Ron Clanton – “Diesel”
Steve Sparano – “Sporadic Steve”
Christy Miller – the “Pink TriAssholette”
Tim Devinney – “Fast Tim”
Tim Travitz – “Slow Tim”
Nicole Lewis – “President of the TriASSholettes”
Morgan Brooks – Friend of Nicole’s – another TriAssholette.
Kevin Smit – the biking “GOG”.
After a brief visit in Carobou’s the group headed to the parking lot to prepare for the days ride. Kevin had made the decision to incorporate last Sunday’s finish route as part of the outbound route for this days ride. This would have the pack riding that leg in reverse order and direction. It would also then allow Kevin to add to or delete miles based on how everyone was doing. Kevin’s intent was to try and do close to 50 miles on the days ride.
Out onto High House and into the neighborhood of Preston Woods the pack rode with Jae leading the way. As the pack entered Preston Woods Kevin had worked his way slowly towards the front of the pack to find the new rider Morgan. “How come your parents gave you a Boy’s Name” he asked Morgan. “Awh you Jerk, why did you ask her that” was the cry from the pack. Kevin did not respond he just rode on past as if having inflicted the insult that was fitting for the abuse needed on this new rider. “She may never come back” the pack continued to chastise Kevin. No response from Kevin. If Morgan understands Rule #6 she will be back to enjoy the continued chatter and constant verbal abuse that comes from ridding with this band of miss fits.
The pack split at its usual spot on the first climb out of Preston. The “Thorns” continued to push on thru the intersection at Davis into the round about and out onto the road leading to “Ron’s Pull”.
At “Ron’s Pull” the pack abdicated the pull position to it’s rightful owner. Ron was quick to command the respect owed him as he pushed the pace ever faster to reach the maximum ”Diesel” speed of 24 mph. Ron “Diesel” sustained this pace thru 2/3rds of this stretch of road only to pass of the reins to the biking ‘GOG” who did everything in his power to match the power of the “Diesel” locomotive that had preceded him.
The pack was maintained thru that pull to the T intersection that would wined its way to Carpenter Fire Station Church road. On Carpenter Fire Station Church Road the Pack remained in tact with Slow Tim and “Sporadic” Sporano worked the Pull position as the single line slid down the road at 21 mph. The two riders drove the pace so hard it splintered the pack with Kevin again bringing up the rear.
Kevin had informed “Sporadic” Sporano of his plans to turn right at Yates Store instead of the left that would take the riders towards “UpChuck”.
Kevin found the pack patiently waiting for confirmation that the route was to turn right rather than left. “ON RIGHT” was the command as Kevin closed in on the intersection.
Onto the yet unopened section of new road the pack headed for OKelley. Another Left onto OKelley and the pack formed a solid pace line with “Sporatic” Sporano in the lead along with Christy, Nicole, and Morgan who was closely followed by “Capn Carbon, Slow-Tim, and Fast-Tim. Those last three riders were each working to ace the other rider out of position in an effort to ride close to Morgan. Ron and Kevin only watched the pathetic display of Testosterone from the two Tim’s and Cope.
As the pack was preparing to make one of the many climbs on OKelley “Capn Carbon” miss shifted his new bike causing him to quickly loose momentum. Ron “Diesel” just about slammed into the “Gnat “ but for great bike handling was able to slide past the stalled rider resulting in the lose of his momentum.
Picture a “Diesel” Locomotive delicately dodging a small VW and then coasting to a near stop on a hill. Now imagine that VW unaware of the near fatal situation grinding into gear and spurting on up the road. Now picture the “Diesel” Locomotive recovering from the lose of momentum that took 12 miles to build along with the emotional realization that one’s life just passed before their eyes in the last 3 seconds.
Kevin was thrown into the mix as he was also following “Capn Carbon” and his miss shift.
In less than 30 seconds Kevin and the “Diesel” were left in the middle of the climb all alone. None of those ahead had an idea of the disaster that was narrowly avoided. The Testosterone was still pungent in the air as Tim, Tim, and Capn Carbon continued to push for position closest to Morgan as the pack charged up the hill and into the distance.
Ron “Diesel” Clanton and Kevin did not gain position back into the pack until the scheduled rest stop at the gas station on Farrington and Lystra some 12 miles later.
The stop at Lystra allowed for topping off of water bottles, wiping of brow, and an asinine suggestion from Nicole. “Lets do Lystra” Nicole said with glee, and high energy.
She learned this trick from “Coach the Asshole” who also suggests the group climb Lystra every time he rides with the group. So Nicole was anointed the new “Asshole” for suggesting the climb.
Kevin was planning on taking the pack to the run down Big Woods, and calculated the extra distance that Lystra would provide. “If we do Lystra that would add an extra 10 miles and one nasty Climb” he announced to the group. Fast Tim said “Yea but the ride down Lystra is worth it, last time I hit 47 mph and I want to beat that”. “We need to take Morgan there” another cried. There were no other replies from the group. The group continued to rest and hydrate as Kevin mounted his bike and prodded the pack to follow suite.
Out of the gas station and onto Lystra road the pack began to assemble. The Y intersection lay ahead. The left fork towards Big Woods the Right Fork towards the climb on Lystra. The group rode orderly but very slow looking for Kevin to lead the way.
Into the Y intersection and no words were exchanged as the pack continued to ride conservatively as their fate was now understood. Kevin in the lead swung onto the right fork followed by Ron, Slow Tim, Christy, Sporatic Sporano, Nicole, Morgan, Fast Tim, and bringing up the rear behind Morgan was Capn Carbon. With in a half mile the base of the hill presented itself to the pack as if to dare them to proceed. Just at that moment “Capn Carbon” bolted past the pack to attack the hill, and did so in an effort again to display the Testosterone of the moment, as if to suggest “Morgan Look at ME”. Slow Tim responded to the attack and also charge ahead as a warrior headed blindly into the horde that awaited them. These two warriors were the best the pack could throwh at the foe. All other riders fell of the pace as if in full retreat.
The riders all worked individually as they responded to the challenge presented by Nicole the “Asshole” and Lystra. Kevin and Slow Tim made it to the end of Lystra at 15/501 only to realize that “Capn Carbon” was not there. He had ridden back down part of Lystra to check on Morgan. Eventually the pack regrouped as Kevin launched them NOT back down Lystra but onto 15/501. Fast Tim was visibly disappointed with the realization that his land speed record down Lystra would have to wait for another day.
The pack rode the shoulder on 15/501 to the left turn onto Jack Bennet where they began the long descent towards Big Woods. “Near the bottom of the hill make the right turn onto BIG WOODS” Kevin shouted as the riders began their attack down hill. First to go was Sporadic Sporano. He was followed by Fast Tim who LOVES TO GO DOWN hills FAST.
“We can’t let them get away” Christy screamed as she rocked past the pack in pursuit. Slow Tim and Capn Carbon jumped just before Nicole and Morgan gathered for the attack. The two more mature riders (Ron and Kevin) elected to watch the scramble unfold in front. As the hill began to flatten Big Woods popped up on the right. Kevin saw that all riders in front had blown past the turn as he swung thru the right turn and charged onto Big Woods with the “Diesel” in tow. Kevin held the lead position through most of the first climb on Big Woods. He was first past by “Capn Carbon” who only smiled as he gracefully glided past. Next was Slow Tim, followed closely by Sporadic Sproano who was pushing the pace in another of his many attacks for the day. Kevin crested the Hill now in 4th place and unable to latch onto any of the rear wheels of those who had since left him in their dust.
The three riders ahead were already becoming miniature figures as Fast Tim rushed by Kevin spraying him with sweet much like the spray from the bow of a boat.
Just then Christy was next to Kevin and working to egg him into taking pursuit, but to no avail. Realizing she was all alone Christy dug deep and powered on ahead to chase down those in the distance. Next was Nicole and Morgan who did not pause to prompt, they just flew past focusing all energy on the attack that had been mounted. Kevin and Ron were once again riding solo each as if in the pull position for some invisible pace line and with no one from that pace line to spell them in their effort against the head winds.
Ron “Diesel” and Kevin coasted down the last hill of Big Woods to find the pack waiting in the shade for the splintered riders.
After a short pause the group worked its way onto Highway 64 headed towards Farrington. The “Diesel” took the pull position with Fast Tim, Slow Tim, Capn Carbon, Sporadic Sparano and Kevin followed by Christy, Nicole, and Morgan. The pace established early by Ron the “Diesel” ratcheted past 24 miles an hour in short order with Kevin and those trapped behind him unable to hold on. Those able to respond were found waiting at the gas station at the top of the hill on Farrington and Highway 64. Another opportunity to top off water bottles, deal with sweat management, and to wait for heart rates to return to the safe zone.
Back on the bikes Kevin led the charge down Farrington to the right turn onto Holland Chapel and the roads headed towards the start/end. Once onto Holland Chapel the pace picked up as Kevin abdicated the lead position to “Sporadic Steve” who continued to push and attack at several locations. As the pack settled into the fast pace the riders splintered with Kevin again leading from the rear. The lead group was discovered headed back towards the trailing groups as they made the turn onto Luter Shop Road.
The group of riders attempted to once again form an organized draft line, however those in the rear were unable to maintain much more than 14 mph. Fast Tim, Slow Tim, Christy, and “Capn Carbon” all pushed closer to 19 to 20 mph pace, with Nicole and Morgan working to pull Kevin, Ron, and Sproadic Steve in an effort to close the gap. “Lets do Cary Glenn” Kevin bellowed to the leading group of riders. “The roller coasters?” asked Nicole. “Yes, Nicole’s Roller Coaster” Kevin replied. Nicole’s excitement could not be contained as she pushed on to join the lead group and in doing so dragged Morgan along.
The leading group was no longer insight by the time Ron, Kevin, and Sporadic Steve were at the intersection of White Oak Church road. This was the half way point on Luter Shop. This band of splintered cyclists continued to crawl towards the next left turn onto Yates Store. Once at the intersection none of the lead group was in sight. “Left Turn” Kevin squeaked. “Is this shorter” asked Ron. “No” was Kevin’s response. “Is it Flatter” Ron inquired. “Definitely Not” answered Kevin. “And we are going this way BECAUSE” Ron asked. “we are already suffering so it wont make it any worse” was Kevin’s confident reply. With that the group swung into Cary Glenn to find the rest of the pack waiting prior to the run at the hills.
The three hills proved to excite all those on bikes as they rushed down hill only to roll well into the climb on the next. Once “Nicole’s Roller Coaster” was completed the pack headed onto Carpenter Fire Station headed towards the long red light at Highway 55. Again the pack split with those in the rear group consisting of Ron “Diesel”, “Sporadic Steve”, Kevin the biking “GOG”, Nicole the “Asshole” (for suggesting the climb on Lystra) and Morgan.
This remained the organization as the two groups worked the last several miles.
The lead group Splintered yet again as the pace was ratcheted up on the road known as “Ron’s Pull” as the group pushed towards the end. Headed in the direction towards the finish this road would best be named as “Ron’s Pull” in reverse, or “llup s’noR”.
On “llup s’noR” Slow Tim looked over at “Capn Carbon” with the realization he had nothing left for the attack and said “I am Spent, Its all yours”. “Capn Carbon” needed no additional prodding as he was already coiled and ready for the attack. Fast Tim, and “Capn Carbon” were left to attack each other as Slow Tim pulled up to finish solo.
The Testosterone (Thorns) covered 58.5 miles at an average pace of 17 mph. Slightly longer and faster than originally planed “Thanks Nicole”.
Sunday August 24th, 2008.
The “GOG” Bonks hard.
Those in attendance for the Roses:
Jae Brainard
Theresa Smit
Those in attendance for the Testosterone Riders:
Steve Cope aka all his nicknames
Brian Farkas
Tom Plant – knows to Capn Carbon as “Robert Plant” from Led Zeplin.
Tim Travitz – Slow Tim
Kevin Smit – “GOG”.
The group was willing to again let Kevin provide the route with limited information being provided as the riders slid out of the parking lot.
Thru the Preston Woods neighborhood the riders eased their way towards the turn onto “Ron’s Pull”. Kevin directed the pack to turn away from “Ron’s Pull” and push towards the neighborhood climb towards Holt. Tom was riding strong at the front of the pack as the group turned left onto Holt headed towards Apex. Remaining together the riders encountered little traffic as they swept past the boutiques that make up main streets shops in Apex . On past the closed shops towards the left turn on Tingen the rag tag band of cyclists continued past the water tower and rail road tracks that mark the perimeter of Apex and the start of the country roads that laid ahead.
Slow Tim took the reins as the group rolled onto the gradual negative slop of Tingen. He pulled the pack along for several miles at 24 mph. Kevin was next in line and took the reins from Slow Tim only to lose speed reducing the pace to 21 mph. Kevin held onto the lead position long enough to pass the reigns to Tom as the hills began to raise the elevation on the group. Tom pulled thru the rolling hills and onto the fast flats leading to the final climbs prior to the left turn onto Friendship road.
A short pause at the intersection had the group ready to travel the flat area of Friendship to the left turn onto New Hill Holland Road and the short run to the right turn onto Shearon Harris. The group stayed together through these sections of roads with the pace increasing on Shearon Harris. Kevin and Tom were found drifting off the back of the pack as the group readied for the left turn onto Old Highway 1.
The left turn onto Old Highway 1 found the pace increasing with all riders doing their best to maintain a solid pace line. At the first rise in the road Kevin took a brief pause from applying power to the peddles to hydrate and in doing so fell out of the draft’s sweet spot. This occurred as those in the front of the group added pressure to increase the speed. Unable to catch the group Kevin rode most of Old Highway 1 Solo.
The group reassembled again in Bonsal as they slowly traversed the rail road tracks and positioned themselves onto Beaver Creek Road. This section of road is another excellent place for a well organized draft line to push the pace. The draft line formed with Kevin working to stay in the middle of the pack. He focused full time on the rear wheel of Brain Farkas as first Slow Tim worked the pull position then “Capn Carbon, then Brian Farkas, and lastly Kevin took the turn at the pull position brining the pack on into the stop at the gas station of Beaver Creek/Farrington rd and Highway 64. Tom had fallen off the pace line and was working his way solo to join the group at the rest stop. Water was purchased, water bottles topped off before the group lead by Kevin headed towards Holland Chapel. This was a repeat of Saturdays ride at this point in the ride.
Kevin pulling all the way to Holland Chapel where he would begin to officially BONK. Kevin did well on Holland Chapel along with Tom who until today had not been on his bike for about 4 weeks. Tom road very well for someone getting back after that long away from the peddles. Kevin has no excuses for his lack of endurance or in ability to respond to attacks on the road. Kevin is a “Comfort Zone” rider. He did try to explain away his early Bonk by blaming the Hot Dogs and Beer he consumed at the previous evening’s Durham Bulls game. This however does not explain the issues he encounters on virtually every ride.
As the group closed in on the roads of Luter Shop, Green Level, Green Hope High School Kevin’s ability to maintain speed dropped to a level where he was fighting to hold onto 13 mph. Once in a BONK there is little to do other than finish without passing out. Tom held back with Kevin to ensure he would survive to the end. Slow Tim, Brian, and “Capn Carbon” had long dropped the other two once on familiar roads.
Tom continued to monitor Kevin and provided stimulating conversation during those last few miles just to keep Kevin from drifting off into unconsciousness. Kevin was unable to respond other than to inform Tom that he apologized for being such lousy company since he did not have the energy to engage in the conversations provided by Tom.
At High House Tom said his goodbyes as he headed on his bike towards his home, and Kevin headed down the hill towards the finish. Tom was confident that the momentum of the down hill would provide the speed needed for the wheels to act as gyroscopes keeping Kevin’s bike in an up right position even when the rider is in a semi conscious state.
Back at the finish Kevin worked very slowly and deliberately to dismount his bike, remove the water bottles from their cages, remove the bike computer, change shoes, poor water from his water bottle onto his head – invoking a brief snap back to consciousness, removal of the front tire, and then hoisting the bike into the bike rake on top of the van.
Once accomplished Kevin joined the others who were in full high energy conversation. Kevin slumped into the picnic bench and continued his stupor as those around him droned on and on about something.
The days ride covered 45 miles at 16.8 average pace.
Later after the ride “Capn Carbon” called the biking “GOG” to ensure he was OK.
All is good and he will live to BONK another day.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
August 16 and 17 - Cope goes FULL CARBON, Roses Rule the Road
Saturday August 16
Cope goes full Carbon
In attendance
Those riding with the Testosterone (Thorns) group
Steve Cope - Sporting a brand new Full Carbon Kestrel that he stole from some lady off of Craigs list.
Brian Farkas – Keeping it real on Steel
Tim Devinney (fast Tim – the Love Train)
Doug Sorry Doug can’t remember your last name(Fast Doug)
Pat and Rich Hunt – Both Hammer heads
Suzan and Dayn Mc Bee– First time for Dayn with this group ( he did not crash so maybe he will be back)
Ron and Tracy Clanton – on the tandem
Todd Pechner – Slow Todd
Steve Simpson
Kevin Smit – the biking GOG (Glistening Older Gentleman)
Miguel – First time with the group and first time on the bike since July.
Davin Perkins
John Majikes – continuing to build up for his ride across the US in the summer of 2009.
Those riding with the Roses
Dani Devinney
Christy Pechner (not Christine Damn it)
Sheila Augustine
Patty Lewis
Jae Brainard – I am spinning more (at least 35 rpms) - The Spinster.
Lori Crossland – first time riding with the group ( Welcome to the madness Lori )
Theresa Smit
The Thorns were set to ride a new route that included several miles of roads outside of Apex. The “Roses” elected to cover some of the standard roads with hopes of doing 30 to 35 miles. The two groups headed out onto the roads traveling through the Preston Woods neighborhood with the “Roses” leading the way. IT was at the turn onto “Ron’s Pull” were the two groups went their separate ways.
The Thorns turned left headed for High House and the roads that would wined thru the Cary neighborhoods onto Holt and Old Jenks, and into Apex on Salem/old US 1.
Kevin had scouted this route out and included the plan in his previous email to the group. He also developed and provided a cue sheet for those that wanted one at the start. His preparation and communications of the route would allow for those that wanted to ride on ahead to do so without concern for keeping the pack together. Kevin would ride near the back to ensure all riders made the turns, and because he is unable to ride with the Hammer heads for more than 10 yards.
This route provided lots of rolling hills, limited vehicle traffic, and at least 3 long high speed stretches of road.
The group splintered early as the Hammer heads made their first attack up the hill headed towards Holt.
They all hovered there waiting for the majority of the pack to catch up before jumping on the gears. Kevin knew at this point that there was no way the Hammer heads would be contained. Each one of them could be seen twitching as they hovered at the intersection, each looking to see who would lead them out. It was Slow Todd that provoked the pack to go. He made is move once he saw the last straggler slowly come into view from the bottom of the first climb.
As that rider continued to make their way towards the turn the Hammer heads were already scampering down Jenks working to form an efficient pace line.
The Hammer heads established themselves early and were made up of all those excluding
Kevin Smit
Miguel
John Majikes
Ron and Tracy Clanton – except later on the fast stretch on Tingen were they lead the charge at over 30 mph.
The next time the Hammer heads were seen by the stragglers was after the rail road tracks on Tingen. This time they allowed the stragglers to all arrive prior to the next attack. This was mainly due to the fact most of the Hammer heads had either ridden back towards the stragglers, or were slowly circling in a School parking lot. The slow momentum of the stragglers actually caught the Hammer Heads off guard as the slow parade of bikers continued on past the circling vultures.
By the time all were gathered the Stragglers had formed the front of the pace line. The Hammer Heads were still scrambling to establish themselves as the pace was increased by Ron and Tracy (the Tandem Team). This team worked the gears and rpms pulling the pack into speeds over 30 miles an hour.
The Tandem Team set up the momentum for the next series of attacks. The first coming from a group consisting of Pat, Rich, Slow Todd, Brain, Mr. Bridenbaug, and Fast Doug. This group pulled past the Tandem team and established a gap between themselves and those in tow behind the tandem. Kevin was the next to jump. He past the tandem doing 35 miles an hour, his best speed to date not going downhill. Kevin’s Solo attack was not good enough to close the gap on those ahead, and was used by Dayn (Crash Gordon) to help him jump the gap that Kevin could not close. As Kevin did everything he could to hold the 35 miles an hour Dayn screamed past so fast that the colors in Dayn’s jersey blended together forming and orange/yellow glow.
Kevin was then past by the rest of the Hammer Heads in this order.
Suzan, Steve, Fast Tim, Davin, Steve Cope.
Kevin was then past by the Tandem, Miguel, and John Majikes.
Yes Kevin was now in his familiar spot – LAST.
After several miles of fast pace line work Tingen morphed into a series of Rolling Hills as it also changed its name to Woods Creek.
The rolling hills shuffled the order of riders at each downhill and subsequent climb. Kevin was past and then past many of the same riders as each would find their method of traversing this section of road. As Woods Creek made its last long climb towards the left turn onto Friendship Brian Farkas was seen falling back off the pace towards those riders brining up the rear. Kevin being one of those was later passed effortlessly by Brian as he sprinted from the last passion to regain his spot with the Hammer Heads as they closed in on the intersection. Obviously the Hammer Heads had not attacked the series of hills hard enough for Brian and he had to create his own challenge just to get a work out. He later claimed that he wanted to make sure everyone in the rear was OK. Brian never worries about those in the rear. He only worries about those in front or about those preparing to make an attack.
The Hammer Heads were all stopped at the intersection by the time Kevin and his band of stragglers arrived. Kevin noticed that many had laid their bikes down and were resting on the side of the road having had enough time for a power nap before those trailing would arrive.
Left turn onto Friendship road set the stage for another slow build of momentum as this road much like Tingen has lots of opportunities for a high Speed pace line to form. Just as the pack began to form a Solo TriASSholete rushed past the group. “Go get em Cope” was the cry from the pack. Steve was seen looking around in anticipation of others willing to join him in the pursuit. The only one DUMB enough to go was Slow Todd. Slow Todd can always be counted on in Joining Steve Cope on any and all “impossible missions”. By the time these two organized themselves the distant rider was well out of sight around the next curve.
The next time the pack saw Steve and Slow Todd they were circling at another intersection waiting to rejoin the group. Due to the many twists and turns on this road the Pack was unable to witness the chase down (that may have happened). It is interesting that the two riders elected to wait for the pack in an area where there was no way to confirm a successful capture of the elusive TriASSholete.
The pack was all together with the next left turn onto New Holland road. No one was trailing the pack as all riders had worked to stay in the pace line leading to this intersection.
New Holland was a short run with a hill climb just prior to the right turn onto Shearon Harris Road.
The Hammer Heads had obviously used the run on Friendship to rest, recover, and prep for the next series of attacks that would take place on Shearon Harris.
As if someone shot a starters pistol the Hammer Heads all took flight down Shearon Harris road, not to be seen again until the left turn onto Old US 1 some 3.5 miles later.
At the intersection of Old US 1 and Shearon Harris Road a gentleman in a pick up truck stopped to inform the group of riders that he owned a warehouse just down the road on old US1. He offered to let the group park in his parking lot and use that as their start and finish spot. He was thanked heavily by the group. Each of the bikers looked surprised as the driver waved good by – requesting they all have a safe ride. “WOW, a supportive Pick Up Truck Driver”, “I have never met one of those” was the response from Kevin to the group.
Mr. Bridenbaugh turned right at the intersection and waved good-by to the group as he headed towards home early.
The pack made the left turn onto old US1 and rode single file as they looked for the next right turn onto Beaver Creek Road. Beaver Creek Road is heavily traveled by bicyclists in pace lines. The 6.5 miles that make up this road are smooth with slight inclines and sections of shade, and minimal head winds from the protective layer of trees lining both sides of the road. A perfect place to organize a sustained pace line.
The Hammer heads proved once again that their recovery rate is quick compared to the sluggish Stragglers. Once again the riders splintered into the two groups in a matter of a few revolutions of the crank arms.
Kevin and his slugs met the Hammer Heads at the gas station on 64 and Beaver Creek Road. The Hammer Heads had already consumed Gater Aid, filled water bottles, had their bio-breaks, and another power nap before the trailing riders had made this scheduled stop.
Across highway 64 onto Farrington and the short run towards Hortons Pond kept the group in tact as they all rode single file.
Right turn onto Hortons Pond and again those ready to attack were unleashed. Hotons Pond’s 2 mile stretch is filled with rolling hills making a perfect spot for multiple attacks. No time was wasted as the Hammer Heads broke into small attack teams each attacking the other. Fast Tim was a little slow to respond. Upon looking around he realized he was ridding with the SLUGs. This was not what he was prepared to do so he immediately dropped his head and powered on to join one of the attack teams.
What the Hammer Heads did not realize is that the SLUGS also formed attack teams. They were seen challenging each other on several occasions causing the Slugs to splinter. The Slugs attacks unfolded as if filmed with high speed camera’s and played back in slow motion. The attacks were so subtle that many of those being attacked did not recognize the event.
At the end of Horon’s pond the Hammer Heads were again circling and acting very nervous. The short 2 miles was not enough to burn off the attack instinct and they were each itching for more.
Kevin recognizing this primordial emotion in those riders he suggested the Hammer Heads go on and not wait any more for the SLUGS. “You guys know the way in, I will act as Sweep to make sure all get to the end safely”.
Before Kevin finished his sentence Dayn, Cope, Brian, Pat, Rich, and Fast Doug all headed for the next turn onto Luther. They were immediately followed by Suzan, Slow Todd, and Fast Tim.
Davin looked at the sluggish group of riders and elected to start heading toward the finish with them.
“you are my ride home Kevin so I will ride with you” Davin was heard informing the group. So the remaining riders consisting of Steve, Kevin, Davin, John, Ron, Tracy, and Miguel (first ride since early July) all clipped in and headed towards the last few miles towards home. “You picked one of our longest and fastest rides to date to join the group Miguel” Kevin said in a consoling tone.
The Hammer Heads did not look back, they did not take a head count to see who was with them and who was not, they just disappeared.
The remainder of the ride was similar to the run on Horton Pond. The rolling hills on Luther started out steep with a fast downhill followed by a slow grade to the right turn onto Green Level.
Green Level had two good climbs with one long fast downhill to the right turn onto Green Level Church road. The Slugs did a great job of staying in an organized pace line on the last section of Green Level reaching speeds of 26 mph.
John Majikes waved goodbye to the group as they turned onto the bike path. John Continued past this spot as he was headed for home. The bike path is a great 4 mile cool down after a long fast ride. The trailing group of riders each slowed as they maneuvered the twist and turns, and dodged the runners, walkers, dogs on leashes, and young kids on bikes that were all taking advantage of this great path.
About half way down the path a Young Cyclist on a BMX bike was riding towards the group when he turned and began to race as if to beat the pack to some imaginary finish line ( a young Steve Cope in the making). This young rider was seen standing on the peddles, throwing the small bike from side to side to maximize his power to the peddles. Just as the rider was getting to maximum speed he suddenly was thrown to the ground and was seen sprawled all over the path. “Dude you OK” Kevin yelled out to the downed rider.
The group slowed to see what they could do the assist this downed cyclist. There on the path was the young cyclist crank arm with peddle still attached.
The bikers then began a slow methodic search for the bolt that must have come out that would hold the crank arm on to the bottom bracket. It was also at this point that the group realized the Miguel was missing. Kevin headed back down the path in an effort to find Miguel while the others continued looking for the missing bolt. Within seconds Miguel was spotted coming down the hill on the path. Kevin quickly turned back to join the search for the missing bolt. No luck. Kevin stopped to inspect the crank arm and to determine if it could be slid back into place well enough for the young rider to get home.
“Hey the bolt is still in the Crank Arm, It must have just come loose, Anybody got an Allan wrench to loosen it, slide the crank arm on, and then tighten it down?” Steve Simpson came to the rescue and secured the crank arm on to the bike. The young rider immediately jumped on his prized position and sprinted on down the path.
The group now fully formed followed on down the path to the tunnel under highway 55. As the group entered the tunnel Kevin let out a “Yippy yi Oh” that echoed an amplified in the tunnel. This startled a woman jogger as she was exiting the tunnel at the other end. She stopped and looked to see what was going on behind her only to smile at the riders as they emerged from the dark bowls of the tunnel.
“Never stops being fun to yell and get the echo” she said in an ever knowing manner. “Nope” Kevin replied smiling back at her as they slid on past the lady.
The ride that day was completed in fine fashion with each rider getting what they wanted from the days effort. 46 mile at an average for the Hammer heads of 20+ mph and the Slugs average pace of 17 mph.
It was learned that ultimately the Hammer Heads splintered again near the finish with only 4 remaining for the final sprint.
Those remaining included
Dayn
Cope
Brain Farkas – jumping at the most opportune moment to take the win
Fast Doug.
The remaining contingency of the Hammer heads fell off the pace and rode to the finish somewhere between the front 4 and the Sluggish Slugs.
Sunday August 17 2008
The Roses RULE
"Captain Carbon" is born
Those in attendance were
Tim Travitz – Slow Tim
Kevin Smit – GOG
Theresa Smit
Jay Brainard
Sheila Augustine
Doug Augustine
Ryan Augustine – Fist time with the group ( Doug and Sheila’s high school aged Son).
Steve Cope (named later on the ride by Slow Tim as “Captain Carbon”)
Steve now has at least 4 nicknames from this group
First he was known as the “Chihuahua” for his high energy and constant nipping at your heals on the ride.
Second nickname was provided by Christy Miller who could not remember his nickname and artfully called him the “Angry Chipmunk”
Third nickname Steve has compares his weight to strength ration, his peskiness, and the ability to draft him as if one was trying to draft behind a “Gnat”.
On this ride Tim Travitz was so surprised by Steve’s abandonment of the “Steel is Real” club with the purchase of an all Carbon bike that Tim started calling Steve “Captain Carbon”.
With the group being somewhat smaller Kevin was altering the ride plan in his head. He was scheming to work the route and pace to allow the “Roses” and Testosterone (Thorns) riders to remain together. He was hoping to push the “Roses” to a new distance and average speed best ever effort. “Lets all try to ride together today” Kevin announced looking at “Captain Carbon” and Slow-Tim. “That’s cool with me, me two” they were both heard being supportive.
Keeping the route and plan to himself, Kevin led the group out on to familiar roads. The pack did a great job of keeping together. Kevin was very encouraged when the group was able to make the first climb in Preston Woods together. This is typically were the “Roses” fall immediately off the pace and the Thorns never look back. The group rode smooth during the early stages of the ride. Lots of chit chat (mostly from “Captain Carbon”) and at a pace of about 13 to 15 mph as the warm up continued all the way to “Ron’s Pull”.
This section of road is also known by the Roses as “Jay’s Run”. Jay like Ron loves to take the pull position and build the speed all the way to the T intersection. Out of pure respect the Thorns moved into position behind Jay as she slid into her place at the front of the draft line. Jay pulled the group along reaching speeds of 22 to 24 miles an hour. Kevin was 4th in line and could observe the cadence of the riders in front of him. “Captain Carbon” and Slow- Tim each spinning around 100 rpms and in the lead pulling like a locomotive was jay spinning at 38 rpms. She was in the biggest gears her bike had. The rest of the riders were still on the small chain ring in front – not ready yet for the thigh burn of pushing big gears. The pace line remained in tact with all riders drafting behind Jae until she waved the next in line to the pull position. Slow Tim took the lead and maintained the same pace established by Jae all the way to the T intersection. The pack traversed the quick right and left putting them on the launch pad for Carpenter Fire Station’s long fast run towards the Turn at Yates Store.
Doug took the reins on Carpenter Fire Station and pulled the pack along at 19 to 21 mph. The Roses and Thorns all worked together to help each other stay in close for optimal draft. Ryan was seen riding towards the front of the draft line to stay in close proximity to his dad. He would then drift back down the line to spend some quality time with his Mom who staged herself behind the wheel of the Kevin the “Biking GOG”.
The turn onto Yates Store had the group all scattering as each prepared for the fast downhill and tough climb known to the group as ‘UP Chuck”. Ryan was provided some guidance on how to watch for rough spots on the road and to prepare to shift early and often. Once that guidance was provided the group began looking at Steve Cope who they expected to set up for his attack of the Hill. Steve was also looking around to see who he could draft off of on the downhill with the intent to use that to sling shot into his attack.
As he was looking back Slow Tim slipped away, put his bike into high gear and charged full force down the hill. Steve eventually caught a glimpse of this maneuver and launched himself into the fray. The rest of the pack all began their decent individually with full attention being paid to the obstacles in the road, while keeping an eye on those riders around them. Kevin Coasted down the hill, put his bike into one of the middle gears. He tried to find one that would allow for a high cadence at the bottom of the hill, and not so high a gear that he would have to shift on the way up,( providing he could continue to keep the cadence high). Kevin’s Gear selection was a little too easy for the bottom of the hill forcing him to coast longer than desired so the peddle rpms would be able to match the bikes speed. This however did allow him to carry that same Gear thru 2/3rds of the climb. This technique also allowed Kevin to slide past Slow Tim, and Steve Cope who were both fixed on each other during their attack. As Kevin slid past them Steve Cope, “Captain Carbon”, Stood out of the saddle to increase his power stroke and to work to match Kevin’s momentum. “Well Done” Steve said to Kevin as he pulled alongside with at least the last third of the climb still ahead. “Thanks” Kevin replied as he looked over to see “Captain Carbon” grinning. Kevin realized immediately that Steve was riding effortlessly beside him and had strategically placed the tread of his front tire just inches ahead of Kevin’s. “You are toying with me” Kevin yelled to his tormentor. With that Steve continued to walk away easily cresting the hill just as Kevin’s heart rate maxed out with the tell tale sharp pain in his chest. Time to shut it down.
Once all riders had assembled at the top of “UP Chuck” Kevin requested that the group NOT do the normal turn but stay straight on Yates Store. This maneuver would eliminate the rolling hills that always shattered the previous attempts to keep the Roses and Thorns together. By staying straight the group was able to ride together and recover on the flat section of Road that led to the next right turn onto Luter Shop.
The right turn onto Luter Shop found Doug once again in the Pull Position. Doug maintained this spot for the majority of this length of road. Slow Tim and “Capn Carbon” both took short turns at the pull with Doug quickly taking back that spot.
A right turn onto 751 and the left onto Martha Chapel, “Rose Petal Pull”, had the group all slowing to consume water and to prepare for the fastest run of the day as they would push towards Lake Jordan.
Slow Tim established the draft line followed by “Capn Carbon”, Doug, Ryan, Kevin, Sheila, Theresa, and well in the back was Jae. This draft line remained intact for the first ½ mile as the speed gradually increased with Slow Tim at the lead. Then as if bored with the Pace Jae, working much like a locomotive, pulled out of the pace line and motored past each rider in the draft line. This then triggered Theresa and Sheila to fall in line behind Jae as the “Roses” took command of the Pace line. Within minutes the “Roses” were pushing the pace to 24 and 26 mph. This group of 3 riders each took turns pulling and then signaling the next to take the lead. They rotated in this configuration during the entire stretch of road. As the pace line closed in on Lake Jordan Theresa launched an attack with the help of the “Roses” who worked to block any counter attack from the “Thorns”. This was fun to watch and was coordinated so effectively that the Thorns could only sit back and marvel at the solid performance from this band of Bikers.
A right turn onto Farrington had the group pushing towards the gas station at Lystra. Slow Tim and “Capn Carbon” pulled away from the group and pushed hard towards that target. Ryan pulled himself out of the pack and charged forward in an effort to catch the runaway riders.
Once at the gas station each rider filled water bottles and visited with other bikers who use this land mark as a scheduled stop.
As the group continued to recover they were joined by the 86 year old Strawberry Picking rider that Steve Cope had attacked several rides ago. We learned that he rides about 20 miles a day. We all agreed we wanted to grow up to be just like him.
Once everyone had rested Kevin announced that the route on to the finish would not be back in the direction just traveled. “We are going to take the Roses on some new roads for them” he informed the group. “How much further is it than going back the way we came” Jae wanted to know. “Oh it is about the same distance, in fact it might only be 15 miles vs 20 if we were to go back the way we came.” Kevin said with a gleam in his eye.
With that the group was off headed past Lystra on Farrington and the y intersection that then put them onto Old Farrington road. The “Roses” were beginning to tire at this point and the pack had a hard time keeping all riders in the draft line. Kevin hung back with Sheila, and Ryan as Slow Tim, Doug, and “Capn Carbon” pushed the bigger gears and higher speeds. The group was now split into 3 clumps as the riders worked to stay single file while heavier traffic worked to share the road with the riders. As the miles unfolded the middle pack could see Doug splintering off of the lead group. “Lets go get him” Ryan suggested to Kevin. “Have at it, see if you can run him down” Kevin said encouraging the young rider to run down his dad.
Ryan jumped into action and almost accomplished his goal before the road came to an end at the next T intersection. A quick right followed by another quick right onto Stagecoach had the pack back together.
Kevin set the pace and worked to hold the stronger riders at bay so the “Roses” would not be destroyed with the pace. This lasted the entire length of Stagecoach. Stagecoach is a nice smooth section of road with easy hills, little traffic, and a fair amount of shade. As the group closed in on the next T intersection Sheila was heard to say “I really Like Stagecoach”.
The group now had to make a right turn onto the busy 751 and its two or three climbs. This sun was now in full force and the “Roses” were starting to wilt. Kevin again worked to control the pace on this section of road knowing that the traffic would add to the challenge the “Rose’s” were dealing with.
The left turn onto OlKelly put the riders on to a section of road that was more country like. It had lots of rolling hills, no shoulders, and some sections that were not as smooth to ride as one would like. The traffic also proved to be an issue. Normally this section of road has very limited traffic. The issue on this day’s ride was with one car that refused to pass the “Roses” as they trudged their way towards the next turn. This car then blocked several others from being able to pass due to the blind curves, hills, and continuous double yellow lines. This lasted for several miles as the “Rose’s” anxiety continued to rise with each new car now in tow behind them.
Finally Jae found a small area alongside the road, pulled the “Roses” off the road, and waved the convoy of cars to pass.
It was also along this section of Road that “Capn Carbon” began to sneeze non stop. The only explanation for his sneeze attacks is that he is allergic to CARBON. He had been on this new all CARBON bike for the last 4 days and his tolerance for “CARBON FIBER” had been exceeded. The only known cure is to go back to FULL STEEL.
A short pause was provided as the riders all assembled on the “Yet opened” section of Yates Store.
Slow Tim, “Capn Carbon”, Ryan, and Doug all used this new pavement to push themselves hard towards the next left turn onto Carpenter Fire Station Road. This left turn would point the riders towards the finish about 7 miles away.
Kevin continued to keep in contact with the “Roses” to ensure they continued to press on with the challenge he had provided them. They each did a great job of tucking in behind him as they worked to keep the average pace at a new record for that group. Kevin would periodically glance in his mirror to see the white teethy smile of Sheila who was continuing to ride strong behind him.
The two Groups each pushed the pace as they headed towards the last section of road that would take them off of Carpenter Fire Station and onto the road that runs past Green Hope High School.
On that section of Road “Capn Carbon” always can be counted on to charge hard towards the finish. Joining him in that effort was Slow Tim, Ryan, and Doug. The “Roses’ and their single Thorn maintained 19 mph on that last section of road. The turn onto High House had each rider now doing their best to take advantage of any downhill and timing their approach to intersections in an effort to hit the lights all green.
On into the finish had the “Roses” covering 40 miles at an average speed of 16.8 mph. A best for that distance and pace for the group. Job well done.
The "Roses" RULE.
Cope goes full Carbon
In attendance
Those riding with the Testosterone (Thorns) group
Steve Cope - Sporting a brand new Full Carbon Kestrel that he stole from some lady off of Craigs list.
Brian Farkas – Keeping it real on Steel
Tim Devinney (fast Tim – the Love Train)
Doug Sorry Doug can’t remember your last name(Fast Doug)
Pat and Rich Hunt – Both Hammer heads
Suzan and Dayn Mc Bee– First time for Dayn with this group ( he did not crash so maybe he will be back)
Ron and Tracy Clanton – on the tandem
Todd Pechner – Slow Todd
Steve Simpson
Kevin Smit – the biking GOG (Glistening Older Gentleman)
Miguel – First time with the group and first time on the bike since July.
Davin Perkins
John Majikes – continuing to build up for his ride across the US in the summer of 2009.
Those riding with the Roses
Dani Devinney
Christy Pechner (not Christine Damn it)
Sheila Augustine
Patty Lewis
Jae Brainard – I am spinning more (at least 35 rpms) - The Spinster.
Lori Crossland – first time riding with the group ( Welcome to the madness Lori )
Theresa Smit
The Thorns were set to ride a new route that included several miles of roads outside of Apex. The “Roses” elected to cover some of the standard roads with hopes of doing 30 to 35 miles. The two groups headed out onto the roads traveling through the Preston Woods neighborhood with the “Roses” leading the way. IT was at the turn onto “Ron’s Pull” were the two groups went their separate ways.
The Thorns turned left headed for High House and the roads that would wined thru the Cary neighborhoods onto Holt and Old Jenks, and into Apex on Salem/old US 1.
Kevin had scouted this route out and included the plan in his previous email to the group. He also developed and provided a cue sheet for those that wanted one at the start. His preparation and communications of the route would allow for those that wanted to ride on ahead to do so without concern for keeping the pack together. Kevin would ride near the back to ensure all riders made the turns, and because he is unable to ride with the Hammer heads for more than 10 yards.
This route provided lots of rolling hills, limited vehicle traffic, and at least 3 long high speed stretches of road.
The group splintered early as the Hammer heads made their first attack up the hill headed towards Holt.
They all hovered there waiting for the majority of the pack to catch up before jumping on the gears. Kevin knew at this point that there was no way the Hammer heads would be contained. Each one of them could be seen twitching as they hovered at the intersection, each looking to see who would lead them out. It was Slow Todd that provoked the pack to go. He made is move once he saw the last straggler slowly come into view from the bottom of the first climb.
As that rider continued to make their way towards the turn the Hammer heads were already scampering down Jenks working to form an efficient pace line.
The Hammer heads established themselves early and were made up of all those excluding
Kevin Smit
Miguel
John Majikes
Ron and Tracy Clanton – except later on the fast stretch on Tingen were they lead the charge at over 30 mph.
The next time the Hammer heads were seen by the stragglers was after the rail road tracks on Tingen. This time they allowed the stragglers to all arrive prior to the next attack. This was mainly due to the fact most of the Hammer heads had either ridden back towards the stragglers, or were slowly circling in a School parking lot. The slow momentum of the stragglers actually caught the Hammer Heads off guard as the slow parade of bikers continued on past the circling vultures.
By the time all were gathered the Stragglers had formed the front of the pace line. The Hammer Heads were still scrambling to establish themselves as the pace was increased by Ron and Tracy (the Tandem Team). This team worked the gears and rpms pulling the pack into speeds over 30 miles an hour.
The Tandem Team set up the momentum for the next series of attacks. The first coming from a group consisting of Pat, Rich, Slow Todd, Brain, Mr. Bridenbaug, and Fast Doug. This group pulled past the Tandem team and established a gap between themselves and those in tow behind the tandem. Kevin was the next to jump. He past the tandem doing 35 miles an hour, his best speed to date not going downhill. Kevin’s Solo attack was not good enough to close the gap on those ahead, and was used by Dayn (Crash Gordon) to help him jump the gap that Kevin could not close. As Kevin did everything he could to hold the 35 miles an hour Dayn screamed past so fast that the colors in Dayn’s jersey blended together forming and orange/yellow glow.
Kevin was then past by the rest of the Hammer Heads in this order.
Suzan, Steve, Fast Tim, Davin, Steve Cope.
Kevin was then past by the Tandem, Miguel, and John Majikes.
Yes Kevin was now in his familiar spot – LAST.
After several miles of fast pace line work Tingen morphed into a series of Rolling Hills as it also changed its name to Woods Creek.
The rolling hills shuffled the order of riders at each downhill and subsequent climb. Kevin was past and then past many of the same riders as each would find their method of traversing this section of road. As Woods Creek made its last long climb towards the left turn onto Friendship Brian Farkas was seen falling back off the pace towards those riders brining up the rear. Kevin being one of those was later passed effortlessly by Brian as he sprinted from the last passion to regain his spot with the Hammer Heads as they closed in on the intersection. Obviously the Hammer Heads had not attacked the series of hills hard enough for Brian and he had to create his own challenge just to get a work out. He later claimed that he wanted to make sure everyone in the rear was OK. Brian never worries about those in the rear. He only worries about those in front or about those preparing to make an attack.
The Hammer Heads were all stopped at the intersection by the time Kevin and his band of stragglers arrived. Kevin noticed that many had laid their bikes down and were resting on the side of the road having had enough time for a power nap before those trailing would arrive.
Left turn onto Friendship road set the stage for another slow build of momentum as this road much like Tingen has lots of opportunities for a high Speed pace line to form. Just as the pack began to form a Solo TriASSholete rushed past the group. “Go get em Cope” was the cry from the pack. Steve was seen looking around in anticipation of others willing to join him in the pursuit. The only one DUMB enough to go was Slow Todd. Slow Todd can always be counted on in Joining Steve Cope on any and all “impossible missions”. By the time these two organized themselves the distant rider was well out of sight around the next curve.
The next time the pack saw Steve and Slow Todd they were circling at another intersection waiting to rejoin the group. Due to the many twists and turns on this road the Pack was unable to witness the chase down (that may have happened). It is interesting that the two riders elected to wait for the pack in an area where there was no way to confirm a successful capture of the elusive TriASSholete.
The pack was all together with the next left turn onto New Holland road. No one was trailing the pack as all riders had worked to stay in the pace line leading to this intersection.
New Holland was a short run with a hill climb just prior to the right turn onto Shearon Harris Road.
The Hammer Heads had obviously used the run on Friendship to rest, recover, and prep for the next series of attacks that would take place on Shearon Harris.
As if someone shot a starters pistol the Hammer Heads all took flight down Shearon Harris road, not to be seen again until the left turn onto Old US 1 some 3.5 miles later.
At the intersection of Old US 1 and Shearon Harris Road a gentleman in a pick up truck stopped to inform the group of riders that he owned a warehouse just down the road on old US1. He offered to let the group park in his parking lot and use that as their start and finish spot. He was thanked heavily by the group. Each of the bikers looked surprised as the driver waved good by – requesting they all have a safe ride. “WOW, a supportive Pick Up Truck Driver”, “I have never met one of those” was the response from Kevin to the group.
Mr. Bridenbaugh turned right at the intersection and waved good-by to the group as he headed towards home early.
The pack made the left turn onto old US1 and rode single file as they looked for the next right turn onto Beaver Creek Road. Beaver Creek Road is heavily traveled by bicyclists in pace lines. The 6.5 miles that make up this road are smooth with slight inclines and sections of shade, and minimal head winds from the protective layer of trees lining both sides of the road. A perfect place to organize a sustained pace line.
The Hammer heads proved once again that their recovery rate is quick compared to the sluggish Stragglers. Once again the riders splintered into the two groups in a matter of a few revolutions of the crank arms.
Kevin and his slugs met the Hammer Heads at the gas station on 64 and Beaver Creek Road. The Hammer Heads had already consumed Gater Aid, filled water bottles, had their bio-breaks, and another power nap before the trailing riders had made this scheduled stop.
Across highway 64 onto Farrington and the short run towards Hortons Pond kept the group in tact as they all rode single file.
Right turn onto Hortons Pond and again those ready to attack were unleashed. Hotons Pond’s 2 mile stretch is filled with rolling hills making a perfect spot for multiple attacks. No time was wasted as the Hammer Heads broke into small attack teams each attacking the other. Fast Tim was a little slow to respond. Upon looking around he realized he was ridding with the SLUGs. This was not what he was prepared to do so he immediately dropped his head and powered on to join one of the attack teams.
What the Hammer Heads did not realize is that the SLUGS also formed attack teams. They were seen challenging each other on several occasions causing the Slugs to splinter. The Slugs attacks unfolded as if filmed with high speed camera’s and played back in slow motion. The attacks were so subtle that many of those being attacked did not recognize the event.
At the end of Horon’s pond the Hammer Heads were again circling and acting very nervous. The short 2 miles was not enough to burn off the attack instinct and they were each itching for more.
Kevin recognizing this primordial emotion in those riders he suggested the Hammer Heads go on and not wait any more for the SLUGS. “You guys know the way in, I will act as Sweep to make sure all get to the end safely”.
Before Kevin finished his sentence Dayn, Cope, Brian, Pat, Rich, and Fast Doug all headed for the next turn onto Luther. They were immediately followed by Suzan, Slow Todd, and Fast Tim.
Davin looked at the sluggish group of riders and elected to start heading toward the finish with them.
“you are my ride home Kevin so I will ride with you” Davin was heard informing the group. So the remaining riders consisting of Steve, Kevin, Davin, John, Ron, Tracy, and Miguel (first ride since early July) all clipped in and headed towards the last few miles towards home. “You picked one of our longest and fastest rides to date to join the group Miguel” Kevin said in a consoling tone.
The Hammer Heads did not look back, they did not take a head count to see who was with them and who was not, they just disappeared.
The remainder of the ride was similar to the run on Horton Pond. The rolling hills on Luther started out steep with a fast downhill followed by a slow grade to the right turn onto Green Level.
Green Level had two good climbs with one long fast downhill to the right turn onto Green Level Church road. The Slugs did a great job of staying in an organized pace line on the last section of Green Level reaching speeds of 26 mph.
John Majikes waved goodbye to the group as they turned onto the bike path. John Continued past this spot as he was headed for home. The bike path is a great 4 mile cool down after a long fast ride. The trailing group of riders each slowed as they maneuvered the twist and turns, and dodged the runners, walkers, dogs on leashes, and young kids on bikes that were all taking advantage of this great path.
About half way down the path a Young Cyclist on a BMX bike was riding towards the group when he turned and began to race as if to beat the pack to some imaginary finish line ( a young Steve Cope in the making). This young rider was seen standing on the peddles, throwing the small bike from side to side to maximize his power to the peddles. Just as the rider was getting to maximum speed he suddenly was thrown to the ground and was seen sprawled all over the path. “Dude you OK” Kevin yelled out to the downed rider.
The group slowed to see what they could do the assist this downed cyclist. There on the path was the young cyclist crank arm with peddle still attached.
The bikers then began a slow methodic search for the bolt that must have come out that would hold the crank arm on to the bottom bracket. It was also at this point that the group realized the Miguel was missing. Kevin headed back down the path in an effort to find Miguel while the others continued looking for the missing bolt. Within seconds Miguel was spotted coming down the hill on the path. Kevin quickly turned back to join the search for the missing bolt. No luck. Kevin stopped to inspect the crank arm and to determine if it could be slid back into place well enough for the young rider to get home.
“Hey the bolt is still in the Crank Arm, It must have just come loose, Anybody got an Allan wrench to loosen it, slide the crank arm on, and then tighten it down?” Steve Simpson came to the rescue and secured the crank arm on to the bike. The young rider immediately jumped on his prized position and sprinted on down the path.
The group now fully formed followed on down the path to the tunnel under highway 55. As the group entered the tunnel Kevin let out a “Yippy yi Oh” that echoed an amplified in the tunnel. This startled a woman jogger as she was exiting the tunnel at the other end. She stopped and looked to see what was going on behind her only to smile at the riders as they emerged from the dark bowls of the tunnel.
“Never stops being fun to yell and get the echo” she said in an ever knowing manner. “Nope” Kevin replied smiling back at her as they slid on past the lady.
The ride that day was completed in fine fashion with each rider getting what they wanted from the days effort. 46 mile at an average for the Hammer heads of 20+ mph and the Slugs average pace of 17 mph.
It was learned that ultimately the Hammer Heads splintered again near the finish with only 4 remaining for the final sprint.
Those remaining included
Dayn
Cope
Brain Farkas – jumping at the most opportune moment to take the win
Fast Doug.
The remaining contingency of the Hammer heads fell off the pace and rode to the finish somewhere between the front 4 and the Sluggish Slugs.
Sunday August 17 2008
The Roses RULE
"Captain Carbon" is born
Those in attendance were
Tim Travitz – Slow Tim
Kevin Smit – GOG
Theresa Smit
Jay Brainard
Sheila Augustine
Doug Augustine
Ryan Augustine – Fist time with the group ( Doug and Sheila’s high school aged Son).
Steve Cope (named later on the ride by Slow Tim as “Captain Carbon”)
Steve now has at least 4 nicknames from this group
First he was known as the “Chihuahua” for his high energy and constant nipping at your heals on the ride.
Second nickname was provided by Christy Miller who could not remember his nickname and artfully called him the “Angry Chipmunk”
Third nickname Steve has compares his weight to strength ration, his peskiness, and the ability to draft him as if one was trying to draft behind a “Gnat”.
On this ride Tim Travitz was so surprised by Steve’s abandonment of the “Steel is Real” club with the purchase of an all Carbon bike that Tim started calling Steve “Captain Carbon”.
With the group being somewhat smaller Kevin was altering the ride plan in his head. He was scheming to work the route and pace to allow the “Roses” and Testosterone (Thorns) riders to remain together. He was hoping to push the “Roses” to a new distance and average speed best ever effort. “Lets all try to ride together today” Kevin announced looking at “Captain Carbon” and Slow-Tim. “That’s cool with me, me two” they were both heard being supportive.
Keeping the route and plan to himself, Kevin led the group out on to familiar roads. The pack did a great job of keeping together. Kevin was very encouraged when the group was able to make the first climb in Preston Woods together. This is typically were the “Roses” fall immediately off the pace and the Thorns never look back. The group rode smooth during the early stages of the ride. Lots of chit chat (mostly from “Captain Carbon”) and at a pace of about 13 to 15 mph as the warm up continued all the way to “Ron’s Pull”.
This section of road is also known by the Roses as “Jay’s Run”. Jay like Ron loves to take the pull position and build the speed all the way to the T intersection. Out of pure respect the Thorns moved into position behind Jay as she slid into her place at the front of the draft line. Jay pulled the group along reaching speeds of 22 to 24 miles an hour. Kevin was 4th in line and could observe the cadence of the riders in front of him. “Captain Carbon” and Slow- Tim each spinning around 100 rpms and in the lead pulling like a locomotive was jay spinning at 38 rpms. She was in the biggest gears her bike had. The rest of the riders were still on the small chain ring in front – not ready yet for the thigh burn of pushing big gears. The pace line remained in tact with all riders drafting behind Jae until she waved the next in line to the pull position. Slow Tim took the lead and maintained the same pace established by Jae all the way to the T intersection. The pack traversed the quick right and left putting them on the launch pad for Carpenter Fire Station’s long fast run towards the Turn at Yates Store.
Doug took the reins on Carpenter Fire Station and pulled the pack along at 19 to 21 mph. The Roses and Thorns all worked together to help each other stay in close for optimal draft. Ryan was seen riding towards the front of the draft line to stay in close proximity to his dad. He would then drift back down the line to spend some quality time with his Mom who staged herself behind the wheel of the Kevin the “Biking GOG”.
The turn onto Yates Store had the group all scattering as each prepared for the fast downhill and tough climb known to the group as ‘UP Chuck”. Ryan was provided some guidance on how to watch for rough spots on the road and to prepare to shift early and often. Once that guidance was provided the group began looking at Steve Cope who they expected to set up for his attack of the Hill. Steve was also looking around to see who he could draft off of on the downhill with the intent to use that to sling shot into his attack.
As he was looking back Slow Tim slipped away, put his bike into high gear and charged full force down the hill. Steve eventually caught a glimpse of this maneuver and launched himself into the fray. The rest of the pack all began their decent individually with full attention being paid to the obstacles in the road, while keeping an eye on those riders around them. Kevin Coasted down the hill, put his bike into one of the middle gears. He tried to find one that would allow for a high cadence at the bottom of the hill, and not so high a gear that he would have to shift on the way up,( providing he could continue to keep the cadence high). Kevin’s Gear selection was a little too easy for the bottom of the hill forcing him to coast longer than desired so the peddle rpms would be able to match the bikes speed. This however did allow him to carry that same Gear thru 2/3rds of the climb. This technique also allowed Kevin to slide past Slow Tim, and Steve Cope who were both fixed on each other during their attack. As Kevin slid past them Steve Cope, “Captain Carbon”, Stood out of the saddle to increase his power stroke and to work to match Kevin’s momentum. “Well Done” Steve said to Kevin as he pulled alongside with at least the last third of the climb still ahead. “Thanks” Kevin replied as he looked over to see “Captain Carbon” grinning. Kevin realized immediately that Steve was riding effortlessly beside him and had strategically placed the tread of his front tire just inches ahead of Kevin’s. “You are toying with me” Kevin yelled to his tormentor. With that Steve continued to walk away easily cresting the hill just as Kevin’s heart rate maxed out with the tell tale sharp pain in his chest. Time to shut it down.
Once all riders had assembled at the top of “UP Chuck” Kevin requested that the group NOT do the normal turn but stay straight on Yates Store. This maneuver would eliminate the rolling hills that always shattered the previous attempts to keep the Roses and Thorns together. By staying straight the group was able to ride together and recover on the flat section of Road that led to the next right turn onto Luter Shop.
The right turn onto Luter Shop found Doug once again in the Pull Position. Doug maintained this spot for the majority of this length of road. Slow Tim and “Capn Carbon” both took short turns at the pull with Doug quickly taking back that spot.
A right turn onto 751 and the left onto Martha Chapel, “Rose Petal Pull”, had the group all slowing to consume water and to prepare for the fastest run of the day as they would push towards Lake Jordan.
Slow Tim established the draft line followed by “Capn Carbon”, Doug, Ryan, Kevin, Sheila, Theresa, and well in the back was Jae. This draft line remained intact for the first ½ mile as the speed gradually increased with Slow Tim at the lead. Then as if bored with the Pace Jae, working much like a locomotive, pulled out of the pace line and motored past each rider in the draft line. This then triggered Theresa and Sheila to fall in line behind Jae as the “Roses” took command of the Pace line. Within minutes the “Roses” were pushing the pace to 24 and 26 mph. This group of 3 riders each took turns pulling and then signaling the next to take the lead. They rotated in this configuration during the entire stretch of road. As the pace line closed in on Lake Jordan Theresa launched an attack with the help of the “Roses” who worked to block any counter attack from the “Thorns”. This was fun to watch and was coordinated so effectively that the Thorns could only sit back and marvel at the solid performance from this band of Bikers.
A right turn onto Farrington had the group pushing towards the gas station at Lystra. Slow Tim and “Capn Carbon” pulled away from the group and pushed hard towards that target. Ryan pulled himself out of the pack and charged forward in an effort to catch the runaway riders.
Once at the gas station each rider filled water bottles and visited with other bikers who use this land mark as a scheduled stop.
As the group continued to recover they were joined by the 86 year old Strawberry Picking rider that Steve Cope had attacked several rides ago. We learned that he rides about 20 miles a day. We all agreed we wanted to grow up to be just like him.
Once everyone had rested Kevin announced that the route on to the finish would not be back in the direction just traveled. “We are going to take the Roses on some new roads for them” he informed the group. “How much further is it than going back the way we came” Jae wanted to know. “Oh it is about the same distance, in fact it might only be 15 miles vs 20 if we were to go back the way we came.” Kevin said with a gleam in his eye.
With that the group was off headed past Lystra on Farrington and the y intersection that then put them onto Old Farrington road. The “Roses” were beginning to tire at this point and the pack had a hard time keeping all riders in the draft line. Kevin hung back with Sheila, and Ryan as Slow Tim, Doug, and “Capn Carbon” pushed the bigger gears and higher speeds. The group was now split into 3 clumps as the riders worked to stay single file while heavier traffic worked to share the road with the riders. As the miles unfolded the middle pack could see Doug splintering off of the lead group. “Lets go get him” Ryan suggested to Kevin. “Have at it, see if you can run him down” Kevin said encouraging the young rider to run down his dad.
Ryan jumped into action and almost accomplished his goal before the road came to an end at the next T intersection. A quick right followed by another quick right onto Stagecoach had the pack back together.
Kevin set the pace and worked to hold the stronger riders at bay so the “Roses” would not be destroyed with the pace. This lasted the entire length of Stagecoach. Stagecoach is a nice smooth section of road with easy hills, little traffic, and a fair amount of shade. As the group closed in on the next T intersection Sheila was heard to say “I really Like Stagecoach”.
The group now had to make a right turn onto the busy 751 and its two or three climbs. This sun was now in full force and the “Roses” were starting to wilt. Kevin again worked to control the pace on this section of road knowing that the traffic would add to the challenge the “Rose’s” were dealing with.
The left turn onto OlKelly put the riders on to a section of road that was more country like. It had lots of rolling hills, no shoulders, and some sections that were not as smooth to ride as one would like. The traffic also proved to be an issue. Normally this section of road has very limited traffic. The issue on this day’s ride was with one car that refused to pass the “Roses” as they trudged their way towards the next turn. This car then blocked several others from being able to pass due to the blind curves, hills, and continuous double yellow lines. This lasted for several miles as the “Rose’s” anxiety continued to rise with each new car now in tow behind them.
Finally Jae found a small area alongside the road, pulled the “Roses” off the road, and waved the convoy of cars to pass.
It was also along this section of Road that “Capn Carbon” began to sneeze non stop. The only explanation for his sneeze attacks is that he is allergic to CARBON. He had been on this new all CARBON bike for the last 4 days and his tolerance for “CARBON FIBER” had been exceeded. The only known cure is to go back to FULL STEEL.
A short pause was provided as the riders all assembled on the “Yet opened” section of Yates Store.
Slow Tim, “Capn Carbon”, Ryan, and Doug all used this new pavement to push themselves hard towards the next left turn onto Carpenter Fire Station Road. This left turn would point the riders towards the finish about 7 miles away.
Kevin continued to keep in contact with the “Roses” to ensure they continued to press on with the challenge he had provided them. They each did a great job of tucking in behind him as they worked to keep the average pace at a new record for that group. Kevin would periodically glance in his mirror to see the white teethy smile of Sheila who was continuing to ride strong behind him.
The two Groups each pushed the pace as they headed towards the last section of road that would take them off of Carpenter Fire Station and onto the road that runs past Green Hope High School.
On that section of Road “Capn Carbon” always can be counted on to charge hard towards the finish. Joining him in that effort was Slow Tim, Ryan, and Doug. The “Roses’ and their single Thorn maintained 19 mph on that last section of road. The turn onto High House had each rider now doing their best to take advantage of any downhill and timing their approach to intersections in an effort to hit the lights all green.
On into the finish had the “Roses” covering 40 miles at an average speed of 16.8 mph. A best for that distance and pace for the group. Job well done.
The "Roses" RULE.
Sunday, August 03, 2008
First weekend in August - Largest participation todate.
Saturday August 2nd.
Those in attendance
Josh Carter
Ron Clanton
Kevin Smit
Coach Dotson
John Majikes
Steve Ham… ( Back from RAGBRAI )
Tim Travitz (Slow Tim)
Tim Devinney (Fast Tim) (also know known as the LOVE TRAIN)
Dani Devinney
Steve ???? – can’t remember his last name (Friend of the Danzey’s)
Jeff Roussel
Jarrett Campbell (Friend of Jeffs – on the ride with the group for the first time)
Ken Pikulik (Friend of Jeff and Jarretts – on the ride with the group for the first time)
Katie McKeithan (Friend of Stacy and Eric – This was her first ride with the group) (she is also famous for being the cyclist that was run off the road a few weeks ago and Eric was with her at that time) ( happy to have her back in the saddle).
Mike Whaley – first time with the weekend riders – Gave the Hammer heads a run for their money.
Stacy Danzey
Eric Danzey
Theresa Smit
Sheila Augustine
Jae Brainard
Patty Lewis
Nicole Lewis
Davin Perkins
Rositta Perkins
Suzan McBee
Steve Sparano
Carolyn Sparano
Christine Miller
Click here to see those at the start.
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| A record turnout for Saturday August 2, 2008 |
Points to share.
- Number of participants is the largest of the season due to Steve Cope announcing he would not be there on Saturday.
- Peloton could not be controlled. Several times during the ride the Peleton would increase speeds splintering the group into at least 3 separate smaller chase groups.
- Reverse route going out Holt and Old Jenks, past the water treatment plant on Wimberly, left onto Green Level, left onto Luther, short jog over to Horton Pond and the first unscheduled stop – where Josh left his morning pop tart in the bushes. (Do not eat a high fiber wheat POP Tart and then ride hard.)
- Left onto Farrington, first scheduled stop at gas station on 64 and Farrington. Fast Tim First to arrive and purchase water for all. Ken and Jarrett discussed an alternate path back towards Cary as it was Ken’s longest ride of the season. They both promised to return and ride some more with the group.
- Fast Run down 64 to the right turn on Big Woods
- Big Woods was concurred by several strong pulls the most Monumental from Nicole.
- Big Woods is also the scene of a near head on collision with a SUV that was passing the Peloton and an on coming Car. (DUMB ASS DRIVERS).
- Second Unscheduled stop at end of Big Woods and the right turn on Jack Bennet – Where Nicole BONKED from her Herculean efforts. At this stop Jeff offered Nicole a hit from his bag of powder. He claims it was electrolytes, but instructed Nicole to snort it thru a $20 bill he had rolled for her.
- At the intersection of Lystra and Farrington the group was slowing for the light and anticipating the next planned stop at the gas station there when a lady in another SUV started shouting at the group to ride in the BIKE LANE. There is no Bike lane on this section of road. Kevin took the opportunity to attempt to educate this driver on the rules of the road. He informed the driver that Bicyclists are considered Vehicles in the State of NC and as such are expected to obey the rules of the road, and as Vehicles are entitled to the same rules/privileges as any other Vehicle. In other words a bicycle is entitled to a full lane if safety is an issue due to debris, potholes, etc. The driver of the SUV informed Kevin that she was a Lawyer and that BIKES are Not considered vehicles and need to ride were they belong in the bike lanes. Kevin realized that not all Lawyers are created equal and if the Bar Exam could not educate her, then he did not have a chance to either.
- At the second scheduled stop water bottles were filled again.
- At this stop Christy was heard explaining to the group how she was rescued by Kevin and the Thorns early last season, and how they felt sorry for her and let her join the ride that day. Kevin corrected the reason and informed Christy and the group that she was allowed to join because Kevin had falling in Love with her the first time he saw her.
She then informed him he needed to get in line and that he was not anywhere near the top of her list. This is no way to Treat a GOG. - Nicole jumped into the fray and claimed that GOG really stands for Glistening Old Grand Father.
- Back into the saddles and headed down Farrington towards “Kevin’s Crawl”
- Fast Tim used this section of road to Sing to Christy who was now the focus of all the Testosterone on the ride. The competition was no longer who would be the first to attack but became who would be the first on Christy’s list. Fast Tim took no time to set the stage for his play for this top spot and was heard singing “Love Train” to Christy as they road together towards “Kevin’s Crawl”.
- Turn onto Holland Chapel had the group circling to allow the crooners to gather.
- The next turn was at the strawberry patch and the run down Luter Shop towards Cary.
- Before White Oak Kevin sent word up front to turn at Yates Store and do the Hills of Cary Glenn known as “Nicole’s Roller Coaster”.
- This section of Luter Shop had the Peloton splintered again into at least 3 major groups all doing their own thing.
- As the trailing group was closing in on Yates Store Kevin learned that Eric’s left knee was hurting him. Knowing there was several more hills that lay ahead Kevin devised an alternate finish for Eric that would be flat and still provide the same mileage as originally planned. Kevin then led Eric, Ron, and Steve Ham… towards that alternate route. In doing so he and the 3 others ran past the turn at Yates Store and “Nicole’s Roller Coaster”. Once the group was headed well on their way in the alternate finish Kevin pulled away and headed towards the intersection where “Nicole’s Roller Coaster” emerges from Cary Glenn. He did this in anticipation that the group might be waiting there for the stragglers.
- Kevin later learned that the group led by Davin actually waited at the beginning of “Nicole’s Roller Coaster” and went back to Luter Shop looking for Kevin and the others.
- So everyone tried to do the right thing and in the end missed each other. DUH.
Thorns complete 47 miles at 17.7 pace.
Roses cover 36 miles at a 14.6 mph pace.
Sunday August 3rd.
Those electing to ride even though Cope is there.
Kevin Smit
Theresa Smit
Coach Dotson
Jae Brainard
Patty Lewis
Kobi Goodloe ( first time with the group – Coach brought her to the ride)
Steve Cope
Brian Farkas
Steve Sparano (Sporadic Steve)
Jarrett Campbell
Jim Palistrant
Tim Travitz (Slow Tim)
Highlights and lowlights of the ride.
Clearly most riders do not want to be at the ride if Steve Cope might be there. Saturdays ride was the largest in attendance for the entire season after Steve had announced that he would not be. Sunday the number of Thorns was cut by more than half since Steve indicated he would be there on that day.
The route was a combination of the standard 35 mile route however the second half continued past the gas station at Lystra. It then wound back towards Cary traveling on Old Farrington, Stage Coach, part of 751, Okelly Chapel Road, and back into Cary on (yet opened) Yates Store.
Points of interest on this Sunday Ride.
No one shows up because Steve Cope is expected to ride.
At the intersection of Okelly Chapel Road, Steve Cope jumps across the intersection in front of car then points at car and announces “Car Back” for all the other riders. What Steve did not know is that all the riders were already yelling “Car Back” long before he elected to dart out in front of it. This is a tactic that he has learned from the Wednesday night Hammer Heads. That group will jump the red lights and do anything they can to jump thru small openings in traffic to trap the trailing riders allowing themselves to get away, and splinter the group.
Another point of interest for those riding with Cope and Farkas.
Brian Farkas is notorious for timing his attacks.
The scenario follows this pattern.
Brian rides in at the end of the Peloton for the first 3 or 4 miles.
He positions himself in the middle of the pack as the attack point looms within 1 mile.
He allows himself to move steadily towards the pull position in anticipation of the attack.
If he finds himself in third position with more distance to travel before the attack he falls back in line.
If he finds himself in second position prior to an attack he quickly moves to pull position, pulls for just a brief moment and then falls back in line in 3rd or 4th position and shifts gears in anticipation of the attack.
Brian will never pull up a hill.
After the days ride
Kevin, Theresa, Coach, and Sporadic Sparano all went to the Smit’s.
They drank beer, cleaned bikes, changed Coaches Chain, and eat 5 gallons of Maple View Dairy Banana ICE CREAM, all in that order. Oh Yea and Drank Beer.
Roses had a personal best as a group covering 35 miles at 15.6 miles per hour average.
Thorns road 42miles at an average of 17.5 mph.
Stay tuned to see how long Coach’s chain stays in tacked.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Riding with a GOG
Sunday Recover Ride (NOT)
July 27th.
Riding with a GOG.
Those in attendance
Kevin and Theresa Smit
Steve Cope
Bryan Farkas
Tom Plant
Slow Tim (Tim Travitz just back from trip to China)
Slow Todd – who met the group later on the road.
Nicole Lewis
Nate Poerschke – Nicole’s boy friend
Stephen Marks – a friend of Nicoles and riding with the group for the first time
Jeffrey Roussel – a first time with the weekend group (regular on Wednesday rides with mello Vello riders)
Susan McBee – first time with the weekend group ( regular on Wednesday rides with Mello Vello riders)
The Hammer Heads had arrived suggesting the chances for a recovery ride was dwindling fast.
After brief introductions the pack headed out onto High House and the Preston Woods neighborhood. Kevin was already working hard at the back of the pack with little hope of hanging on for the entire ride. Theresa was there with him as they turned to make the first climb of the day. The hammer heads were already climbing out of the saddles as Kevin debated on following their lead or shift to easier gears and relax as best he could on the first climb of the day.
CRUNCH, GRIND, WRENCH, and then suddenly silence.
The noise came from behind.
Kevin and others turned to see who was struggling with the gears.
Theresa was stopped on the side of the road.
The chain from her bike was lying on the road under her bike.
“I broke my chain, I broke my Chain” she said in disbelief and yet with a flair of pride in her voice.
Not everyone has the strength to break a chain she thought to her self.
Most of the Hammer Heads stopped at the crest of the hill, never go down a hill you just climbed. Kevin and a few others who had returned to assist, pondered how to resolve the problem.
“I will just walk home” was Theresa’s immediate resolution.
“I have a master link we can fix it with” was Jeff’s solid suggestion.
“Aw just take a link out and put the chain back together, It will never miss the link and should work fine” was Tim’s expert advice. This solution came from his personal experience of having broken a chain a couple of seasons ago.
As history will recall Tim was found by the group a couple of seasons ago while he was making a phone call home to have someone come and get him. Steve Sparano who was on the ride that fabled day had a chain break tool and offered to fix the lone riders chain on the spot. Tim refused the repair, thanked the group for the help, was invited by the group to join the ride next weekend once his bike was repaired. The next time the group saw Tim was at the start of one of the weekend rides sporting a new High End Cervelo Bike. His method of chain repair was to replace the entire bike.
Bach to Theresa’s chain repair.
“Hey that worked a couple of years ago for you, …NO wait you did not fix it you bought a new Bike” Kevin responded.
Using Jeffery’s Chain break tool the handful of bike mechanics shortened Theresa’s chain by one link and sent her on her way. She elected to ride back to the start not trusting the road side repair. Later we learned from her that she felt the bike actually shifted better than before the chain repair and went on to ride Monday morning with a couple of the Roses.
Finally the ride got back underway, with the remaining riders making it smoothly through the Round-about in Preston and to the right turn onto Ron’s pull.
“Hey Kev how are we going to handle Ron’s Pull without Ron being here, hu, hu, what to you think, should we go, hu, hu” Slow Todd was itching to know.
Just then Steve Cope jumped to the lead. Todd saw that out of the corner of his eye and immediate left Kevin’s side to fall in behind Steve.
Kevin being the elder of the group decided to show respect for Ron be trying to emulate Ron’s dynamic pulling capability on this stretch of road. He closed the gap created by the two nervous riders accelerated past them carefully in an attempt not to provoke a response and took his place at the pull position. Kevin pulled for a short distance at 29 miles per hour. He had Steve, Todd, and slow Tim all in tow. As Kevin began to falter it was as if a signal flare had been shot off for the two twitchy riders to attack. Todd jumped then Steve. Tim considered it but sat back to enjoy the show being provided by the two characters now in front. It was like watching a cat attacking its image in a mirror. Striking and recoiling only to be egged on to strike again by seeing the recoil of the reflection.
Stephen was seen in Kevin’s mirror working to close the gap from the trailing peloton to the lead chase and then jumping to catch the two leaders.
All made the turn onto Carpenter Fire Station with a brief stop at the light allowing the pack to gather once again for the next stretch of road. The pace on Carpenter Fire station was within the 19 – 21 mph normal pace for that single file section of road. At one point Nicole pushed towards the front of the Peloton to set herself up in the Pull Position, and in that effort she dropped her chain. Without stopping she was reaching down to try and replace the chain at 20 miles per hour. This act should only be performed in the Tour by mechanics hanging out of a car and pulling the chain onto the small chain ring, while the rider holds to the cars doorjamb traveling at 35 miles per hour.
Nicole was doing her best to play both roles in her effort to fix the chain. She was all over the road. The pack insisted she stop and put the chain on rather than risk a fall that would injure her and all those around her.
She followed the packs advice and stopped briefly along the side of the road. Once the chain was back in place the pack was off down the road again. Those providing most of the pull were Jeff, Tom, Tim, and on the final stretch prior to Yates Store Brian Farkas was found in the pull position.
The turn onto Yates Store had the group totally disrupted. Steve, Todd, Brian, and Tim each were looking around for someone to lead them out towards the attack on Up-Chuck.
Jeffery, Susan, and Stephen were all looking confused as the pack was unable to form. They had never ridden with the group before and had not participated in the lead out and attack that was about to unfold. All the other riders knew that if they took off for the bottom of the hill they were setting themselves up to be annihilated by the attack that would sling shoot around them having just pulled the attackers into position.
Much like a velodrome standoff the attackers waited doing the best track stand they could to see who would jump first.
Jeffrey took the bait and launched himself into a downhill run. This was immediately followed by Tim, Todd, Steve, and Tom all pushing for the best position to set up for the sling shot.
“Everyone watch out for the holes at the bottom of the Hill” Kevin shouted as he made every effort to inform the newer riders of the dangers ahead.
Kevin then jumped into the fray along with Nate, Nicole, and Stephen.
Tim was in 4th position and timed his attack such that he swung past Brian, and Steve before Jeffery started to lose his momentum. Brian and Steve were so fixated on Jeffery that they did not detect the early attack by Tim.
“Wow you rat” the angry chipmunk sputtered.
Kevin saw that attack and launched his on Tim’s heals, but too late to catch Steve and Brian unaware.
Steve and Brian were already swinging wide to respond to Tim as Kevin approached. The two explosive riders took less than a second to catch and drop Tim who was now also being caught by Kevin. Kevin’s momentum was still in full force and acted as a turbo boost for another few feet before gravity and mass slowed his attack to a crawl.
Brain takes the win. Steve is still unclear how Brian is able to beat him constantly in these attacks. “We weigh the same, have the same steel bikes/technology, our power to weight ratio is the same, he is just taller” Steve was heard as he rationalized out loud.
The group circled growing in size as each rider reached the summit and also joined the slow circling motion. This circling technique is used to wait patiently for the less able bodied riders to catch up, it also is used as a victory dance for those in the lead.
The group was now headed towards the turn at Mount Pisgah and the two hills there known as the “Ugly Twins”.
Just prior to that turn Nicole had additional mechanical issues.
“My gears won’t work”, “I can’t get into my big chain ring in front” she said.
Kevin was next to her at that time and looked down at the front derailleur to see if he could determine the issue.
“Try working the shifters” he instructed Nicole.
“I am and nothing works” she replied.
Kevin could see that the cable from her gear shifters had pulled out of the front derailleur.
“I see the issue, We can stop and fix it at the next turn” he informed her.
“What is it” she asked.
“You are so strong you pulled the cable right out of the front derailleur” he said with a smile.
“Nate you got a high maintenance woman here buddy” Kevin shouted.
“As long as it is only mechanical it should be OK” Stephen replied to Nate, as if he has had to deal with LOTS of High Maintenance women in his short 20 something years.
The group gathered at the next corner to allow for the road side repair, water was consumed, sweat management was dealt with, and then the pack was off headed for the two hill attacks that laid ahead on Mount Pisgah.
Once the “Ugly Twins” were dealt with the pack reassembled for a cool down pace that takes place as they head for the right turn on Luter Shop. The speeds on this cool down stretch rarely top 14 mph with today being no exception.
The right turn onto Luter Shop always develops into another long pull at a 20 + mph pace. Tom Plant provided a great deal of the pace making as he took the pull position for most of Luter Shop. Tom may be looking to have a section of road named for him. He has used this stretch of road on many occasions to set himself up as the lead out person. The group will keep an eye on Tom to see if he continues to lay claim to Luter Shop as HIS. ( start thinking of a fitting name - Tom’s Tug, Plant’s Pull, Tom’s Attempt )
This section of road will be named soon and so Far Tom Plant has been the most consistent in his effort to own it.
A turn at the strawberry patch had the group headed towards Martha’s Chapel (now named Rose Petal Pull in honor of the great job the Roses do on this stretch of road. Two weeks ago two Roses hit 31 mph as they ran down and passed several Thorns).
Just as the peloton was forming a well organized draft Nicole threw her chain again.
Steve Cope stopped to help as the pack slowed to allow for the repair.
“You can go I can fix it myself, I will catch you once it is fixed” Nicole directed.
Suddenly she realized what she just suggested. She had just challenged the Angry Chipmunk to a race.
Steve just smiled and continued to offer roadside repair for Nicole.
The ride down Rose Petal Pull was well controlled with speeds hitting 24 mph and no attacks from the hammer heads, until…..
“Hey, is this the road that leads to the Lake?” Brian was heard asking from the back of the draft line.
No one answered his question.
Brian has ridden this same route for the last 3 years and still is not sure where he is at any point in the ride. Knowing this no one was going to waste their energy informing Brain for the 150th time that yes this is the road to Lake Jordan.
The other reason no one answered is because Brian will always respond to an attack as the road closes in on the intersection at the lake.
After a few moments of silence Brian realized he was not going to get an answer. He then put two and two together and determined that silence was confirmation.
That was when Brian swung wide left and shot past all the riders in the pack. Steve, Slow Todd both responded by pulling out of the draft line and working to match Brains speed and line on the road. Jeffery, Tom, and Stephen later jumped but was far too slow in doing the analysis of go or no go to be able to close the gap on the attacking riders.
Once at the intersection of Rose Petal Pull and Farrington (Doug’s Drag) the riders swept right as they headed towards the gas station stop on Lystra. The pack splintered into at least three groups on this section of road since Doug was not there to set the pace. Steve, Slow Todd, Stephen were leading then Kevin, Tim, Tom, then the rest. Soon Jeffery made the play to close the gap on the leaders by pulling out of the trailing group and pressing past the first chase group to eventually catch the lead group as they were turning into the gas station.
Kevin, following in Ron Clanton’s Footsteps, bought a gallon of water for everyone to use to fill any water bottles. Ron had discovered several weeks earlier that a gallon of water cost the same as a single 24oz bottle, and that he would fill his and anyone else that needed water for the same cost.
Kevin also spent the time dealing with sweat management issues and in doing so Grossed everyone out when he squeezed his hands together to get the moisture out of his biking gloves.
The pack was off headed towards the start/finish line as they motored back down Farrington towards “Kevin’s Crawl”.
Jeffery was in the lead position and pulled the group along to the bridge over Lake Jordan. The Peloton was single file with the seasoned riders all expecting Kevin to slide into the Pull Position as they approached the intersection where Martha Chapel and Farrington come together. “Kevin’s Crawl” covers the section of road headed south on Farrington as it passes that intersection.
Kevin slowly pushed past Jeffery to take his honored spot at the Pull. In traditional fashion Kevin made every effort to keep the Pull Position while also slowing ramping up the speed on this slight up hill run. Kevin was able to press the pace reaching 21 mph at the crest. In doing so he dropped Jeffery who was then in second position with the peloton close behind. It was Slow Todd who was the first to match Kevin’s effort by pressing past Jeffery, followed than by Steve and a few others.
“COPE”
“You Shit HEAD”
This was a quick exchange/acknowledgement that transpired as Coach and his bevy of lady Triatholetes rushed passed headed in the opposite direction.
It is almost a given that the group will have a COACH sighting on Sunday mornings as he elects to ride with a different group than the “Testosterone Riders” (Thorns is a more politically correct term).
The group, now in tow finish “Kevin’s Crawl” with the right turn onto Holland Chapel.
The run down Holland Chapel was a mixed bag of pace line and attacks. The first attack came immediately as the group spotted riders in the distance. “Go get em COPE” was the cry from the peloton.
Steve and Slow Todd both jumped at the suggestion. The group watched as the two riders quickly became specs in the distance.
Again Stephen was slow to analyze if he was going to participate in the chase or stay with the peloton.
With much delay he finally made his move and began the effort to run down the two who had just left the group.
“Go early or sit back down” Slow Tim was heard remarking under his breath. Kevin smiled with full understanding of the advice that Tim was suggesting Stephen should be given.
“I am going to tell Dain how much fun he is missing by staying in bed”. Susan said with great delight as she watched the antics of the group. Dain is a very powerful rider and would be another addition to the Hammer Heads and the speed play that unfolds each weekend. If he ever elects to join in the fun please be careful not to follow him too closely. Dain has crashed 3 times this season and each time has broken a bone or two.
Clearly he already has a nickname and has not yet ridden with the group. If he shows up he will be introduced as CRASH, or maybe GOES DOWN OFTEN.
The group was able to reassemble just prior to the turn at 751 and the long push back down Luter Shop towards home.
On Luter Shop it was Tom again who did a good deal of the Pull with the group splintering at least 3 times and then coming back together twice prior to the next turn.
On the last splintering Steve Cope was in the Pull Position, Kevin had fallen well off the back with Nate and Nicole. Prior to this Kevin had informed Slow Tim that he wanted to take the group thru the hills of the Cary Glenn neighborhood. He picked this because Nicole loves the Roller Coaster hills of that part of the ride.
Cary Glenn has three good hills. If ridden during the early part of the ride this area will by pass UP-CHUCK, and the hills are referred to as the “THREE EVIL SISTERS”. When ridden at the end of the ride headed in the opposite direction the hills provide a Roller Coaster effect allowing many riders the ability to almost crest two of the three hills while coasting from the momentum provided by the previous downhill section.
Once at the turn towards Cary Glenn Kevin could see that Steve Cope had pulled the group past the turn and were well down the road headed towards an alternate finish route.
“Lest stay with the plan to let Nicole have her fun on Nicole’s Roller Coaster” Kevin instructed the two riders remaining at the back with him.
Down and up, down and up again the momentum proved to be a friend to the three riders. The last downhill is the longest with a flat section that destroys the momentum forcing an effort on the last long climb.
At the top of the third hill the Lead Group was found waiting for the three who just completed “Nicole’s Roller Coaster”. They had noticed the turn by those in the back and elected to make the next left turn that provided a path that intersected with “Nicole’s Roller Coaster”.
Just as the pack was gathering again a Car stopped in the middle of the road. “Hey Susan” the driver was heard as they recognized her in the group. After a brief exchange of acknowledgement Susan and the rest of the group were off towards the turn onto Carpenter Fire Station and the run towards the light at 55.
Again the group splintered as Jeffery, Tom, Tim, Todd, Steve, Brain, and Stephen all pushed hard with Nicole, Nate, Susan, and Kevin doing their best to keep the leaders in close proximity.
The lead group hit the green light at 55 and pushed though it not worried about the trailing groups dilemma of timing this notoriously short cycling green. The trailing group began to slow in anticipation of the quick green turning yellow followed by a long red.
Still green, still green, still green.
“Should we try, This seems longer than normal” Susan shouted to the trailing riders.
Just then Kevin jumped to see if he could time the green.
All others responded in kind.
“WOW, that was the longest I have ever seen that green” Susan said with excitement and wonder.
This maneuver allowed the group to all assemble again as they headed towards the final run that passes by Green Hope High. This section of road needs a name when traveling in the opposite direction of “Ron’s Pull”. This is the section where Steve Cope saw the fire Hydrant thinking it was a rider in the distance and attacked it. Maybe it should be named for that event. Steve has three nicknames any one of which is always fitting for him and could be used to help name this section of road.
Steve’s three nicknames are:
“Chihuahua” for his constant nipping and barking at everyone’s heals while riding,
“Angry Chipmunk” first suggested by Christy when she could not remember his original nickname.
“The Gnat” for his constant pest like behavior, and the fact that no one benefits by drafting him since he is so small in stature he provides no blockage from the head winds.
One name that might work for this section of road could be the “Gnat Attack” since a Gnat does not do a great deal of damage when it attacks, and he did not ever run down the fire hydrant on that fabled day.
So the group all started together on “Gnat Attack” with Steve pressing the pace in his effort to again run down the Fire Hydrant. All riders were in tow with Kevin slowly slipping off the back. As the gap between him and the peloton increased Kevin could see Nicole and Nate dropping back towards him.
“You OK” Nicole asked as she and Nate fell back to Kevin.
“Yea, just my normal BONK, I will limp in from here” he replied.
“I can pull you in” Nicole offered.
No fully demoralized Kevin suggested that he would be fine and that she and Nate go on ahead and join the others.
With 2 or 3 miles left to go Tom and Susan pulled out of the pack, waved goodbye with each headed towards home. They had both ridden to the start and were now finishing the ride the same way they started.
The rest of the pack continued to follow “The Gnat” as he led them back into the Preston neighborhood as if he knew exactly where he was going. Slow Todd spun off from the group as the ride passed by his house.
Kevin caught up with Slow Tim as the two of them also headed towards the finish by traversing the Preston neighborhood.
Kevin and Tim were the first to the finish with Cope and the others close behind.
“We took a wrong Turn somewhere back there” Steve “the Gnat” announced.
Kevin only smiled.
Steve Cope never really knows where he is on any of the rides.
The story continues:
In the Presence of A Biking GOG.
Kevin rolled up to Brugers.
Leaned his bike against the building, removed his helmet, sunglasses, and gloves.
He pulled out his sweat management towel and proceeded to remove as much moisture as the towel could consume.
Kevin then removed his biking shoes that were as wet as if he wore them in the shower.
He then paced in the shade of the building in an effort to bring down his core temperature.
Needing ice water and a diet Coke to assist in his recovery he entered the building.
The Cool Air Condition environment shocked his system causing his head to spin slightly.
Making his way to the countertop, he was greeted by the nice young Barista.
“How was the ride” she inquired.
“Fine, a little warm” Kevin replied.
“How far did you go” she asked in a customer serving manner.
“40 miles” was all Kevin could provide as his head continued to spin.
“Ice water, a glass of Ice, and a Diet Coke Please” Kevin requested as he fumbled to find the money stashed in a zipLock baggy in the back pouch of his jersey.
Kevin left the establishment to find a seat outside where he could continue to deal with his sweat management issues and consume the cool beverages that would help cool his core.
The other riders were all storing their bikes in their cars and readying themselves for the food and beverages they were about to purchase and consume.
One by one the bikers all joined Kevin at the outside table to drink, eat, and share the moments of the ride that had an impression on them.
Steve Cope finally joined the group after fist visiting with everyone in the parking lot, then with everyone in Brugers.
“The lady behind the counter wanted to know how far we went” Steve told the group.
“When I told her she asked how the rider who was in here earlier was doing” he went on to share.
“You mean Kevin” he asked her.
The Barista pondered for a moment as if searching for the correct words to answer him.
“the Glistening Older Gentleman” she offered in response to his question.
This was too much for Steve to keep to himself.
It was with great delight that Steve shared the story of the “Glistening Older Gentleman”
So when biking with this group, and Kevin is there, all riders will be in the presence of “A Biking GOG”.
Total miles for the group 40 miles at an average speed of 17.7 and total water loss of 47 gallons.
July 27th.
Riding with a GOG.
Those in attendance
Kevin and Theresa Smit
Steve Cope
Bryan Farkas
Tom Plant
Slow Tim (Tim Travitz just back from trip to China)
Slow Todd – who met the group later on the road.
Nicole Lewis
Nate Poerschke – Nicole’s boy friend
Stephen Marks – a friend of Nicoles and riding with the group for the first time
Jeffrey Roussel – a first time with the weekend group (regular on Wednesday rides with mello Vello riders)
Susan McBee – first time with the weekend group ( regular on Wednesday rides with Mello Vello riders)
The Hammer Heads had arrived suggesting the chances for a recovery ride was dwindling fast.
After brief introductions the pack headed out onto High House and the Preston Woods neighborhood. Kevin was already working hard at the back of the pack with little hope of hanging on for the entire ride. Theresa was there with him as they turned to make the first climb of the day. The hammer heads were already climbing out of the saddles as Kevin debated on following their lead or shift to easier gears and relax as best he could on the first climb of the day.
CRUNCH, GRIND, WRENCH, and then suddenly silence.
The noise came from behind.
Kevin and others turned to see who was struggling with the gears.
Theresa was stopped on the side of the road.
The chain from her bike was lying on the road under her bike.
“I broke my chain, I broke my Chain” she said in disbelief and yet with a flair of pride in her voice.
Not everyone has the strength to break a chain she thought to her self.
Most of the Hammer Heads stopped at the crest of the hill, never go down a hill you just climbed. Kevin and a few others who had returned to assist, pondered how to resolve the problem.
“I will just walk home” was Theresa’s immediate resolution.
“I have a master link we can fix it with” was Jeff’s solid suggestion.
“Aw just take a link out and put the chain back together, It will never miss the link and should work fine” was Tim’s expert advice. This solution came from his personal experience of having broken a chain a couple of seasons ago.
As history will recall Tim was found by the group a couple of seasons ago while he was making a phone call home to have someone come and get him. Steve Sparano who was on the ride that fabled day had a chain break tool and offered to fix the lone riders chain on the spot. Tim refused the repair, thanked the group for the help, was invited by the group to join the ride next weekend once his bike was repaired. The next time the group saw Tim was at the start of one of the weekend rides sporting a new High End Cervelo Bike. His method of chain repair was to replace the entire bike.
Bach to Theresa’s chain repair.
“Hey that worked a couple of years ago for you, …NO wait you did not fix it you bought a new Bike” Kevin responded.
Using Jeffery’s Chain break tool the handful of bike mechanics shortened Theresa’s chain by one link and sent her on her way. She elected to ride back to the start not trusting the road side repair. Later we learned from her that she felt the bike actually shifted better than before the chain repair and went on to ride Monday morning with a couple of the Roses.
Finally the ride got back underway, with the remaining riders making it smoothly through the Round-about in Preston and to the right turn onto Ron’s pull.
“Hey Kev how are we going to handle Ron’s Pull without Ron being here, hu, hu, what to you think, should we go, hu, hu” Slow Todd was itching to know.
Just then Steve Cope jumped to the lead. Todd saw that out of the corner of his eye and immediate left Kevin’s side to fall in behind Steve.
Kevin being the elder of the group decided to show respect for Ron be trying to emulate Ron’s dynamic pulling capability on this stretch of road. He closed the gap created by the two nervous riders accelerated past them carefully in an attempt not to provoke a response and took his place at the pull position. Kevin pulled for a short distance at 29 miles per hour. He had Steve, Todd, and slow Tim all in tow. As Kevin began to falter it was as if a signal flare had been shot off for the two twitchy riders to attack. Todd jumped then Steve. Tim considered it but sat back to enjoy the show being provided by the two characters now in front. It was like watching a cat attacking its image in a mirror. Striking and recoiling only to be egged on to strike again by seeing the recoil of the reflection.
Stephen was seen in Kevin’s mirror working to close the gap from the trailing peloton to the lead chase and then jumping to catch the two leaders.
All made the turn onto Carpenter Fire Station with a brief stop at the light allowing the pack to gather once again for the next stretch of road. The pace on Carpenter Fire station was within the 19 – 21 mph normal pace for that single file section of road. At one point Nicole pushed towards the front of the Peloton to set herself up in the Pull Position, and in that effort she dropped her chain. Without stopping she was reaching down to try and replace the chain at 20 miles per hour. This act should only be performed in the Tour by mechanics hanging out of a car and pulling the chain onto the small chain ring, while the rider holds to the cars doorjamb traveling at 35 miles per hour.
Nicole was doing her best to play both roles in her effort to fix the chain. She was all over the road. The pack insisted she stop and put the chain on rather than risk a fall that would injure her and all those around her.
She followed the packs advice and stopped briefly along the side of the road. Once the chain was back in place the pack was off down the road again. Those providing most of the pull were Jeff, Tom, Tim, and on the final stretch prior to Yates Store Brian Farkas was found in the pull position.
The turn onto Yates Store had the group totally disrupted. Steve, Todd, Brian, and Tim each were looking around for someone to lead them out towards the attack on Up-Chuck.
Jeffery, Susan, and Stephen were all looking confused as the pack was unable to form. They had never ridden with the group before and had not participated in the lead out and attack that was about to unfold. All the other riders knew that if they took off for the bottom of the hill they were setting themselves up to be annihilated by the attack that would sling shoot around them having just pulled the attackers into position.
Much like a velodrome standoff the attackers waited doing the best track stand they could to see who would jump first.
Jeffrey took the bait and launched himself into a downhill run. This was immediately followed by Tim, Todd, Steve, and Tom all pushing for the best position to set up for the sling shot.
“Everyone watch out for the holes at the bottom of the Hill” Kevin shouted as he made every effort to inform the newer riders of the dangers ahead.
Kevin then jumped into the fray along with Nate, Nicole, and Stephen.
Tim was in 4th position and timed his attack such that he swung past Brian, and Steve before Jeffery started to lose his momentum. Brian and Steve were so fixated on Jeffery that they did not detect the early attack by Tim.
“Wow you rat” the angry chipmunk sputtered.
Kevin saw that attack and launched his on Tim’s heals, but too late to catch Steve and Brian unaware.
Steve and Brian were already swinging wide to respond to Tim as Kevin approached. The two explosive riders took less than a second to catch and drop Tim who was now also being caught by Kevin. Kevin’s momentum was still in full force and acted as a turbo boost for another few feet before gravity and mass slowed his attack to a crawl.
Brain takes the win. Steve is still unclear how Brian is able to beat him constantly in these attacks. “We weigh the same, have the same steel bikes/technology, our power to weight ratio is the same, he is just taller” Steve was heard as he rationalized out loud.
The group circled growing in size as each rider reached the summit and also joined the slow circling motion. This circling technique is used to wait patiently for the less able bodied riders to catch up, it also is used as a victory dance for those in the lead.
The group was now headed towards the turn at Mount Pisgah and the two hills there known as the “Ugly Twins”.
Just prior to that turn Nicole had additional mechanical issues.
“My gears won’t work”, “I can’t get into my big chain ring in front” she said.
Kevin was next to her at that time and looked down at the front derailleur to see if he could determine the issue.
“Try working the shifters” he instructed Nicole.
“I am and nothing works” she replied.
Kevin could see that the cable from her gear shifters had pulled out of the front derailleur.
“I see the issue, We can stop and fix it at the next turn” he informed her.
“What is it” she asked.
“You are so strong you pulled the cable right out of the front derailleur” he said with a smile.
“Nate you got a high maintenance woman here buddy” Kevin shouted.
“As long as it is only mechanical it should be OK” Stephen replied to Nate, as if he has had to deal with LOTS of High Maintenance women in his short 20 something years.
The group gathered at the next corner to allow for the road side repair, water was consumed, sweat management was dealt with, and then the pack was off headed for the two hill attacks that laid ahead on Mount Pisgah.
Once the “Ugly Twins” were dealt with the pack reassembled for a cool down pace that takes place as they head for the right turn on Luter Shop. The speeds on this cool down stretch rarely top 14 mph with today being no exception.
The right turn onto Luter Shop always develops into another long pull at a 20 + mph pace. Tom Plant provided a great deal of the pace making as he took the pull position for most of Luter Shop. Tom may be looking to have a section of road named for him. He has used this stretch of road on many occasions to set himself up as the lead out person. The group will keep an eye on Tom to see if he continues to lay claim to Luter Shop as HIS. ( start thinking of a fitting name - Tom’s Tug, Plant’s Pull, Tom’s Attempt )
This section of road will be named soon and so Far Tom Plant has been the most consistent in his effort to own it.
A turn at the strawberry patch had the group headed towards Martha’s Chapel (now named Rose Petal Pull in honor of the great job the Roses do on this stretch of road. Two weeks ago two Roses hit 31 mph as they ran down and passed several Thorns).
Just as the peloton was forming a well organized draft Nicole threw her chain again.
Steve Cope stopped to help as the pack slowed to allow for the repair.
“You can go I can fix it myself, I will catch you once it is fixed” Nicole directed.
Suddenly she realized what she just suggested. She had just challenged the Angry Chipmunk to a race.
Steve just smiled and continued to offer roadside repair for Nicole.
The ride down Rose Petal Pull was well controlled with speeds hitting 24 mph and no attacks from the hammer heads, until…..
“Hey, is this the road that leads to the Lake?” Brian was heard asking from the back of the draft line.
No one answered his question.
Brian has ridden this same route for the last 3 years and still is not sure where he is at any point in the ride. Knowing this no one was going to waste their energy informing Brain for the 150th time that yes this is the road to Lake Jordan.
The other reason no one answered is because Brian will always respond to an attack as the road closes in on the intersection at the lake.
After a few moments of silence Brian realized he was not going to get an answer. He then put two and two together and determined that silence was confirmation.
That was when Brian swung wide left and shot past all the riders in the pack. Steve, Slow Todd both responded by pulling out of the draft line and working to match Brains speed and line on the road. Jeffery, Tom, and Stephen later jumped but was far too slow in doing the analysis of go or no go to be able to close the gap on the attacking riders.
Once at the intersection of Rose Petal Pull and Farrington (Doug’s Drag) the riders swept right as they headed towards the gas station stop on Lystra. The pack splintered into at least three groups on this section of road since Doug was not there to set the pace. Steve, Slow Todd, Stephen were leading then Kevin, Tim, Tom, then the rest. Soon Jeffery made the play to close the gap on the leaders by pulling out of the trailing group and pressing past the first chase group to eventually catch the lead group as they were turning into the gas station.
Kevin, following in Ron Clanton’s Footsteps, bought a gallon of water for everyone to use to fill any water bottles. Ron had discovered several weeks earlier that a gallon of water cost the same as a single 24oz bottle, and that he would fill his and anyone else that needed water for the same cost.
Kevin also spent the time dealing with sweat management issues and in doing so Grossed everyone out when he squeezed his hands together to get the moisture out of his biking gloves.
The pack was off headed towards the start/finish line as they motored back down Farrington towards “Kevin’s Crawl”.
Jeffery was in the lead position and pulled the group along to the bridge over Lake Jordan. The Peloton was single file with the seasoned riders all expecting Kevin to slide into the Pull Position as they approached the intersection where Martha Chapel and Farrington come together. “Kevin’s Crawl” covers the section of road headed south on Farrington as it passes that intersection.
Kevin slowly pushed past Jeffery to take his honored spot at the Pull. In traditional fashion Kevin made every effort to keep the Pull Position while also slowing ramping up the speed on this slight up hill run. Kevin was able to press the pace reaching 21 mph at the crest. In doing so he dropped Jeffery who was then in second position with the peloton close behind. It was Slow Todd who was the first to match Kevin’s effort by pressing past Jeffery, followed than by Steve and a few others.
“COPE”
“You Shit HEAD”
This was a quick exchange/acknowledgement that transpired as Coach and his bevy of lady Triatholetes rushed passed headed in the opposite direction.
It is almost a given that the group will have a COACH sighting on Sunday mornings as he elects to ride with a different group than the “Testosterone Riders” (Thorns is a more politically correct term).
The group, now in tow finish “Kevin’s Crawl” with the right turn onto Holland Chapel.
The run down Holland Chapel was a mixed bag of pace line and attacks. The first attack came immediately as the group spotted riders in the distance. “Go get em COPE” was the cry from the peloton.
Steve and Slow Todd both jumped at the suggestion. The group watched as the two riders quickly became specs in the distance.
Again Stephen was slow to analyze if he was going to participate in the chase or stay with the peloton.
With much delay he finally made his move and began the effort to run down the two who had just left the group.
“Go early or sit back down” Slow Tim was heard remarking under his breath. Kevin smiled with full understanding of the advice that Tim was suggesting Stephen should be given.
“I am going to tell Dain how much fun he is missing by staying in bed”. Susan said with great delight as she watched the antics of the group. Dain is a very powerful rider and would be another addition to the Hammer Heads and the speed play that unfolds each weekend. If he ever elects to join in the fun please be careful not to follow him too closely. Dain has crashed 3 times this season and each time has broken a bone or two.
Clearly he already has a nickname and has not yet ridden with the group. If he shows up he will be introduced as CRASH, or maybe GOES DOWN OFTEN.
The group was able to reassemble just prior to the turn at 751 and the long push back down Luter Shop towards home.
On Luter Shop it was Tom again who did a good deal of the Pull with the group splintering at least 3 times and then coming back together twice prior to the next turn.
On the last splintering Steve Cope was in the Pull Position, Kevin had fallen well off the back with Nate and Nicole. Prior to this Kevin had informed Slow Tim that he wanted to take the group thru the hills of the Cary Glenn neighborhood. He picked this because Nicole loves the Roller Coaster hills of that part of the ride.
Cary Glenn has three good hills. If ridden during the early part of the ride this area will by pass UP-CHUCK, and the hills are referred to as the “THREE EVIL SISTERS”. When ridden at the end of the ride headed in the opposite direction the hills provide a Roller Coaster effect allowing many riders the ability to almost crest two of the three hills while coasting from the momentum provided by the previous downhill section.
Once at the turn towards Cary Glenn Kevin could see that Steve Cope had pulled the group past the turn and were well down the road headed towards an alternate finish route.
“Lest stay with the plan to let Nicole have her fun on Nicole’s Roller Coaster” Kevin instructed the two riders remaining at the back with him.
Down and up, down and up again the momentum proved to be a friend to the three riders. The last downhill is the longest with a flat section that destroys the momentum forcing an effort on the last long climb.
At the top of the third hill the Lead Group was found waiting for the three who just completed “Nicole’s Roller Coaster”. They had noticed the turn by those in the back and elected to make the next left turn that provided a path that intersected with “Nicole’s Roller Coaster”.
Just as the pack was gathering again a Car stopped in the middle of the road. “Hey Susan” the driver was heard as they recognized her in the group. After a brief exchange of acknowledgement Susan and the rest of the group were off towards the turn onto Carpenter Fire Station and the run towards the light at 55.
Again the group splintered as Jeffery, Tom, Tim, Todd, Steve, Brain, and Stephen all pushed hard with Nicole, Nate, Susan, and Kevin doing their best to keep the leaders in close proximity.
The lead group hit the green light at 55 and pushed though it not worried about the trailing groups dilemma of timing this notoriously short cycling green. The trailing group began to slow in anticipation of the quick green turning yellow followed by a long red.
Still green, still green, still green.
“Should we try, This seems longer than normal” Susan shouted to the trailing riders.
Just then Kevin jumped to see if he could time the green.
All others responded in kind.
“WOW, that was the longest I have ever seen that green” Susan said with excitement and wonder.
This maneuver allowed the group to all assemble again as they headed towards the final run that passes by Green Hope High. This section of road needs a name when traveling in the opposite direction of “Ron’s Pull”. This is the section where Steve Cope saw the fire Hydrant thinking it was a rider in the distance and attacked it. Maybe it should be named for that event. Steve has three nicknames any one of which is always fitting for him and could be used to help name this section of road.
Steve’s three nicknames are:
“Chihuahua” for his constant nipping and barking at everyone’s heals while riding,
“Angry Chipmunk” first suggested by Christy when she could not remember his original nickname.
“The Gnat” for his constant pest like behavior, and the fact that no one benefits by drafting him since he is so small in stature he provides no blockage from the head winds.
One name that might work for this section of road could be the “Gnat Attack” since a Gnat does not do a great deal of damage when it attacks, and he did not ever run down the fire hydrant on that fabled day.
So the group all started together on “Gnat Attack” with Steve pressing the pace in his effort to again run down the Fire Hydrant. All riders were in tow with Kevin slowly slipping off the back. As the gap between him and the peloton increased Kevin could see Nicole and Nate dropping back towards him.
“You OK” Nicole asked as she and Nate fell back to Kevin.
“Yea, just my normal BONK, I will limp in from here” he replied.
“I can pull you in” Nicole offered.
No fully demoralized Kevin suggested that he would be fine and that she and Nate go on ahead and join the others.
With 2 or 3 miles left to go Tom and Susan pulled out of the pack, waved goodbye with each headed towards home. They had both ridden to the start and were now finishing the ride the same way they started.
The rest of the pack continued to follow “The Gnat” as he led them back into the Preston neighborhood as if he knew exactly where he was going. Slow Todd spun off from the group as the ride passed by his house.
Kevin caught up with Slow Tim as the two of them also headed towards the finish by traversing the Preston neighborhood.
Kevin and Tim were the first to the finish with Cope and the others close behind.
“We took a wrong Turn somewhere back there” Steve “the Gnat” announced.
Kevin only smiled.
Steve Cope never really knows where he is on any of the rides.
The story continues:
In the Presence of A Biking GOG.
Kevin rolled up to Brugers.
Leaned his bike against the building, removed his helmet, sunglasses, and gloves.
He pulled out his sweat management towel and proceeded to remove as much moisture as the towel could consume.
Kevin then removed his biking shoes that were as wet as if he wore them in the shower.
He then paced in the shade of the building in an effort to bring down his core temperature.
Needing ice water and a diet Coke to assist in his recovery he entered the building.
The Cool Air Condition environment shocked his system causing his head to spin slightly.
Making his way to the countertop, he was greeted by the nice young Barista.
“How was the ride” she inquired.
“Fine, a little warm” Kevin replied.
“How far did you go” she asked in a customer serving manner.
“40 miles” was all Kevin could provide as his head continued to spin.
“Ice water, a glass of Ice, and a Diet Coke Please” Kevin requested as he fumbled to find the money stashed in a zipLock baggy in the back pouch of his jersey.
Kevin left the establishment to find a seat outside where he could continue to deal with his sweat management issues and consume the cool beverages that would help cool his core.
The other riders were all storing their bikes in their cars and readying themselves for the food and beverages they were about to purchase and consume.
One by one the bikers all joined Kevin at the outside table to drink, eat, and share the moments of the ride that had an impression on them.
Steve Cope finally joined the group after fist visiting with everyone in the parking lot, then with everyone in Brugers.
“The lady behind the counter wanted to know how far we went” Steve told the group.
“When I told her she asked how the rider who was in here earlier was doing” he went on to share.
“You mean Kevin” he asked her.
The Barista pondered for a moment as if searching for the correct words to answer him.
“the Glistening Older Gentleman” she offered in response to his question.
This was too much for Steve to keep to himself.
It was with great delight that Steve shared the story of the “Glistening Older Gentleman”
So when biking with this group, and Kevin is there, all riders will be in the presence of “A Biking GOG”.
Total miles for the group 40 miles at an average speed of 17.7 and total water loss of 47 gallons.
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