Photos by Jordan Reid
Damn, that was a quick week and all of a sudden we are at the start line for another round of the Portland Trophy Cup. This time Ira Ryan and I tried out the Orange Fruit Punch - Quench Gum! It gives you that quick burst of flavor for about 27 seconds before the gun goes off. Then you can only hope that it gets wadded up in someones chain and slows them down on their way through the next lap. But, for those 27 seconds you are just in the midst of pure, sugary bliss. Then the gun goes off and it is a whole different story.
The Athletic Cyclocross Team Keeps Growing!
We have a pretty solid crew out there for Tuesday night racing. There are still a few secrets that will be unveiled in the coming weeks, but it is safe to say that our ranks our growing. It almost makes that whole #rivalry thing a little unfair (it's what I do to make up for myself). This week saw the return, to the Pacific Northwest, of David Wilcox. He's a racer that you may or may not have seen on here throughout the years. Well, we are happy to announce that he is not only in the PNW to stay, but that he's going to actually BE HERE for a while. Turns out the traveling coffee truck life just isn't for him. Which is more than ok with us.
KIT BONUS: Wearing a Zanconato Cycles getup with matching bike. Cool East Coast steezus.
REQUIRED READING: Seven Cycles Blog - Being the Wilcox
Also, added to the roster (and mind you we dropped the Abby Watson bomb last week) is a single speed racer of some ilk by the name of Erik Fabrizius. You may have seen him bombing around town to one of the more notable Thai restaurants. Or you may have just seen him bombing around. Either way, he made his debut last week and was hampered by what many of us call "cramping" - you never know, he might even call it that too. But, this week he was back in the action and tearing it up at the front of the Single Speed field. Which, you know is where he's meant to be.
WHIP BONUS: It only helps matters that his bike looks like a pink plastic flamingo. A pink plastic Flamingo that Stybar would ride, but still...
How much fun is this race? It is the only thing that I could think as we made our way through the zigs and zags that made up the rowdy, crowd filled portion of course. For some reason it made sense to run the remainder of the section post barrier. Not sure why, but it just seemed like there were too many spots to make errors getting back on and riding the last up and down.
It was also heartening to hear some of the heckles that were being thrown around. There is nothing better than purposefully mistaking people for their teammates. Especially when they are all wearing the same tight spandex-y clothing. I shall always think fondly back to the days when Georgia Gould encouraged the practice with her #heckleme hashtag. However, Adam Myerson's line "stick to yelling insults at your buddies who are struggling in the race but in on the joke" pretty much sums it all up. I for one, am in on the joke, and well aware that my wife was and probably always will be a much better cyclocross racer than myself. That's not a joke. That's a fact.
It's the time that they only come out. The days are much too bright. You get the picture. And it surprises me every time how easy it is to get used to racing in the Near Dark. If you haven't seen that vampire flick by the director of The Hurt Locker, you're missing out on life, or after life. The course had relatively few changes from last week's edition, although the ones that did happen were surprising enough to insure a few busted stakes and a few downed course tape sections. Yes, we use course tape.
The Women Racers!
Ok, we are a little biased. Abby worked her way up to a 2nd place finish the other night. Which can mean only one thing. That she's going to be on the hunt for that elusive "W" sometime in the near future. How! Exciting. She is going to be off the flat bar bike soon, but she was overheard saying something to the effect of "damn these flat bar bikes are so much fun" before the start of her race. So, we shall see how that goes.
Always good seeing Dylan back on the bike. Apparently Rick Potestio was on his bike too, at least for a little while. Jake Tong had a great lunch and promptly threw it up. Zach and Xander continue their campaign of pain in the B's while Ross mops up the C competition. Can someone get that guy an upgrade? Don't think we didn't see your name in the results Dustin.