Canmore, Alberta

Off to Canada....

I'll be helping with updating the 24Hours Adrenalin live race feed in between burning laps this weekend. Wish me luck with that!

I better bring my bear bell.

riding in the hood

No net. No phone. No tv. Yeah...



Congrats, Tood Weels. Winning on your semi-home turf is the best way to do it.

Me and my boy did some reading this weekend over morning coffee and sunrise. My left shoulder is still gimp.



But that didn't stop me from touring Mt. Hood later in the day.



No Vermont for me. I'll stay home and do more of this.



Ok. That's enough baby pics, eh?

Renshaw went to China last week. He's still there...I've been interested in the Tour of Qinghai Lake, but its far too high for my fragile genetics. A shame...since MonavieCannondale as been invited to a bike event in Tibet...and its start is above 4000 meters!

Tuesday's Quandry.

Questioning the validity of a panda bear as a worthy distraction while conjunctively ruminating upon the existential conundrum of being distracted...or choosing one's own distraction such that it betters the day or simply passes the day.

Pensive, indeed! Jonah shall reign.



I love how the term "blogging" has such disdain now among most people...like, such that its a word you fling on someone when you're sipping on the Hateraide. So, yeah, I haven't been blogging much...but I can update my website like nobody's bidness.

Last Friday Bart and I wrapped up the BC race. The last day was on some of the most fun trails of the week, the kind of stuff you'd go out and ride for fun on a Tuesday afternoon...well, except without the torn shoulder tendons I was riding with. Ouch. Those will keep me at home for a bit.



I hate being in such cool places and not really having seen much of the area...who goes to Whistler, stays at a plush hotel and leaves at 7am?



Seamus was riding a pair of new wheels that are for the Olympics. Carbon fibre straws seem like a bad idea to me, especially since these have already broken.



The awards dinner for the BC race was done proper. I ate at least 2000 calories. Of desert.



Congrats to Wicks and Sneedon for winning. Nothing beats winning at home...except fixies and roller blades.

stage 6

We rode rad trails today. Pics won't do it justice. You should visit Squamish.

write up.

Stage 5

I "bumped" into a tree on about 20min from the finish today and though it feels like I did, somehow I didn't break my shoulder, collar bone, or anything else...though I couldn't be any less mobile.

What started as a play day ended up not being too bad...2nd on the stage and hopefully I can ride a bike on Thursday.

Sneedon is leading his home providence race on a stage that finished and later started in his home town. Cool.




Some of these starts kinda suck. Everyone wants to be a hero...can't they just relax?



I was really proud of Nat. I was trying to trick him by talking about beers...and he was able to do math. Maybe he can only do math because we were talking about beer.



Dre. He made a strong split early on of Seamus, Shep, Plaxton, and myself...big guy was climbing strong. So strong his bike couldn't handle the watts.



Seamus is going to China in August. He doesn't even seem to be trying in this race...but then again, he and Shep are on the the every other day program.



Trek guys. I like the Trek guys, but I like even more working them over. You won't see us initiating attacks when folks flat or at water stations or when exiting raging rivers...no names mentioned.



Props to Kona and their boys...but they're damn lucky we flatted on day two...though I suppose we all have our battles out there. Doesn't hurt when you grew up on the trails we're using, either.



whittling down things...with us having missed yet another turn, kona was gone...so we worked through traffic until none remained.

BC day 4

We went slow today. I'm carrying my camera on Wednesday. The BC version of single track is burly, to say the least...but Bart and I are shredding the bridges. Well, at least we haven't fallen off them yet.



More boring stuff here.

bc day 3

tour de canada's ferries fire roads, eh?

I haven't brought my camera so far during the race...mainly because I need the pocket space. What I have been taking photographs of are our times at the ferry(s).

The ferry is the biggest Canadian time sink aside from snow and hockey.


First you drive to the ferry and arrive at least an hour early with little to do.



Have a beer and mock the cripples out there.



Then you park your car in the belly of the monster and get CO poisoning.



Then you sit on the deck and get older while absorbing killer views. Or talk in the cell phone.



This race so far really hasn't had selections based on getting dropped..more like something going wrong or goofy stuff like feed zone snafus, missing turns, stuff like that. We lost the jersey today but we have a real race on our hands.

I'm just looking forward to the racing being about what happens while pedaling. Not while not pedaling.

BC stage 2

We had a flat at a really bad time. The chase was long, painful, and fruitless.



More here.

BC Bike Race

Rider meeting.



Press conference.



In the bowels of the ferry.



On the ferry's deck.



Bart and I won stage 1 and get to wear leaders jersey. Tinker and Mitchell had a rough day.



Bart rode like a champ and threw up on himself three times. I told him "don't stop pedaling."

Shredding it up on BC singletrack

Braaaaaaap. Get some.



Forget mountain bikes, I'm sold on these.