Race 2
Sunday October 28
7th Day Adventist Conference Grounds, Soquel, CA
Results
Juniors & Category C Men
Category B Men
Master Men 35+ & 45+
Women Category A & B
Category A/Single Speed
Results
Juniors & Category C Men
Category B Men
Master Men 35+ & 45+
Women Category A & B
Category A/Single Speed
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I'LL BE BACK THIS WEEKEND THOUGH
From: zelig@cruzio.com [mailto:zelig@cruzio.com]
Hi Richard- I have you as completing only one lap for the last race, is that correct?
From: Richard Cadigan
Crashed on the 2nd lap, had to pull out and drive myself to Dominican
Rich
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MORE FOLLIES FROM THE CX WORLD
I had one goal for this race- finishing without crashing [Bike
handling used to be my thing until I became a crit weenie- I have
crashed in both surf citys]. I accomplished that...sort of.
I crashed hard in warm-ups. the course was on this weird tired rice
paddy set up. There were lots of little drops with corners and I
crashed on the most benign one. Over the bars and tangled up in the
bike. I even ended up with the brake lever way up my shorts leg.
On to the race, It was a stacked field. Larry Hibbard, some guy who
beat him, Alan Coats, Kenny [I don't race cross so I will race twice]
Cleveland etc...... I started at the back with Ezra [of the devil
hat] and we stayed together on the climb. Then it was me and the 45+
guys. The course was a fun layout, but it was damn bumpy. Glad I had
tubulars until the second lap when I rolled the rear. I was a long
ways from my spare and tried run as much as possible to get to my
wheel. in case you did not realize it, running is really not my thing
and very likely never will be. I was toast by the time I ran 1/4 of a
lap to my wheel. I had a much worse wheel change than Funke. If it
wasn't for my friend Greg, I probably would still be there.
After that it was a death march. I had been training lately, so I was
tired to begin with. It hurt, I was slow. I went from a really nice
35mm tubular [45 psi] to a 29mm clincher at 70 psi. Ouch, ouch and
ouch. I can't believe those were my favorite tires for a while.
For the rest of the race, I spent the first half a lap thinking I
would quit after this lap, then the second convincing myself to do
one more. I really would have quit if Greg was not standing at the
finish line cheering me on. It also helped having Dylan [dfl] tell
how dumb bike racing is every time I came up the run up.
last again.
The Advil Poster Guy - Dennis
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ON THE SEVENTH DAY COURSE
You guys really got the 'cross thing going there last Sunday. When I pulled in
I wasn't sure I was going to find a parking spot and there was a big old line
at reg so I decided to roll around the course. Nice course, they just keep
getting better, eh? Wide start area, a little pavement, a couple of really
closely spaced barriers in some loose crud and then more pavement with a snake
around to the base of that climb...oh, yeah. That climb! So cool, this steep
little Euro-style, narrow, paved pathway. With those oak trees and that false
summit I forgot I was on a cyclocross course. And typical of a Central Coast
course there is substantial elevation to deal with each lap. From the top you
could look way down and see most of the course, which looped around and back
upon itself, up and down terraces, making good use of the available real estate.
Except most of that land is very, very bumpy. But that's racing. Anyways, the
course used many of your trademark features that I so enjoy such as the optional
line turns, super short steep sections with a single barrier at the top, extreme
braking requirements, blind drop offs, and blind high speed turns. Keeps us
working on our skills, right? Also, the course was nice and wide and allowed for
plenty of passing except on that high speed, no brakes descent. But Geez, that
would have been nuts!
My race went well, I enjoyed the way we had a little group action going for the
first lap or so. I had no luck chasing Henry down but I kept Norm in sight until
I slammed a barrier with my rear wheel and knocked my chain off. Then I realized
Mark Michel was coming at me like a guided missile on the bell lap and I had to
pedal hard through all my hated bumpy sections. And I didn't get lapped, Larry
(uh, make that "Rich" -David). Please keep those lap times
hovering around seven minutes, guys I like that.
Thanks again, now go out and train. See you at the Fairgrounds.
--Doug
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WHAT NUMBER?
Getting to the line warmed up is always a great challenge for me. But I
felt good and had grabbed a semi-decent spot on the line. Race
instructions, something about race numbers, oh no!!! My race number is
still in my jersey pocket. I have no number on. Rod waitttt!
Sorry guys, Rod holds up the start, and as I hand my race number to Jim
G. to pin on I hear tweeeet! Knee Jerk Reaction: I scramble for my
pedals to go before my brain kicks in that I had just given my race
number to Jim to pin on so what the heck was I doing. Rod was laughing
at the fun he just had in pretending to start the race, I am now really
embarrased, and some guys are starting to grumble about the "false"
start. I think its really funny, but I also realize that I am the cause
of all this trouble.
The race course was an instant classic. What a brusier, the grass
sections were made up with the "extra chunky" peanut butter as far as
how it slowed your momentum and bounced your body around. The paved hill
was made to blow up on. Tricky barriers at 90 degree approaches, and a
steep run up that was a stair step jaunt with loose footing, or a longer
gradual option with assorted gopher traps. It definitely was a course
with a good flow and you could choose how bad you wanted to make
yourself hurt. Everytime I felt myself recovering I pounded the pedals
and put my head down to keep up the chase.
The chase: The start did not go well, even though I felt I was going
hard, everyone else must have been going harder. I felt like I was 20
guys back when I hit the hill, but I pedaled some big squares and tried
to work my way up. The dust down the steep descent was amazing and I did
some riding by "feel" as I couldn't see my wheels or what they were
going over. From there on it was chase and I managed to move up bit by
bit into what may have been 5th place in the end. My brother in
law (Gannon M.) pegged one of the backside barriers at full tilt early in
the race which allowed my to catch up to him. From there we pounded on
to try to reel some more guys in. Bad luck saw G. flat on the last lap
before a "Classic Family" sprint battle could play out.
Hats off to the race up the road. I believe the usual suspects were
tearing up this course with Mtn. Larry and Rich M. battling for 1st and
2nd, Keith D. and Coates up to battle for 3rd and 4th??? These guys are
still fast so its hard to tell whats going on up there. Watch out to our
group if Rod H. takes off the promoter hat and puts the chin strap on as
he has been blazing in the SCCX.
Cheers
John Senkier
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Hello fellow CX'ers
Well, Yesterday was my first CX race of the season and 3rd ever for cross that is.
I had to use my Mtn. bike due to cross bike being under construction still and
couldn't wait any longer. Glad I had fat tires under me because the course was
full of hidden jabs (oooh, ahhh, Uuugh, bump,Bump and bump) anyway, I had a strong
race, pushing steady all the way. I started slow as usual and worked my way forward
pushing the Redline on the hill climbs along with the corners to keep my momentum
and for a novice I handled the barriers quite well I might add. I worked up to Casey
so we could work together and then he seemed to fade back? His front derailer cage
turned perpendicular to the chain rings and I don't think that works well with
shifting or turning the cranks for that matter (Bummer). Moving along feeling the
burn good and plenty, I looked at my watch for a time check, 20mins. That's all
"I'm not even half way" I need a new carrot to focus on! I see Hess then Pat up
the way (Cool) So, I focus on hooking up with Hess so we can work together when
all the sudden Hess rolls a back tire as I'm approaching (What the Hell) Survival
of the best working bike? Looks like I need to focus on Pat with 3laps to go. Now
15sec back with 1 lap remaining I tell myself "make a big charge" (Big charge? I'm
on the gas already and I expect me to catch the winner of the last race? Haa hha LOL)
and no such luck. I'm not sure of the official place I finished but it was a steady
strong race to the finish. I look forward to racing next week in Watsonville on my
cross bike. I promise to ride even harder!!!
Have a nice week all.
Steve Heaton
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CCCX.. thanks for the fun race!
My buddies and I raced "C" class on Sunday and put ourselves through the
torture test you put together for us. It was Jason Braun's first cyclo cross
race and he will take away a good scar on the shoulder from the tangled starters crash...
Couple of other guys accidentally played follow the leader and cut one of the final corners!! oops!
On lap 2 I realized that the concussion (knock out) that I received from
last weekends crash at Fort Ord (SCCX) was going to take longer to recover
from than a week.. My head was aching on that gopher holed hill side as my
brain sloshed around from side to side!
Had a great time! Maybe that is just brain damage speaking??
My wife and I posted some more pics on our website that Mike at Scotts
Valley Cycle Sport sponsors. I encourage everyone to check them out.
http://www.employees.org/%7Ebrentc/photo/cccx/soquel/
See ya in 2 weeks.
Brent
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'Cross is a beautiful sport with its speed, grace, and power. It's also as
cruel as getting kicked in the nuts. Sunday's CCCX #2 race (AWESOME COURSE!)
showed the light and dark sides of its gripping aura. Jackson Stewart was a
little pissed off about his performance last week at Surf City and he was
out to make it two in a row at Central Coast, with conviction. Pre-race
plans were to go out hard and to race it his way, by controlling it. We
talked about winning with at least a couple minutes to spare. Confidence was
running high.
Lining up for the race, he and the other major players seemed relaxed
(Justin Morgan, Todd Hoefer). As the gun went off, the packed roared to the
first set of barriers and up the climb. At the top it was Ana Flores,
Jackson, then a swarm of pain-hungry cyclocrossers. They wound around the
fast bumpy back section and Jackson emerged up the steep dirt run up with
about 10 seconds. At the end of the first lap he was up by 20 seconds and he
was ROLLING! He was putting 15 - 30 seconds a lap on second place and
railing it! It was the poetry in motion of watching a competent 'crosser
stompin'. At about 35 minutes he was up about 1:40 then.........
Coming down the double drops on the back side, Jackson warped his rear
wheel. Time to get pissed ON. Nobody said life is fair, in fact it's
downright cruel. You can either fight it or curl up in a ball and give up.
Fighting to get to his spare bike was a minor set back. He got on the spare
and kept about 1:30 of his lead. Now Jackson should have been wearing a
shower cap because he was about to really get pissed on. Building his lead
up to about 1:40 again (about 15 minutes left in the race), he got an
industrial sized staple in his rear tire. Yelling to me that he has a flat
(and still holding even time on second), I frantically took his bent wheel
and slammed it on the ground to get it semi-straight again and then ran to a
part of the course where we could swap his bikes. As the bikes were swapped I
told him, "Ride smooth, no guarantees!" As he entered the Start/Finish
with two laps to go, Jackson started to put time on second place again. I
also thought the chaos was over. With one lap to go it looked like a VERY
dominant win was going to take place. Right. He should have put on a rain
jacket with his shower cap because the Cyclocross Gods decided to piss on
him like drunks with too many Coors in them. On the final lap, he came into
the backside double drops full speed and rolled the tire off his previously
bent wheel. He shouldered the bike and started running and trying to get a
rear wheel. Finally after tearing the wheel out and getting someone's spare
he remounted and found himself in second place about twenty seconds down.
Total time lost from rolled tire: a little less than 2 MINUTES! Second is
better than a hole in your head and definitely not the end of the world, he
was frustrated but not dejected. We knew who was dominant. But one thing is
for sure and we learned it the hard way: IT'S BETTER TO BE PISSED OFF, THAN
TO BE PISSED ON!
Congrats to winner Jason Moeschler, he had a great race.
NOTE: Jackson is a buddy of mine and I've worked with him in my athlete
management company, Velo Sol, for over 4 years. The event was observed
through "rose colored glasses". I would love to hear different accounts of
the race, by both racers and spectators. Thanks! See you all next week.
Farid
Send in a race report!
by Richard Cadigan
Sent: Thursday, November 01, 2001 12:42 PM
To: Richard Cadigan
Subject: Re: Results
What happened?
To: David Gill
Date: Thu, 1 Nov 2001 12:51:16 -0800
Subject: RE: Results
Hospital on Soquel Ave. and have 25 stitches put in my left calf. I'll be
back this weekend though.
by Dennis McGovern
(Master 35+ race)
by Doug "Jones"
(Master 45+ race)
by John Senkier
(CCCX Soquel 35+ men A's race.)
REDLINE
by Steve Heaton
(Master 35+ race)
AKA: Heater ~~~
RATTLED MY BRAINS
by Brent Chapman
FROM PISSED OFF, TO PISSED ON.........