SinglespeedWHIRLS 08, Napa CA
Mood: Glorious
Music: Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
Time: bed, deferred.
Vibe: in tune with best of what bike life’s aboot
Dear Curtis, Missy, Don, Joanne, Frieda, Chino, Jeremy, and all the crew that hosted the tenth annual single speed world championship(NYTimes story, complete with shot of Rowan orangeman , plus Frieda Inglis, Curt’s lovely Texan Granma.
THANK YOU.
Your event was my favorite race since… well, Scotland’s fine ffrolic in September 07.
Let me count the whys:
Getting HAULED there by most kind Rotoruan (NZ) Heidi and her man Marcello. Me and pepto-abysmal pink bike ..and a hefty satchel of my wombat merch were borne in style by generous, avid bike pals. We blabbed excitedly the entire 50 miles, and pulled into the SSWC site: a hayfield in Skyline Park, Napa.
Dinner at Azzuro with the Swedes, Bo, Emma, Olle, Anna, Najma, and Linda. Trying to impress them with my seven-word per minute non-rapidfire svenska.
Playing banjo away from every camp and getting Gene Oberpriller to appear out of the darkness.
The GREAT Gene, last seen in 1996, his last NORBA race as a pro (sez he) in Atlanta Georgia. Ah, a kindred poet-talker spirit!
Then JOSH THAYER appears and sits down in the dust with us.
Then we mosey over to a camp fire, where I sing As I Roved Out (J. Moynihan version) .
Er, then bed down in the dirt, as I have done dozens of times before. Solo under the stars, at peace with the cosmos.
Inevitable disturbance which proves some of the Original SSWC Values still obtain: someone bellowing “TOWFER” or maybe “TOPHER!” over and over again near the picnic table I am parked alongside.
Someone I will beat tomorrow, of course. Gonna have a bad headache, that one.
NOT drinking is the SSWC version of doping….a cowardly, unfair physical advantage which I freely deploy.
Hearing spectators compliment me on my natty three-piece suit (must find a picture somewhere), then ask if maybe I’m a bit hot.
More than a bit.
But best of all was the synesthesia of dusty fragrant chapparal, shadow-striped canyons echoing with ripped spectators (and bailed racers) cheering wmphatically for –or slagging– every single person.
I was seriously ready to turn around after beginning the third and final 8 mile loop. Wait…isn’t that Trina Ritchie?
“Jon’s just up ahead.”
I trudged on, a lot cheerier. Half an hour later, there he was, heat stricken, perched on the lip of the switchback before yet another climb. My regular readers know Jon (and friend Chris Marquis) were the original motivator in my re-entry to world competition, er, single speed fun.
Jon is extremely swift. Seeing him down is like seeing a racehorse down.
Not right.
Max (Stomparillaz) rolled up and halted (this stopping thing is contagious). We blagged a bit, then I realized I hadn’t ‘time’ to waste–no food on me, and the ride would be a three-and-a-half at this rate.
“I’m off”
“Me too, or I’ll never move”.
Thus did we cross the line together, and a reet fine finish it was. NO BLOOD. No destroyed bike.
Just a really hard really fun ride. Can’t wait to read Jon’s story. And see Trina’s and everyone else‘s pictures…including some impressive pro work.
“Hearing spectators compliment me on my natty three-piece suit (must find a picture somewhere), then ask if maybe I’m a bit hot.”
Here you go!
Good to see you.
Morgan (Mr. Lauren
Morgan said this on August 25, 2008 at 6:52 pm |
Utter madness riding that course in that heat in that schwanky 3-piece suit… Glad to see things haven’t changed with you. 🙂 I can’t believe I missed out on the SSWC and it was practically in my backyard (about 1 hour away). Sounds like a fantastic time!
mike gin said this on August 26, 2008 at 11:15 pm |
It was really nice to see you a little bit. More next time.
Great event indeed!
Karen said this on August 27, 2008 at 3:48 pm |
bear in mind, a big part of my sartorial choice was that The Suits Are Here (i.e. corporate sponsors…next, will it be AUTOMOBILE company sponsored athletes? well… let’s see next year…I spoke with NYTimes about my “there goes the neighborhood” theory (when the top four racers at last year’s SSWC in Scotland are PROFESSIONAL bike racers, albeit not the tippy-top contenders–amerikan mtb’rs are no longer on the top of THAT pile– then will “fubaru/fisher”, V-troubleyou Drek, etc be far behind?)
Sit back and watch it unfold.
I maintain that a couple of rules might be swiftly enacted: no companies that pay more than 10k taxes/yr, and definitely no automobile companies or their subsidiaries. Is this too much to ask? I hope not.
But asking for rules… coming from the Breaker of Rules & Regs?
Hey, sometimes I break That rule!
jacquiephelan said this on August 28, 2008 at 9:31 am |
yes…
Topher
he is a fast freak on a one speed bike
he was top five single speed finishers at the Shenandoah Mountain 100 the weekend after the SSWC in Napa
I think Topher likes riding his bike
gwadzilla said this on September 6, 2008 at 9:15 pm |
The drunk guy yelling Topher was Buck, the sswc 05 winner in state college. And yes you did beat him. He crashed and took himself to the hospital.
dutch hammer said this on September 16, 2008 at 8:48 pm |