Chequamegon? Chawamigon? Shiwamagon?

My chequamegon "game face"

My goal for Chequamegon this year was to finish the 40-mile race in around 2 and a half hours. I never know who is going to sign up in the Single Speed class, so I didn’t really put a lot of pressure on my self for how I wanted to finish in the SS class. Overall, I was thinking if I could finish in the top 50 I would be stoked.

This year we stayed with some friends a few miles from the start of the race. Total there were 10 of us at the house and 6 of us were racing. The morning before the race we had breakfast at the house. It was really nice to take our time eating and to be able to chat about the day ahead. It was also nice to not deal with the crowds, the smoke, the weak coffee and not so pleasant servers and Cooper’s, our other breakfast alternative.

After breakfast we drove to town to get ready for the race. The temp was in the mid 50's and were perfect for racing. I threw on some knee warmers and a long sleeved jersey to warm up and took off for a quick 15 minute spin. Once I was done with my warm up, I backed my bike into the preferred start gate and went right to the back of the line. The Preferred Start was great; it allowed me to take my time getting ready, then when I had to line up, I just walked behind the other 200 or so preferred riders and was able cut in front of the other 1500 riders who did not have a preferred start and had to get up early to stage their bikes.

At 10:00 the cannon fired to start the race the mass start roll out began. This year was crazy like any other year. Like always there were a lot of idiots trying to win the race in the first 3 miles and a few good crashes on the pavement. Since I was on the single I got passed on the road section by a lot of people who I knew I would catch once we hit the Birkie Trail. Sure enough, as soon as I hit the grass I start passing the rider after rider as they dropped into the granny gear to spin up the first hill.

I felt good on the trail; my plan was to find a good rhythm and ride the first 30 miles at a good pace but try not to stress myself too much, knowing that the hills during the last 10 miles can make or break the race. With in the first 10 miles of the race I started riding with a couple other single speeders who would stay with me for race. On every hill we would jockey back and forth because of our different gears or riding styles.

I crossed the “OO” checkpoint at around 58 minutes. 15 miles down, I was feeling strong but didn’t want to push too hard and continued to keep a good pace taking breaks and drafting off of the other riders and always keeping the two other single speeders in sight. For the next 10 miles, I tried to let the trains of geared riders do all the work on the flats as I sat in at got pulled along. With about 15 miles to go I was feeling really strong and started taking pulls at the lead of the group and began pulling away from the other riders, except the two single speeders. Somewhere around this point in the race we started gaining on a few other S.S. riders.

Fire Tower climb is about 30 miles into the course and this is where the race really starts shaping up. Because of the tall gear I was running and the group of people on the hill I was not able to ride much of the hill. I didn’t try to mash my gear, I popped of the bike and started jogging the hill. I was able to jog for a while, but the hill was relentless and my jog turned to a walk. Trying to keep long strides I kept moving up the hill pulling away from the other S.S.r’s.

After Fire Tower the course turns to a roller coaster of grass hills for the last 8 miles of the race. It was at this point when my quads started tightening up and I realized that I didn’t drop the other single speeders. Once again we jockeyed back and forth up the hills. Trying to avoid cramping, I jogged the crest of some hills while the other S.S.r’s rode the hill.

With about 2 miles left, I decided to make my move. Putting everything I had into the hills I pushed up every incline and didn’t look back. Eventually, I recognized the last long climb of the race and started to hear the music at the finish line. Once I crested the last hill, I knew the race was about over, there was a short down hill section with a 90 degree turn at the bottom and a 200 foot climb to the finish. As I descended, I didn’t look to see where the other single speeders were behind me, but saw two guys a head of me on the up hill climb. I gave it all I had up the hill trying to catch the riders, but I couldn’t close the gap and came up .3 sec short of passing on guy.

I crossed the line at 2:23:32.
I was the 3rd Single Speed to cross the line.
2.5 seconds in front of the 4th place Single Speed.
50 seconds separated the 3-6 place Single Speeds.
I finished 65 overall.

I am super happy with how the race went. I had a lot of fun and felt awesome.

As usual, Thanks to Katie for her help before and after the race.
To Tim and Odia for opening their home to us and for all the great food and beer.
And to Salsa for the great bike and a highly noticeable jersey.




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Has it really been that long?

Yeah, I guess it has. Well a lot has happened since the end of July. August was a busy month for Katie and me.

The first weekend of August was 24 hours of Nine mile.
Last year I did a 12 hour solo race. This year I neglected to sign up in time for the cheaper race entry so I decided to bag the race and support Katie and her all lady team. I had a great time with the girls watching them choke around and enjoy themselves and their bikes. I also spent a lot of time rideing around the course visiting with all of my friends who were racing.

The following weekend was a weekend off. I am sure I did some mountain biking but there was not traveling or racing.

August 16.
Katie and I headed north to Bluefin Bay where we spent the weekend with the Doom's and celebrated the marriage of one of my best friends Mike Schroden and his new wifeAngela. It was a great weekend with great weather, great scenery and great company.

Mike and Angela at their bachelor/bachelorette party.

August 22. The Double Centry.
Friday August 22 mark a big mile stone for me. My first double centry. That weekend was the QBP retreat and historically there has been a group of people who have road their bikes from Mpls to the Cable, Wi. area for the retreat. This year was Joe and my year to do the ride. Friday morning I left the house at 5:40 am and rode to Joes for a cup of coffee and at 6am we hit the road. Riding through the morning wathcing the sun rise was awesome. In fact the first 120 miles were great. We really only got turned around twice the whole ride. We took a little unexpected detour in Wi. and wound up at a Sunset Saloon around for lunch where we had one of the best Bacon Cheese burgers ever.

Parking sign at the Sunrise Saloon, Awesome!

In all the ride took us around 14 hours to go 205 mile, 12 hours of actual ride time. The ride was amazing, it was full of highs and lows, a lot singing and a lot silence but definately a lot memories. I don't know if I said this after the ride, but if I didn't "Thanks for the ride Joe".

Labor Day weekend. The Dakota 50.
I came into the 50 feeling really good and I really wanted to win the SS class this year. For the past 3 years I had been on the podium but for one reason or another I could get the top step.
This year I was really prepared for the race and want to win in a bad way. Saturday I decided to go out with a group to spin the legs out after the long drive and preride the course. The first 3 miles of up hill road felt good my legs were fresh and I was looking forward to getting into the single track. About a mile into the single track I was pumping into a corner when my wheel washed out from under me I went down hard banging my knee and elbow and I taco'd my front wheel on a tree. The reason I crashed, I had been commuting on my SS and I didn't let pressure out of my tires before the off road ride, stupid me. Only 28 minutes into the ride and I thought my weekend was over. My knee was sore but not bleeding too badly, I had to slam my wheel on the ground so it woudl roll through my fork when I nursed it downt the hill into town.

The whole ride down I thought to my self about the racing the next day. my body hurt and I didn't know if I was going to have it in me on Sunday. I pedaled into camp and decided if the local shop could fix my wheel. If they could I would race. If they couldn't, Oh well, I tried and it wasn't meant to be. They fixed my wheel, with only a little hop in it.

To keep a long story from being any longer, I finished the race. My knee hurt when I had to stand on the bike but if I stayed seated I could still give'er. My time was a couple minutes slower than last year, but I still managed to get 3rd in the SS. class. I am really happy with the outcome and will not complain. I am lucky I didn't seriously hurt myself on the preride b/c I fell hard.

Aug 12. Chequamegon Fat Tire Festival.
Well, I got into the race again because of a free entry given to me from Timmy at New Moon andI also got a preferred start; this means I will be "racing". After last years fall, I didn't think I wanted to go all out for this race again. but a year has passed and I feel different about the race.

Post ride accident picture

This year I am riding my single speed and I hope I can ride a strong race and stay out of the trouble. The weather may be rainy and I am looking forward to the ride, although my knee is still a bit stiff from last week. I'll see how it goes. Hopefully I can give a full report next week.
Enjoy your weekend everyone.



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