No lie

Just a touch of yellow in the ground cover and some red in the leaves. More to come. Next time I'll take a proper camera along.
Just a touch of yellow in the ground cover and some red in the leaves. More to come. Next time I'll take a proper camera along.

Busy, busy, busy. Having three stage races going on simultaneously blows the meat whistle. Not as much as Rep. Joe Wilson (R-Dipshit), but it’s right up there. No lie.

Happily, the Vuelta a España was on a rest day, so it was fairly light duty today, with only the Tour de l’Avenir and the Tour of Missouri to follow. I even got out for a nice hike and saw that we’re getting a little color in the foliage around here. Leaves in the gutters. Still warm enough for shorts and a wife-beater, but not for much longer.

I lived in Springfield briefly during the summer of ’72, but I had forgotten how hilly those Missouri roads can be. This may be because I spent more time walking or hitchhiking than cycling. Finally I hitchhiked right the hell out of there, taking the scenic route east to St. Louis, west to Kansas City and north to Iowa Falls, Iowa, before catching one last lift back to Colorado with a friend of a friend.

Tomorrow it’s back in the trenches with VeloNews.com for all three races.  Plus there’s a cartoon needs drawing for VeloNews (Dead Tree Edition). I’d hitchhike right the hell out of here and dodge the whole deal, but I had enough trouble getting rides when I was young and pretty, and I’m too old to be that broke.

Labor Day

"Is he bitching again?" asks Miss Mia Sopaipilla from her perch atop the fridge. "Give him some cream and maybe he'll settle down. It always works for me."
"Is he bitching again?" asks Miss Mia Sopaipilla from her perch atop the fridge. "Give him some cream and maybe he'll settle down. It always works for me."

“Labor” Day is exactly right. I labored for the better part of quite some time, with a short break for grilling a couple New York strips in the dark (I had to take a table lamp outside to see what the hell I was doing). It was a double Monday in Monday sauce, with a side of Monday, a couple glasses of Monday, and Monday with Monday frosting for dessert. But the steaks were OK.

There was racing in Spain, France, Missouri and Georgia, with live updates, race reports, results and photo galleries. This makes for a longish day when you’re the only guy posting, especially when you throw in a couple of technical difficulties for flavor, and thus I’m feeling a bit cross-eyed this morning.

I finally got out for a short walk around 11 p.m. or so. It was cool and quiet, just what the doctor ordered, especially since it looks like more of the same today. We’ll have another guy in the barrel, which should help. Maybe I can even get out to ride my own bike sometime.

Tim Johnson (OUCH-Maxxis) said yesterday that he’s looking forward to cyclo-cross season. I couldn’t agree more. ‘Cross races don’t start with doomed breaks, finish with field sprints or drag on for three weeks.

Going up

Been there, done that, got the T-shirt. More than one, actually.
Been there, done that, got the T-shirt. More than one, actually.

Looking for a nice hilly ride? Check out the Bike With Pike Westcliffe Adventure next Saturday in my old hometown. The ride, which is a fundraiser for the Frontier Pathways Scenic and Historic Byway, starts in scenic downtown Weirdcliffe and heads to either San Isabel or Colorado City and back, depending upon whether you choose a metric century or the real deal.

The course uses part of the old Hardscrabble Century, albeit in reverse (from Weirdcliffe to Mackenzie Junction). And there is a ton of climbing in both directions — 9,000 feet in the century and 5,900 feet in the metric — which should be an excellent opportunity for folks to debate the relative merits of traditional gearing vs. compact cranksets vs. triple-ring setups, if they have any breath left for idle chit-chat.

If you’re interested, you can register here. Be sure to keep an eye peeled for deer, especially at mile marker six on Highway 96. Stupid buggers love to leap out of nowhere and into the road right about there. I once saw a black bear chugging up a hillside near there, too.

Ask Dr. Dog

Charley A. writes:

My road bike is a custom Bill Holland steel frame made in late 1992; 53×39 and 12×24 gearing. It has about 70K miles and been well maintained. Do I upgrade or replace? I am not riding the miles I used to and the gearing is getting too long for me. Compact or triple crank if replace? I would like to hear some pro and con on the options.

Any recommendations for Charley? I’d be inclined to keep the Bill Holland and go to a compact crankset, 50×34, maybe add a tooth or two in the rear end as well. But then I never throw anything out. My road and mountain bikes are 15 years old, I have a 26-year-old pickup, and until very recently I still had the second computer I ever owned, a 1993 Apple Quadra 650. Alas, no amount of upgrading could transform that 33MHz beast into a modern machine.