| The Amateur Men |
| Women's Start |
But alas, I was still a spectator. I still have the itch. Must get out and ride in the dirt today. That is the only real way to scratch the itch.
"Put some fun between your legs"
-- unknown
| The Amateur Men |
| Women's Start |
Oh my God what an awesome ride we had at White Clay last night! We elected to start early since night riding is prohibited there (and apparently enforced) and we mountain bikers are all about "peace and love." 


Curfew Saturday night because we have an opportunity for an early ride at French Creek with Andy Sokol as our tour guide. We've talking about this for some time, now is your opportunity and with the snow melt and warm temps, FC is probably the only place that will be ridable this weekend. Also Andy swears that with him leading the charge it is not all uphills as some might suspect. 
Sunday's ride in, on, and around the gorge at Wissahickon left our tanks bone dry and our wives (at least mine) relieved that there were no major mishaps. The trails were dry and dusty, littered with bowling ball size rocks, and always seemed to be going straight up or straight down, so needless to say after riding both sides of the gorge we were toasted.
After a Friday late night bike repair (yes, alcohol was involved) we rallied for early Saturday Morning Beat Down at Fair Hill. We hit all the highlights including the Fox Pen and the crowd favorite Crackhead Bob. Our two newest riders turned in an inspiring performance, notably the one who showed up on a 20 year old Trek all rigid complete with school book carrier and bungee attached water bottles. For those who were interested, I checked the blog and estimate the ride was around 15 miles which does not sound like much - if you were on this ride you now know why measuring mountain bike rides in miles is a pretty useless measure of level of difficulty or fun factor.
Fair Hill roadie was a blast. Parking lot was jammed with riders (50 or more) when we arrived (7 of us) - bikers were pre-riding the course for the BikeLine race in a few weeks. Somehow we managed to dodge the crowds on the trails (let's say because we were outrunning them). Before the GPS battery fritzed near then end, it read 15 miles but I think it was off due to slow sample rate "cutting" many of the turns - anyway we agreed it felt like a lot more than 15 (satellite imagery attached). After completely draining our tanks on the ride, we drained a few beers in the lot, and then headed to Downingtown - Chelsy's to pickup some 40s (man is that place depressing on a Sunday afternoon), and then Los Compadres to refuel with some cheap Mexican fare.
The monthly Chelsy's ride is rarely a disappointment and last night was no exception. To kick things off, Bob turned out wearing a sweet polyester sport coat - the kind you might see on used car salesmen. Chelsy's has some interesting patrons for sure, but this was probably their first one in spandex and sport coat. Our intrepid group of six grew when we encountered another rider on the sole trail (Bob's friend Bill / our guide last time at Fair Hill). A (very) little arm twisting and we were seven riders on othe monthly pilgrimage. Chelsy's was quiet for a Thursday night - the band cancelled - but this meant we got our customary corner by the bar (good to be home). We were wrapping up after 2 too many pitchers with a couple of rounds of sluts when The Cougar arrived to much fanfare and promptly paid us a personal visit that did not disappoint, leaving a couple of bikers wide eyed and nearly speechless. The ride home was punctuated with the typical jocularity, occasional sprint race, and a crash or two. All in all a decent Thursday night.
A proper recap of yesterday's ride has to include footnotes from the night before, both involving Irishmen:Overall a great day in the saddle even with all the navigational challenges (resulted in some dead ends and open field crossings). See the attached satelite image to view our track.
I think that covers the highlights.
Weekday ride schedule:
Chris
Fantastic day yesterday at White Clay for 9 riders! A couple of collisions (with the ground and a tree or two), one broken chain, a white-knuckle ride through the skills course, and some navigational challenges rounded out the day. Attached is GPS map of the ride. Mike I believe you may have some interesting photos from the ride - care to share? Thanks Rob for the tip on White Clay.
More interesting analysis from yesterday’s ride…So with quick release on Matt’s ride (or a 15mm wrench in his xmas stocking) and a compass for Jim (and I) we would be at less than 4 hours elapsed! More conditioning and less time at the buffet table could yield even more improvement.
The 3.5 hour moving time became interesting to me yesterday evening when, speaking with Rob, he mentioned Blue Marsh as a roughly 3 hour ride (I didn’t ask if he meant the 20mi or 30mi loop because I was afraid he would say the 30mi loop). Now whether a bunch of long-in-the-tooth-weekend-warriors could cut yesterday’s elapsed time in half is debatable, but I thought the analysis might be encouraging.
Steve, Steve, Tim, and Mike – hope you were good this year so Santa will bring you a ride and you can experience this insanity first hand! So far it is looking like a year round sport although we are still testing the sub-30 degree arena to determine if practical to ride without losing toes to frostbite. Ask Santa to include some wool socks.
Chris