Thursday, February 27, 2020

GoPro Hero8


Mar 3, 2020

I'm going to make a few updates to this post as I get started with this my GoPro.

I took the Hero8 out for a couple rides, and used GoPro's Quik app to create edits. Not a huge fan of Quik, it is fast and easy, but not flexible and the output is short ... this will not work with a long ride. Here's a sample video:


The image quality is outstanding! In the edit, check out the section with the camera recording my face. It is super smooth, but look at my arms and you know I'm hammering through rough trails. 

I ended up buying the Protective Housing. To me, this is a step backwards. The Session was very durable stand-alone and that was a big feature. With the Hero8, the lens is not replaceable, and that's a major concern considering the kinda rides I like to record with my GoPro.

For reference, here's a before-and-after of the lens replacement on my old Session.



Feb 26, 2020

This is a short post about replacing my broken GoPro Session and buying a new Hero8 using the GoPro TradeUp program.

I placed the order on a Saturday (Feb 15); I printed the shipping label and dropped it off at the local UPS Store the same day. It took a week for the package to arrive at GoPro, arriving on Friday (Feb 21). They shipped the Hero8 on Monday (Feb 24) and it arrive on Wednesday (Feb 26).

All in all, a smooth and quick process; and saved me $100 on a brand new Hero8.


Tuesday, February 25, 2020

Arctic Fever Fat Bike Race on Lake Minnetonka

February 23, 2020 was the rescheduled race date after a blizzard postponed the January date. I was excited for the date changes since the original date was Lisa's birthday weekend, and I couldn't make the race. 

This race is roughly 13 miles mostly on Lake Minnetonka ice, with some bushwhacking single-track, and some miles on the regional trail. The race hosts will drag a sled over the course, but it's basically riding the lake snow with no grooming. 

All smiles at the start line

Pre-race, I rode out around the point on to the main bay and felt like my ~6 psi pressure would be good on the snow conditions. 

I know the start of this race can be a shitshow, so I put myself near the front of the start area. I was a little shocked to see that after the start sprint settled down, I was in the top 10-15 rides (odd place for me at any race).

I was doing well until we hit the Big Island and the snow seemed to get deeper and softer. Or I just started getting too worn out from the effort. I hit the slush a bunch, nearly every fall let another rider or two past me. 

Conditions were rough for everyone, lots of falling and dabbing from all riders. Melty mashed potato snow, trying to follow the line made be the rider in front ... It turned into the longest log ride ever. Plus a few sections of just walking the bike. 

As we left the deep snow by the Big Island, I started overtaking some of the riders that passed me. The last on lake section on Carson Bay had us go under Minnetonka Blvd bridge on polished bare ice, with a low bridge deck. I was worried about hitting my head on the bridge, so I was sitting on the top tube kicking with one foot praying I'd avoid hitting that ice. Back on the snow, everybody was forced to walk the route around the bay, the snow was simply un-ridable. To get off the bay, we had to climb a steep 6-foot bank onto the trail. 

We finished with 3 miles on the Lake Minnetonka Trail which was a total disaster of slush and peanut butter limestone. My drop-bars we an advantage as we were riding into the wind to get to the finish, I was able to pass a few more riders on the way back to finish line at Excelsior Brewing.

Back at the brewery, I enjoyed a slice of pizza and a beer while I tried to hold off the shivers. I didn't stay very long because I was getting too cold. I biked to/from Excelsior for the race. The ride home was real tough being soaked to the bone and spent from the race. The temps were dropping, and I knew I had to get home before it got too much colder. I took the roads home since I knew the trail was awful. I had to make a point of pushing myself hard to keep my body warm enough ... it was a serious case of mind-over-body. 

All-in-all, it was a great day of challenges and pushing myself with conditions I've never raced.

Gotta say I'm very pleased with the results from my first race of 2020. Placed 22nd of 119 finishers (over 200 registered). Typically I'm very middle of the pack at winter races, so this was kinda surprising. Link to race results - http://www.gopherstateevents.com/results/fitness_events/results.asp?event_id=940

My face at the finish line said a lot about this race





Saturday, February 15, 2020

Gearing up for the Arrowhead 135

It takes an odd person to get excited for sub-zero temps ... But I'm that odd person. But there's a goal to this odd excitement - the Arrowhead 135.

Valentine morning we had temps ranged from -18F to 0F. I took this as an opportunity to go on a long ride - Hopkins to Victoria and back on the Lake Minnetonka Regional Trail, just over 30 miles total. I was out for just under 3 hours without any stops to go inside.

Frosty selfie
My trusty drop-bar Pugsley (it'll get flatbars before AH135)

Here's the gear that I used on today's 30 mile ride.

The CamelBak Lobo (3l) is great, layered under my jacket and vest with insulated tube. I need to blow air back in the tube after drinking to avoid freezing in the tube.

For my lower body: Zoot tri shorts; team bibs; Ibex wool knee length tights; Pearl Izumi AmFIB tights

Upper body: Podiumwear Arrowhead team jacket; REI base layer; Smartwool mid-weight; Twin Six long-sleeve wool; Podiumwear wind breaking vest. I would like a little more wind/cold protection over my belly; after the ride, the skin on my stomach was red and very cold.

And for the extremities & tech: Garmin 1030; Garmin Varia Radar; NiteRider 700; Skull Candy Methods (all tech held battery fine in the cold - Varia & Methods are not on the AH135 pack list, just the light I had with me). 45NRTH Toasterfork; Smartwool skull cap; DAMn swag buff; bike helmet. Smartwool expedition weight sock; 45NRTH Wölvhammer; Planet Bike Comet boot covers.


Sports Beans worked for me in the cold, but the Pro Bar Bolts were hard to eat


Almost ready for January 2021 ... I'll just need to ride 105 miles further, on snowmobile trails, through the remote Northwoods of Minnesota.... OK, I still have a lot of work to do!  

Friday, February 14, 2020

The Filthy 50 - Fastest Fatbike!


2019 Filthy 50 Overdue Post (forgot to publish)

I have loved The Filthy 50 since my first trip to ride this race in 2016. Trenton is an amazing race organizer and host. He attracts the best people to his events. The Filthy 50 is like an autumn reunion of the 'gravel family'.

At the start area for this year's race, I was milling around when a rookie rider asked about my Garmin. We started talking and she let me know that this was her first gravel race. She had a ton of questions and I was happy to share my experience and knowledge. Funny thing, every couple minutes, we'd be interrupted by another rider calling out 'Chris!' and stopping to exchange greetings. It was a very warm and happy feeling to have so many people stop to say 'hi' - I'm honored that this pack of gravel weirdos accept me as part of their family!

2019 was a new course and host town - Lanesboro. Great change, I didn't think it could get better than Stewartville ... Lanesboro showed me that there's another level of awesome!  


We started with temps around freezing with the threat of snow/rain mix. Happily, the precipitation held off for the first half of the ride and was never as punishing as the 2018 conditions. 

I started the race looking to podium for fatbiking men, so I rode out strong. In fact, after the first climb at mile 5, I was getting too hot. I opened my jacket and put my gloves in pockets. I rode with bare hands up to around mile 20, until we turned into the strong winds. 

Early miles with bare hands
The early cross-winds were really ripping, I was happy to have drop-bar to get under some of that wind. Groups had really been split up, I spent a lot of miles riding by myself.
Rolling throw the check point - I've got a podium goal, right?! 

I rolled back into Lanesboro in the snow, riding by myself. Turning the corner to the finish line, and there's Trenton with arms open. He let me know that I was first place, and I dropped some R-rated language in response. After the hug, the best thing was Trenton telling me to go pick up my bag of meat (prize for first place) 

The podium with my trusty and fast drop-bar Pugsley! (2nd & 3rd hadn't finished yet) 
I told Trenton that he needed to promise we were coming back to Lanesboro and this course next year. It's that awesome! (spoiler alert, 2020 will be back in Lanesboro)

I was 92rd place of the 429 people checked-in for the 50-mile route. 348 riders finished The Filthy 50; 81 riders who took the start, did not finish (DNF).
I'm so happy to be the fastest fatbike, but as a bonus, Trenton shared the following in a race recap:
A brand new Filthy course means new Filthy records!
Fat Bike Men - Chris Nelson - 3:34:50

I'm gonna have to go back in October 2020 to defend my course record! 
YouTube link - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Qs9ghpc5j8&t=5s

The End
(lame joke, I know, but I'm not sorry about it) 


Monday, August 12, 2019

The Royal

The Royal - Almanzo's Big Brother - May 18, 2019

A late and short report from a long ride (second longest ride I've ever done to this point) 

2019 signaled a number of changes for the Almanzo races:
  • New leadership of this classic gravel race
  • New location in Northfield, MN
  • Change to a ride - no race results captured or report
  • The addition of a 50 mile course - Malanzo
The Almanzo now has four courses to choose from: 50 miles on Malanzo; 100 miles on the Almanzo; 162 miles on the Royal; and the granddaddy Alexander is 380 miles! 

Despite the forecast including thunderstorms and hail, the rain was not a factor. A major storm front pushed through as I drove to the start line, but there wasn't a drop of rain during the 14 hours it took me to ride the 167-mile course. 

We had 30 riders step up to the start line, out of 115+ registered. 


Small group of riders ready for Royal 

It never got much over 50F, never saw the sun, and the wind was very mean to us all day - headwinds for most of the first 80 miles, some tailwinds in the middle, but the last 15 miles was back into Northfield gave us a strong headwind. Winds started out of the East (odd) and by afternoon were coming from the Northeast. Weather reports for the region recorded wind speeds average 16 mph, with sustained speeds up to 24 mph and max gust at 32 mph. The course was up and down most of the river valleys in the area, so the low areas gave some breaks from the winds, but never enough!

In the first 20-30 miles, the majority of the Royal riders were together. I went to the front of this group and took my turn setting pace. As I pushed myself too hard before I dropped to the back to grab food and drink. I timed everything terribly, we crested a small hill, I'd left a little gap open up, I've got a mouth full of food, and the headwinds caught me without the protection of our small group ... I just watched as the pack rode away and I had no power to catch back on. 


Climbing an early MMR

A little later, I caught up with a smaller group on a climb, one of them was riding single-speed and needed to walk the steepest hills. This crew worked together for a lot of miles. 

Most of the day, I enjoyed riding with a crew of three riders for Northfield, they knew many of the roads we were riding and that was helpful. The four of us stopped for lunch in Lake City at the Whistle Stop Cafe, the enjoyed an egg and sausage sandwich and my first cup of coffee for the day (I forgot my travel mug on the kitchen counter). We refilled water bottles in the men's room and got back out on the course. 


The regulars were looking us and our bikes up and down

Shortly after our lunch stop, one of the Northfield crew starting struggling with knee pain. I felt bad for leaving them, but I didn't think I could offer much help and needed to get back to Northfield to make the drive back home. So I rode solo for a long stretch. 

On the finishing stretch, I caught up with Reinhold. He was stopped talking with a rider finishing the Alexander course and he was having issues with navigation. We worked together to get the Alexander rider on the right course (it was a different route to Northfield than our Royal course). As Reinhold and I fought the winds into the finish, we caught a small group of Almanzo riders. At the finishing line we had a mix of Almanzo, Royal, and Alexander riders that had all just rolled in. 


No race results were recorded, but by using Strava Flyby I'd estimate only 5 riders DNF'd, roughly 4 riders finished after me. So, I finished between 15th and 20th place. I'm good with this result, since only the strong and confident riders showed up to ride in questionable conditions - the forecast cut the start list by roughly 75%.

After the 2018 DAMn (240 miles), this is my longest one-day ride. It is my biggest climbing day - my Garmin recorded over 11,000 feet of climbing.


My trusty Breezer Radar Pro at the finish line
Link to Strava with route and statistics for the ride. 
Link to YouTube with GoPro footage of the ride. 

Sunday, August 11, 2019

The DAMn 2019


The Day Across Minnesota - August 3, 2019
The long and lonely road ahead 

Leading up to The DAMn

Looking back at the days following the 2018 DAMn, I was not interested in another Day Across Minnesota. The ride took so much out of me, and I was OK with one successful DAMn. Lisa immediately started talking about the next DAMn, I wasn't that interested. Over the next few weeks and months, I started remember all the amazing things from my Day Across Minnesota and my interest in another DAMn grew. By the time I saw the information about the 2019 DAMn, I was all in for another adventure!

As we got close to the 2019 DAMn, I had a number for friends old and new contact me with questions about The DAMn. Days before The DAMn, Lisa and I invited a group of experienced and new DAMn riders and support crews to meet us at LTD Brewing in Hopkins. We enjoyed conversations and lots of questions about the logistics of this massive ride. This meeting really got me excited for another DAMn!


The day of the DAMn

This year started smooth, we planned ahead, took Friday off work so we could get to Gary, SD early. We had all our gear and supplies laid out days in advance. Our one guest on this year's ride, Matt, was early for our noon departure. The one hitch, was the new hitch we had installed just days before ... it needed an adapter for our bike rack. A quick trip to a nearby U-Haul and few dollars and we had the bike rack loaded and we were ready. One last stop at Nachos in Downtown Hopkins for lunch and we were off for Gary.

The drive was smooth and easy. We arrived at Buffalo Ridge with time to grab a snack and settle in the for the early riders meeting. At the riders' meeting we were treated to an original song about our DAMn journey and a preview of the documentary made about the 2018 DAMn and 2018 Filthy 50. I was super excited to have my GoPro footage included in this movie and can't wait to see the finished release!
Race organizer and all-round awesome person - Trenton - hosting the riders' meeting
Matt, Lisa, and I had hours of down time. We rode around Gary, took some pictures, enjoyed build-your-own-burger bar at Buffalo Ridge's Rock Room, and spent some time trying to rest by the car. Despite our best efforts, none of us got any sleep, but we enjoyed the parade of locals in their golf carts and got to know the history of Gary, SD. 
Chris & Lisa selfie in Gary, SD
Resting, but no sleeping in the afternoon before The DAMn
As the sun was setting, we started getting ready, putting on kits, getting bags packed and mounted, making sure lights and tech was ready to ride.
Loaded rigs outside the 11:00 riders' meeting

The start to check point 1

As midnight approached, riders start to buzz, the butterflies start up in my gut as everyone was making their way to the start-line. Keeth, Nick, and I were casually talking at the start line when the fireworks signaled the start of the 2019 DAMn.
Lined up and waiting for the fireworks!
Left to right: Keeth, Nick, and Chris 
The first 20 miles are intense, riding at 18-20 mph on dark minimal maintenance roads shoulder-to-shoulder, wheel-to-wheel with riders you don't know. It's nearly all downhill from SD, making it easy to go fast. 

At mile 20, the group in front of me missed a turn. I wasn't able to help with the route, my glasses with bifocals were too dirty to read the cue sheets. I don't know how these riders miss a turn this early with the large number of red taillights up the road. The rider next to me had called out the miss, but I was a little dismissive, trusting the dozens of riders in front of us. Thankfully, the group up the road realized the error quickly and turned back to the correct route. This added about .5 miles to my DAMn ride. 

After the missed turn, I caught up with a couple friends in the dark of night. Kate and I said a friendly hello, then caught up to Kyle who let me know that he'd wrecked in a turn early on. After the race, I was excited for both of them when I heard that they finished their first DAMn. Both had their challenges, Kate's made two precious DAMn attempts and wasn't able to reach WI; and this is Kyle's first DAMn, he rode unsupported, plus taking a wreck in the first hour of a very long day. 

Mile 25 was a flooded minimal maintenance road - I'm typically the kinda rider the stays on the bike and rides that shit ... however, I didn't want to get my drive-train full of sandy water with 215 miles left to ride, so I shouldered my heavily loaded bike to walk the 1/4-mile of dark water. Another rider carrying his bike said "I can't wait to talk about this" - that got us all laughing! The group I was walking with would move to the sides of the 'road' to let the brave few riders pedal through the flooded road. I could feel the sand getting into my shoes and was very happy that the sand wasn't in my drive-train!!

About 55 miles into the night, my Garmin was beeping loudly, I couldn't read the display, and had no idea what was going on. I finally cleaned my lenses enough I could read that the Garmin was losing satellite signal. As a result, it was losing miles too, so my cue sheets didn't match my Garmin. This left me playing calculator in my brain for most of the rest of the day. 

I found a good group to work with, they were riding strong and keeping a good pace. Justin caught up to the group too, it was nice to see his friendly face in the dark night. As a group, we kept our heads down and moved quickly into check point 1. 
Check point 1 challenge: find your support crew in this line of dark cars in a corn field! 

Check Point 1 to Check Point 2

As I rolled out of check point 1, I didn't find a group to ride with. I ended up riding solo for many miles before connecting with Justin again. The two of us rode together for many miles, talking about anything and everything to pass the dark miles. somewhere around mile 95, after the minimal maintenance road climb out of the valley, I ended up riding away from Justin. I really appreciate his company through the darkness before dawn, the conversation helped me keep my focus when on every other day of the year, I'd be sound asleep in a comfy bed.

Once the sun was up, it was easier to stay alert and focused. Miles and cues sheets went by quickly.
The best DAMn sunrise! 

Check point 2 to check point 3

Check point 2 included coffee drinks, Italian pasta salad, sour dough breed, and Advil for my knee. 
Check point 2 (mile 120) - reload bike supplies, food, drink, chain lube, refreshing the chamois cream ... and still smiling! 
Check point 2 - change water bottles. I've been drinking from these for the last 120 miles?!? 
Rolling out of check point 2, I was solo again. I'd work with a group when I could find one, but most of the day was just me, riding with my thoughts and occasional music in my earbud.
Talking with my GoPro
The knee issue was really concerning, since the course gets hilly in the last 60 miles. I was doing my best to keep a high cadence and favor the left knee. 

Then there was this terrible squeak coming from the front hub. I didn't notice anything 'wrong' with the bike, but that noise was irritating. Another rider suggested jetting some water from my bottle on it, this did help a little. 

Rolling into the only town on course, I checked my water levels and food supplies and decided to roll straight through Henderson. I didn't want the extra time of a stop if I didn't need something.

It's kinda funny that the sun you are so excited to see at 6:00 AM, it becomes something you curse in the afternoon. There is no shade from the sun and the temps are climbing up to 90F and more. The heat of the afternoon is draining the energy your body as your mind wills your tired legs to roll forward.

Rolling the last 20 miles checkpoint 3, I caught up to Birchwood teammate Nick (& he was was part of our pre-race meeting at LTD). He was showing the miles and heat of the afternoon. We rode together for a few miles, but I ended up leaving him behind because of my need to get into check point 3. I was struggling with the heat, I needed to find some shade and cool off.
Check point 3 reality check ... Am I seeing a giant rainbow unicorn?!?!
"Cooling off" at check point 3 - hard to find a smile at this point
Lisa made an ice stuffed stocking to put down the back of my jersey - this felt so good! I drank as much as I could, my hydration on the bike was all very warm and hard to take. Drinking anything that was less then 90F was good!

Additionally, I'd been struggling with a blocked up gut, we don't need to get too detailed here, but let's just say that I need to keep eating fuel, but it just sat in my gut like a lead brick. There were a few times I wasn't sure if it was a burp or barf. No fun!

Check point 3 to the finish

The miles from check point 3 to the finish were very lonely and seemed to take forever. I was losing focus, and at mile 207 I missed a turn and went down a long steep descent. I kept looking for the next right turn on 42nd, but there was nothing but driveways. I get to the bottom of the hill to see no tire tracks in the gravel... SHIT! I need to go back up that hill! My knee was really on fire since I'd just finished a climb before missing the turn. So I walked the only hill of the day to give my knee a break and give me more time to swear at myself. The ironic bonus of these "bonus miles", the additional distance got my Garmin was back within .1 mile of the cues sheets for the first time in 187 miles!! 

Getting back into a groove and working hard to keep my focus, I looked down at the cue sheets and the clock on my Garmin, I had about 45 minutes to make my 7:00 PM finish goal. I found myself on smooth paved roads and I was motivated to pick up the speed.

The final "minimal maintenance road" rolling down into Red Wing is some of the best gravel of the day, but it also offers one last climb to make you suffer just a little more. I was very dialed into my Garmin map and mileage as I navigated the roads Red Wing. The bridge across the Mississippi was stressful but nothing like last year. I rounded into the construction zone and loved seeing the DAMn signs pointing me to the finish line.

At the finish, I was greeted by Trenton with a warm hug and a cold glass of water served in my DAMn Champion pint glass. I was offered a beer, but to tell you how spent I was ... I had no interest in beer!

I was totally drained at the finish, my body and mind were totally spent. But my spirit was full with the amazing experience and challenge of a day like no other! I am so grateful to have the health and wonderful support of friends and strangers to get me through this DAMn ride!
"You made it across Minnesota
the beast of your heart can rest
while your spirit stands to show the dirt!"
#benweavermusic
The finish! Harbor Bar in Hager City, WI 
The best cold water EVER!! 
After catching my breath and talking with some fellow riders, I was ready to pose with the DAMn Champions banner! 
Lisa with good friend and great person, Matt

DAMn wrap up

After 245 miles (including bonus miles), I finished with a time of 18:59 with 57th place of 300 racers who signed up, to the 237 who were able to toe the line, and to the 117 of them who became DAMn Champions.

For reference, here are the 2019 DAMn results. In 2018 I finished 84th place with a time of 20:45 - I'm pleased with the improvement over last year and making my goal of hitting the finish before 7:00 PM.

I have to thank my most important supporter in The DAMn and in life - Lisa. Lisa is a key person in my successful Day Across Minnesota. She was so energized from the 2018 DAMn and started planning to improve her support for 2019 DAMn riders in the days following the 2018 ride; and she definitely up'd her support game too! This year, Lisa supported two riders, me and Matt - Matt is a good friend and he recently completed the Tour Divide route. During our ride, Lisa had tracking information for both of us and knew when we'd arrive at the check points. She met me with food, water, support, and care at each check point. Thank you for all you did to support me on this epic adventure! 

This ride is Trenton's brainchild and The DAMn couldn't happen without Trenton, his family & friends, and long list of supporters, sponsors, and volunteers. I can't image the hours Trenton and team puts into this day, and the amount of coffee it takes to stay awake through this epic Day Across Minnesota. Thank you for giving us the opportunity to test ourselves against this crazy DAMn ride! 
DAMn swag: T-shirt, sticker, buff, and Ben Weaver's poetry and art only available to riders as they completed The DAMn 
Lisa and I were happy to know that all the riders and support crews we meet with prior to The DAMn were able to complete this massive ride!

As I write this post, a week after The DAMn, the knee pain is gone. The issue seems to be related to saddle position. I'd replaced my saddle a couple weeks before the race without spending the time to dial in the height and fore-aft adjustments. Since The DAMn, I've made some adjustments to my saddle position and in a short time notices an improvement in my knee comfort.

Links to:
Electronics reports:
  • Garmin 1030 in 'battery save' mode was great all day long - except losing GPS signal in the middle of the night. Over the last 15-20 miles, I took it out of battery save mode to keep a closer eye on the turns and avoid any bonus miles. There were no issues with the battery life.
  • Moto Z with TUM battery mod was nearly dead at the finish. I didn't leave Gary with a full charge, and I was using music when I was riding alone.
  • Serfas Thunderbolt 2.0 tail light was on strobe setting lasted nearly the full day, I changed over to a Knog for the last 20-30 miles 
  • Knog Mob the Face rear light was on the seat post and gave me a rear light for the last miles.
  • Knog Mob the Face front light was mounted to my POC helmet and was great for reading the cue sheets in the dark (photo below).
  • NiteRider 700 & 750 did great. I had one of these NiteRiders on all ride, trading out lights in the early morning hours. The NiteRider mount was on my fork with an Origin8 Eyelet Stub, freeing up space on the handle bars (photo below).
  • Skullcandy Method wireless earbuds were great to contact Lisa with updates. The batteries were dying on the last 20 miles into Red Wing. I'd been listening to a lot of music since I was riding most of the miles alone. 
  • GoPro Sessions was good all day. I was attentive at managing run time and plugged into battery charging block halfway through the ride. 
Knog front light and POC helmet set up to read cue sheets in the dark
NiteRider front light with Origin8 Eyelet Stub mount
Here are some of the products and people that helped me successfully complete The DAMn:
  • Tyler and the crew at Tonka Cycle helped with a number of repairs and upgrades on the Breezer Radar Pro, helping me get across the state without mechanical issues.
  • Camelbak Lobo (100 oz) - this was critical to my successful hydration on all day.
  • Ortlieb Ultimate 6 S Plus Handlebar Bag - it was a great way to organize cue sheets as well as store food and back up battery. 
  • New to me in 2019 - Club Pilates in Minnetonka. Not cycling specific, but I must say the core strength and cross training did a ton to help me on this ride! 
Here is some of the fuel that kept me going for 240 miles:
  • Starbucks Frappuccino & Double-Shots 
  • Coke
  • Nuun mix and tablets
  • Jelly Belly Sports Beans
  • Honey Stingers waffles 
  • ProBar Bolt
  • Lisa's Italian pasta salad
  • Lisa's sour dough bread 
  • Salted Nut Rolls
  • Salty kettle chips
See you at The DAMn 2020? I hope so!


Monday, October 22, 2018

2018 Filthiest 50 - The weather was the headline!

October 14, 2018

The 2018 Filthy 50 lived up to the name and then some!

This is a quick ride report, busy work week and getting ready for the next race: Gravel West.

We rolled out with flurries and temps right around freezing. And these conditions held through out the day, it was cold, wet, windy ride.

My goal for the last few year is to get on the podium for the men's fatbike division. I've been 4th place twice... so close. I was hoping 2018 would be the year, but the conditions made me very unsure.

At the start of the race, I was shocked to see the number of riders doubling-back to the start line. I heard somebody after the race say that he turned back because his toes were number by mile 5. 

I did my best to get in with a fast group and get some drafting. But drafting meant a face full of liquid limestone. It didn't take long for groups to splinter and end up riding with one or two people, more social riding than racing. 

Photo Credit Markman Outdoor Photography
The #catchthecrapper thing made me laugh but I didn't expect to stop, because I wanted a podium. However, when I got to the crapper in the middle of the gravel road, I'd given up thoughts of placing. So I stopped for my glamour shot: 

#CatchTheCrapper - "Dumb and Dumber" or "Austin Powers" ? 
There was free beer after the race, I wasn't going to pass that up! I shivered through one beer while talking with Ray, Kyle, and couple other riders. We were all sharing stories about how hard this ride was. I was happy to finish my beer and get to my car with the seat warmer and the heater set to 11. 

Tuesday morning I was in a hotel elevator in Chicago when I saw results were posted. I was floored to find out I was 2nd fastest fatbike! I thought I was so far down in the standings ... By the end of the ride I was just dragging my dumb butt in. 30 men registered for the fatbike division and three finished. I don't know how many started, but the start area was full of fatbikes. 3:45:21 felt so slow, that says a lot about the conditions on the day, that was fast enough to give me 71st place overall.

From Trenton: 533 people showed up to ride in the snow, wind and cold. 234 riders finished The Filthy 50. 47 riders finished The Pretty Filthy. 12 riders finished The Little Filthy. 240 riders who took the start, did not finish (DNF). Needless to say, it was a hard year to finish this thing.

Funny enough, that's my second podium finish, but both times there was no actual podium. 





End of ride selfie - it's gonna take weeks to get that sand out of all my clothes, my bike, my car ... 

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