A good ridewas had with some stand-up fellas, followed by some lounging in the backyard - sipping barley-pops under the stars. Lets do it again next week!
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Awe Yeah, another fine night ride in the books. The Manimal and I took a tour of some undisclosed trail where we did in fact meet some rock obstacles, some nice dirt and 3,624* giant spider webs. I think we may have ridden until dawn but as Casey F. Ryback would say, The Manimals light got it's wrist snapped at 2.5 hours into our ride, so we cut it short only to find ourselves slightly less chilly than the barley pops we ingested. Temps tonight are perfectly cool.
Rolling the anti-freewheel machines once again we had a great time. I have to add that what in years past would have been referred to as the super heavy, unresponsive tank-of-a-1x1 fork, is now a well built stroke of 100mm corrected Surly genius. The 2011 version is way better. I do like it, even better than the Pace carbon I was running prior. Nice work Surly. I'll drink another one to that.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Twas a grand weekend here at the Pirate Lair. We started off the weekend with my little big man learning a lesson about bringing a weapon to a fight, and how that weapon can always be acquired by the enemy and used against you. Here we have my vicious guard dog who was being chased with a baseball bat around the house. Two minutes later my little big man was running around the corner screaming and the mutt was close behind...armed and ready for revenge.
Today I did another good Family ride on the paved trail, pulling kids and having fun. If you need a little bit of training Pirate style, drag your 35# kid around on a 30# trail-a-bike for an hour and a half a single speed geared way to tall for climbing hills with a load. That will teach you something that those skinny tires and tights won't. Heck, go old school and try the same load up Ogg Road and see what kills you... You'll learn really quick that it's better to burn-out than to fade, and those endurance races just got one step easier.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
To all you sucka-pants that didn't show up - you missed out on a hella good ride. Five brave souls took to the woods from the Pirates Lair last night for the second of many-to-come Pirate Night Rides. We hit-up all kinds of trail; hero dirt, overgrown jungle, gravel double-track and of course a handful of secret shizzle that I can't even begin to write about here.
The Bald Chimp and The Kid showed for the ride after doing the sit-n-spin roadie ride, so they were warmed up and ready for the real deal. Tampons were removed and balls dropped back into true position.
I'll say the ride was a great success. We had zero mechanicals and all of us had a good time. All but Flatman (who since being dubbed said nickname has upgraded to Specialized Grid tires, tubeless set-up and has had ZERO flats) were riding one gear. The Manimal and I spiced it up a bit and rode our fixed steeds, which turned out to make for even more fun than could possibly be imagined. I had not been on a 26" wheeled bike in months and my Gunnar made me feel like a kid at the pump track. The Bald Chimp was riding my 29er SS, which I call The Tank, and did at some point manage to grab a stick with my rear wheel and knock that sucker right out of true; but she's a tank after all, and TBC kept her rolling.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
I'm a busy man. I can't seem to figure out a way to get in enough time on my bike so I am officially brewing up my weekly group night ride. Usually this event is a winter activity but times they are a changing. 1 1/2 - 2 hour ride, pace depends on who shows-up.
This is an invitation only for like minded folks who are cool with the shenanigans related to a typical ride with the Pirate. If you are offended by sex, drugs, rock & roll, hookers, poaching, trespassing, booze or having a crazy good time - don't bother showing your ugly mug at this ride. This is a self supported ride - bring the tools/parts/tubes/air to fix anything that might break. The group is not going to hold your hand when your 10 miles from nowhere with a flat or broken chain and don't have the goods to fix it. We'll help you pit crew style...if you have the stuff to deal. If you are a tool instead of bringing one...see ya. Make sure your light is good to go, battery charged and bring a back-up!
Post ride b.y.o.b. at the Pirates Lair. Once the weather turns cooler we'll do a fire and/or hot tub'n. Optional backyard skills course runs are always welcome. SS or Fixed gear a plus but if all you have is one of those geared tanks, we'll still have you.
Get in touch with me if your game. Check the Weekly Pirate Ride header at the top right of the main page for current date, time and location.
So far so good. We've had a handful of folks ride each week and the typical agenda is; show up at 7:45, gear-up and we roll around 8:00 sharp. Average 2 hours / 15 mils ride +/-, each week taking a different route on varied terrain (be prepared for anything). The campfire is feeling great with the cool temps, and the Hot tub has seen it's fair share of sore muscles post ride. The crew's been dispersing around midnight in case you want to know when to tell your momma you'll be home. Though 'The Kid' can't seem to figure out what BYOB means, the barley pops have been a flowing and good times had. Chipotle is our weekely ride sponsor so be prepared for antic-awarded burrito possibilities.
Don't die wondering...Show up and get your bike dirty.
Don't die wondering...Show up and get your bike dirty.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
The much awaited, feared, loathed and loved endurance event 'Spoke Pony Showdown 3/6' did in fact go down as scheduled at the bad-to-the-bone trail system simply dubbed 'Swope'. Friday the trails were blasted with multiple thunderstorms, yet the course was ready to go race time Saturday morning. Those who dared to test his physical and mental strength showed face to rally and experience a sick course. The Trail Hermits spare no expense putting on the show, and they'd staged the trail with points of entertainment to keep you smiling from ear to ear throughout the entire event.
|Dead Hooker and The one and only Trail Asshole|
My plan was to show up, chill with my pals and ride bikes for six hours. I really enjoy being in the forest, albeit in the heart of a large city and still feel like your miles away. This trail system is indeed a gift to KC, and a favorite of mine for sure. I can't say that a bad time could be had, unless you just let a mechanical or a run of bad luck eat at you. I was in it for a good time, nothing more, and damned if anything was gonna change that.
All the usual Ethos suspects were there, you know the ones. The Manimal and I were going to battle it out in the 6hr Single Speed Open. Travis and Garet leading the fast train, Kevin rallying his usual carefree race ethic, JDoug pushing his technical comfort level on the slick rocks and Sarah throwing down in her usual bad ass style. We also met up with a few pals; Peat Awesome was there. Good ol' Peat will keep you smiling with his daredevil skills and topping off his typical shenanigans - he raced some real p.o.s. bike from the 90's that most folks would use as a boat anchor. As they say and as was proved ...it's not the bike, it's the person on it. We also met up with a few of the Team Seagal Jerk's, who were so kind as to give the one finger salute each lap and provide some tasty PBR's for post race rehydration. These fellas are all stand-up guys who seem to be on the same page as the Pirate - Just out for a furry good time!
The mass start lined up for a climb to separate the 'contenders from the pretenders'. I rolled into the single track in a good spot and did not really have to wait in any kind of heinous train of slow jackass riders like times past. I enjoyed watching crash after crash on the slick rocks and bike shifting tree roots. The dirt was great but the rocks...deadly.
My legs were feeling bombproof, my style and grace impeccable, my body temp however was rising and I was feeling like a prom queen the morning after; worn down and just plain confused about why my body felt weird. Each lap I'd stop a little longer at the pit area to run cold water over my core, rest and get my head on straight. I killed major time but as usual had toat the very least finish the race. At this point that was my goal and I was no longer worried about the time.
The course was, simply put, awesome. THE best course I've been on, ever. If you missed this race, you are going to die wondering. Heartland always kicks it up a notch and this was no exception.
After rolling into the gate with time for a last lap, I decided to accept a beer hand up from Shoffner and call it a day. I knew I had 3rd in the bag and saved my juice to ride another day.
A couple notes: there were two forms of good luck for my race. 1) My number plate was significant. 2) As I was prepping to race a sweet Vdub bus pulled up and made me smile. I knew it would be a good day! To top it all off my Wife and two boys showed-up to see me standing on the podium which really made for a perfect day.
|The Seagal Salute|
Ethos finished up pretty well, with the following podiums;
Burnsey 3rd 6 hr SS
Manimal 1st 6hr SS
Travis 1stSpecial Thanks to the volunteers and the Trail Hermits for putting on an amazing event! Mad Props to the Manimal for pushing himself hard and cranking out 8 laps on one gear...your a bad ass! Travis killed it with 9 laps, unheard of on trails this sick. Congrats fellas!
Friday, August 12, 2011
It's been hot as hell here in the Midwest for most of the summer; blistering death! Riding bikes around here as of late could be easily compares to riding in a wind tunnel turned up to hairdryer temps and just cooking your innards along the way. Last night The Manimal and I kicked back up the Thursday Night Ride.
|It's that time of year - Spiders (this one the size of a golf ball) are out in full force, their webs spanning the trail seemingly always at face height.|
This is the same old ride we do all winter but we spice it up and change the course each time out. Last night was no different. We headed out from Pirate headquarters at the stroke of 9ish. The wind was feeling cool and we were psyched to lubricate our legs in preparation for the Spoke Pony Showdown 6 hours of torture we are to endure on Saturday at Swope.
We set a casual pace, one that might make you think we had whiskey in our water bottles, yet moving good enough to elude the mysterious mountain lion (our imaginary friend that summons the fear and adrenaline required to really sprint when needed). We hit some sweet rogue trail, and every time we ride this particular stretch we think 'man, I love this trail'. We hit some overgrown deer trail that had a bunch of fallen trees that we nimbly maneuver over like cats. We hit some gravel double track for just long enough to prep for the steep ass climb that neither of us successfully rode. We hit-up miles of dusty single track; mostly flowing but often broken-up by a rock garden or improbable switchback. We rally back to the pirates lair and push hard up the Lawrence hill - always a nice yet feared end to a great ride.
To beat the heat, Thursday Night Rides are officially back in season. As the snow comes we will be switching over to fixed-gear mountain bikes and following rides with hot tubbin' and campfire action, and of course a few Barley Pops tossed in for good measure.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Riding bikes to me is all about fun. If it's not fun than I'm not gonna do it, nope. I just picked up this little Specialised Fuse and am dubbing her 'coffee', as I will be hitting the bike park on my to work in the mornings to relive the fun I had as a kid; jumping and crashing my brains out till I puke or just am awake. That should set me straight for the rest of the day, every day. Yeehaw!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011