Wednesday August 11th, 2010
| 5 Comments | Gerry Pflug
It was pleasure for me to compete in the sixth race of the NUE Series, the High Cascade 100, on August 7, 2010 in Bend, Oregon, on and around the slopes of Mt. Bachelor. I realize that many of the blog entries I write are about the pain and suffering I endure while competing in 100-mile bike races. Believe me, there were times when I was also hurting at this race, but for some reason the HC 100 never made me feel completely spent. I find this to be quite remarkable because my finishing time was close to 9 hours, which is a much slower time than I typically ride at most of the NUE Series Races. But, looking back at the race now, in hind sight, I can understand why my time out on the course went by so quickly and found the race to be such a great experience.
The HC 100 starts off at the ungodly hour of 5:30 in the morning with a mass start up a road climb. I arrived at the starting area with about 15 minutes to spare before the race started and was actually still getting all my gear together when the race promoter, Mike Ripley, started calling people to the line with his megaphone. I was barely able to make it to the starting line before the large pack of 200 riders began rolling out of the parking lot. With no warm-up and also having the sensation of needing to pee, I decided to go pretty hard up the first road climb to put my head and body into race mode. I do this often at the beginning of a race. Not so much because I have a plan to ride away from everybody, but because it clears my mind of other thoughts and at least puts me in the front group where I feel I need to be for a successful race.
After leaving the pavement, the large pack of riders turned onto a rough dirt fire road. Almost immediately, a cloud of churned up dust made visibility on the course nearly impossible. An email sent out earlier in the week by the race promoter suggested that riders should consider wearing a dust mask for the start. I had one packed in my jersey pocket and was real close to putting it on, but did not because I was afraid to take my hands off my handlebars in order to remove it from my jersey and place it on my head, since it was hard to see what was coming up on the trail. Since we were still climbing, things split up pretty good anyway, so the mask was really not needed after the first off road mile or so.
Eventually, the long initial climb came out in the parking lot of the Mt Bachelor Ski Area. I looked over my shoulder while riding through the parking lot and noticed that I was the lead singlespeed racer and did not see any others around me. I also noticed that the cold morning temperature of around 35-degrees had caused my fingers to go numb. This is not a great feeling to have before entering the first long technical section of singletrack. Shortly after entering this singletrack containing many section of lava rock outcrops, I saw two of the overall pre-race favorites ( Schaulk and Tostado) fixing flats on the trail side. After getting a flat the weekend before, I could empathize with the frustration they were probably feeling and also began to worry about the possibility of one of my tires being torn by the razor sharp lava covering this section of the course. Perhaps it was this feeling that caused me to ride a little bit conservatively through the many lava rock outcroppings on the trail. In any regards, I soon heard someone heckling me from behind. I looked over my shoulder to find Team Niner rider and fellow singlespeed racer Deejay Birch fresh on my wheel. Deejay was the only other SS rider I knew in the race and I also knew that he would be giving me a run for the money at the event.
Deejay and I rode the singletrack together for about 30 minutes or so, before his bike started making a bad squeaking noise. He stopped to check his equipment over as I continued down the trail. At this point, I knew there was a lot of time remaining in the race, so I didn’t push myself too hard. I figured the break from head-to-head competition would provide a chance for me to eat, drink and return to riding the more technical stuff a little more conservatively. During this time, I was also able to get some great views of high alpine lakes and enjoy the natural beauty of the Cascades, which would have been hard to do with another rider with me. Before I knew it, I was done with the first loop and arriving back to the main checkpoint and transition area. I did a quick grab of a filled camelback and two bottles, before rushing off to do loop number two.
Without a doubt, loop number two was the toughest of the three and this immediately became evident on the first trail leading out of the transition area, which is called ‘Ugly.’ This trail is basically a logging road that climbs partway up the mountain again. It is called Ugly because it is cover by 3-6 inches of moon dust, which covers hidden roots and rocks under all the mess. I was so happy to be on a singlespeed with all the dust being kicked up. I could not imagine the havoc it would cause to the drivetrain of a geared bike. At the top, things did not get much better as the trail descended down into a pit filled with small to medium-sized loose lava rocks. I was able to handle the descent down with no problems, but the steep climb out of the large pit was covered with the same rock and it became a hike-a-bike portion for me. It was at this point that I realized I forgot to remove my long sleeved Salsa jersey at the transition area and I began to notice it was warming up fast. I thought about ditching the jersey by a tree or bridge and picking it up later, but figured instead it would be better to wait a little while and leave it at the next checkpoint, which was only about 20 miles away.
Loop two continued to climb up the mountain and I eventually came to a section the race promoter warned all the riders about at the pre-race meeting. Apparently, there was an angry grouse at this section of trail and she was reported to be very protective of her territory. I checked for the bird and was glad that she had decided to let me pass her home without consequence. Other riders reported after the race that they were not so lucky. After making it passed the angry grouse section, I came to what I thought might be the top of the climb. I decided to stop here and resolve two issues I was having. The first priority was to remove a small stone that somehow had entered my shoe and felt like it was digging a hole into the bottom of my foot for the last 15-20 miles. After removing my shoe and knocking all the junk out of it, I took care of issue number two. During a 100-mile race, there are times when it becomes necessary to relieve the body of excess liquids. I figured this was as good of a place as any to allow myself this relief, since it appeared that I was all alone and in the middle of nowhere. It always feels good to take a quick pit stop, but sometimes it is hard to allow the time for the relief.
Not long after I jumped back on my bike after my pit stop, I heard the familiar heckling of Deejay behind me again. It was actually good to hear his voice and I yelled back at him, “Where have you been?” We then rode some of the best singletrack on the mountain together for about the next hour or so. It seemed during this time that we were in a constant state of descending. But, I knew eventually the long fun ride down the mountain would end and when it did I knew we would have a long journey back up to the top. My guess about the course wasn’t wrong, but I had no idea that the course was basically going to go up for the next two hours of ride time.
It was during all of this climbing that I was able to get a pretty good gap on my closest SS competitor. It was also another great section of amazing trail, which eventual lead all the way back up to Mt Bachelor and even passed a handful of snow piles along the way. The pristine beauty of the high mountains has always been a favorite of mine and the Cascades did not disappoint me with the views I saw on that trail.
After leaving the Mt Bachelor checkpoint, it was mostly downhill again leading back down to the ‘Ugly’ trail, which then led to the main and final checkpoint. I was shocked as I rode down Ugly and saw other racers just starting a trail that I had entered about 4 hours earlier. I felt like stopping to warn them of the obstacles ahead, but decided they would be better off not knowing what loop two had in store for them. It felt great coming back into the transition area and the final checkpoint, leading to the super fun loop number three.
Since loop number three is only 13 miles long, I did a pre-ride of the loop the day before the race with my fast friend Josh Tostado. It was great having at least an idea of what to expect going into the last leg of the race. But, at the same time, I had no idea what my gap was on Deejay and feared the possibility of being caught with so little course remaining. So, to maintain my lead, I stayed on the gas and tried to keep things smooth on the BMX-ish style loop. This section of the course is so awesome because it has tons of banked berms, large tabletop and double jumps, and basically just has a nice flow to it. There is no way to become bored with riding on this trail, even after completing 87 miles prior to starting it.
I was able to finish loop three without any trouble and secure the hard-earned singlespeed victory with a winning time of 8 hours and 55 minutes. After finishing, I rode up the parking lot a short ways turned around and then noticed that my friend and competitor of the day, Deejay, had finished a short two minutes and one second later. On a course containing so much climbing, I was surprised to see that my finishing time was actually good enough for a 6th place overall finish out of 200 riders.
It was a great feeling to finally get another win at a NUE Series Race after struggling at many of the races this season. It was also nice to not have to dig so deep within myself to find the energy and courage to finish a race for a change. These feelings coupled with the course layout and the amazing singletrack trails of the race may lead for me to refer to this race as the sweetness, instead of the HC 100. Yeah, it really was that good.
Wednesday July 21st, 2010
| 0 Comments | Gerry Pflug
Last year I raced the Breckenridge 100 NUE Series Race and was completely conquered by the course. I also had a mechanical problem on top of the first long climb that made an attempt at winning the race impossible for me. But, even with the mechanical issue and the difficult course, I was very happy to pull off a second place finish last year. Feeling that I could only improve on how I did in 2009, I decided to give the Breckenridge 100 another try this year.
There is no doubt that Breckenridge is a super hard 100-mile MTB course. The overall high altitude of the race, which is held at between the elevation of 9500 and 12000 feet, combined with well over 12000 feet of total vertical climbing on three different and distinct loops is a brutal combination to overcome. Of course, doing the race on a singlespeed bike only makes the fight against all the climbing and the high elevation even more difficult to complete.
To make the race a little more bearable than last year, I decided to use an easier gear and also thought that knowing the course layout from my previous attempt would help me improve my finishing time. But, even with these two advantages over my 2009 race, I knew that I would still need to contend with attempting to breathe at the high Breckenridge elevation with a much lower oxygen amount than I am used to breathing at my home in Pennsylvania. Knowing where I was on the course and my better gear selection certainly did make the race less difficult than my 2009 attempt, but my inability to collect enough oxygen with each breath was enough to keep me in a world of hurt for the majority of the race.
At most of the NUE Series Races, the race begins with groups of riders forming in packs of equal ability and working together. This is a good thing, as it seems to make the miles and time tick away a little quicker. At Breckenridge, however, things immediately split up during the first long, one-plus-hour climb up and over Wheeler Pass, which starts off the race. From that point on, riders come and go, but there is little opportunity to develop any long lasting working relationships on the trails. The race becomes a long solo journey, with an occasional hello to another rider here and there. Fortunately, there is plenty of natural beauty around the surrounding mountains of Breckenridge to enjoy and help pass the time during the race.
I put in my best battle against Breck this year, but she did not make the competition an easy one. I thought my preparations for my journey this year would make things easier for me than my 11 hour and 6 minute trip of last year. I was wrong. Yes, my time was faster. Almost an hour faster than my 2009 effort, as a matter of fact, but Breckenridge still put me at a level of hurt that no other course has done. The hard effort I put out was good enough for a third place finish in the singlespeed class, but the beating the course gave me did not make me feel like a podium finisher.
Yes, I am happy about surviving and finishing the race. It was certainly a hard task to do on a course that completely defeated many race starters by placing a DNF next to their names. So, I guess that I should not feel completely conquered by you, Breckenridge. But, I will never again let myself feel like my pre-race preparations are enough to help me claim victory over you, for you will always be one of the hardest races on my list and should never be underestimated. Breckenridge, you have my total respect for kicking my butt not once, but twice; and, all the while doing it with a complete look of magnificence.
So, with the Breckenridge 100 complete, I have now finished four of the eight 2010 NUE Series races this season. Currently I am leading the series in the SS class, but a lot can still happen since only a racer’s best four of the eight races count for the overall. My plan is to do all eight of the NUE Races, with the next race being one of my favorites of the series, the Wilderness 101 in Coburn, PA on July 31st. A week later I will travel out to Bend, OR for my first attempt at the new NUE Series Race, the High Cascade 100. The last two races of the series, the Fool’s Gold 100 in Georgia and the Shenandoah 100 in Virginia, are also two races that I really enjoy doing. If you’re doing one of these races, I will see you there. If not, you should really consider getting your name on the starting list before it is too late.
As a friend of mine and fellow singlespeed racer, Ron Sanborn, said to me while we were waiting in line to clean our bikes after finishing the incredibly muddy NUE Series #2 race, the Mohican 100, in Loudonville, Ohio, “My mind was in a very dark place at many points during the race.” I could not have agreed more. While any ultra-endurance race will be a grueling test, this year's Mohican was nothing short of an epic adventure.
The Mohican 100 was intensely tough this year after the area received many days of saturating rain, which included heavy rain falling the day before the race and on the day of the race. Riding in wet, muddy conditions for 8-plus hours will make an already difficult race almost impossible at points.
I think for many riders the race was more against the course than it was against other riders. Sure, there were individual battles taking place between riders during the race, but I am pretty sure most riders would agree the race was more about surviving the nastiness being thrown at us by Mother Nature and hoping that the mud on the course would not cause a fatal bike mechanical than it was about beating the guy next to you. In conditions like these, the singlespeed is a viable weapon of choice. Overall, my Salsa Selma accepted the challenge quite well. I did have my issues at times, both physically and mechanically, but my trusty singlespeed helped guide me through the muck and the mire to a respectable 3rd place SS finish and to 13th place overall.
There were so many points in the race where I just wanted to quit because things were such a mess. I started questioning why I torture myself this way race after race, year after year. I couldn’t come up with a good answer, so I just kept riding, waiting for the pain to come to an end. Eventually, everything that hurt, including my mind, went numb and my only focus was on finishing the race, not allowing the course to beat me.
As I entered the last four miles of singletrack, which was more like a flowing stream of water at that point, I actually became euphoric about conquering the course. It didn’t matter what I was riding over or through during this time because I knew I had won my battle against nature and I was feeling good. The feeling of overcoming such a difficult test is a good one, especially since many did not finish the given challenge.
After the race, the darkness that entered my mind faded into the past as I was able to share stories of the race and hang with many friends that endured the same hardship. I am sure there are many people that would consider riding a bike in the mud for 8 hours and 53 minutes over a 100-mile course as being somewhat insane and at certain points during the race I would probably have agreed with them, but it is almost impossible to describe to anyone never experiencing such a thing just how rewarding it also feels to push yourself to the limit and finish something so hard. Congratulations to everyone else that suffered along with me at the Mohican 100 and was able to push through all the mess to finish the race. It is one challenge that I will never forget.
Happy Trails, Gerry
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Wednesday April 21st, 2010
| 4 Comments | Gerry Pflug
The National Ultra Endurance (NUE) Series is beginning its fifth season. The series consists of eight 100-mile off-road endurance mountain bike races across the United States. If you enjoy doing long races, or if you are a XC racer looking for a new challenge, the NUE Series might be just the right choice.
This will be my fourth year doing the NUE Series. It actually should be my fifth, but a bad injury during the first year of the series prevented me from doing any of the events that year. The first two years I did the series, I competed in the men’s open class with a geared mountain bike. In 2007, I finished the series in 5th overall and the next year finished in 8th overall in 2008. Last year, I decided to do the singlespeed class for something different and I ended up winning the overall series in that class. For 2010, my plan is to defend my 2009 NUE Series Singlespeed Championship and make a run for the top of the podium again.
I raced seven of the eight individual NUE Races in 2009. This year I am going to do all eight. From my three previous years of doing the series, I have learned a lot about how to prepare for the events and also how to race them. Additionally, I have become very familiar with the courses used for these events and what to expect at each race.
Each race of the series is unique from the others, but all of them are certainly difficult to do and challenging in their individual ways. The 8 race NUE Series starts in April and ends on Labor Day Weekend, but four of the races are held in the time frame between the middle of July to the middle of August. In case you are curious about doing one or more of these races this year, I have written a brief summation about each of them below.
The first race of the series for the past 3 years has been the Cohutta 100 in Tennessee. This race has about 35 mile of singletrack with about 20 miles at the beginning of the race and the rest of it at the end of the 100-mile loop. The remainder of the course is on backcountry fire roads. With approximately 65 miles of fire roads, the Cohutta is one of the fastest 100-mile races in the series, but it still very challenging because it boast over 12000 feet of climbing in the mountains of Tennessee and Northern Georgia.
The second race of the NUE Series is the Mohican 100 in Ohio. Like the Cohutta, the Mohican is one big 100-mile loop, as are most of these races. The Mohican starts in the town of Loudonville, but quickly leaves the paved roads behind for some sweet singletrack. The race then switches between a constant variance of trails, paved roads and fire roads before coming to an end. The diversity of this course and the ever changing weather in Ohio always makes this an interesting race to do.
Two weeks after the Mohican, the series travels to Michigan for the Lumberjack 100. The Lumberjack is kind of unique because it uses a multiple lap format. Additionally, it is the only race that is basically 100 percent singletrack. The last four years it was completed by doing four 25-mile laps, but for 2010 riders will do 3 laps of a 33-mile loop. Many riders did not like doing four laps and felt that increasing the lap mileage while decreasing the laps would be an improvement. I don’t mind the multiple lap format because I know exactly where and when I can re-stock on nutrition and other supplies. The Lumberjack may not be a grand tour through the mountains, but I still think it a fun and challenging race, especially if you love riding on sweet singletrack.
After the first three races, the series travels west to Breckenridge, CO for the Breck 100 in mid-July. Out of all the NUE Series Races I did last year, this was by far the hardest for me to do and it also took the longest amount of time to complete. I believe the reason this race is so difficult is because of the high overall altitude of the course and because of the many long climbs it contains. In addition to this being one of the toughest races in the series, it is also one of the most scenic with absolutely beautiful mountain views along the route. A unique feature that I liked about this race was its cloverleaf layout. There are three distict, separate loops that begin and end in a community park. Like the Lumberjack, planning nutritional needs is certainly easier to do when you come back to the same location multiple times.
At the end of July, the series travels east again to my home state of Pennsylvania for one of my favorite races the Wilderness 101. This race course has a combination of everything on it from paved roads to some of the most technical singletrack around. Like many of the other races of the series, it also has many long climbs. The mountains of Central PA may not be the Rockies, but they are still plenty of fun to explore. If you can only pick one 100-miler to do during your season, this would be the one I would recommend as a must do. I think its combination of terrain and the amount of support provided to the riders make it a real good choice for a 100-miler.
The next race of the series, The High Cascade 100 in Bend, Oregon, falls on the very next weekend after the 101 and it is also a new race in the NUE Series. I have heard some good things about this race, but cannot give my opinion about the race yet since I have not competed in it. I am registered to do it this August, so hopefully the good reports I have heard will hold true.
Two weeks later on August 21st, the Fool’s Gold NUE Series Race will be held in Georgia. I did this race for the first time last year and had a really good time, even though I was at first a little hesitant about doing a MTB race in the heat and humidity that Georgia is known to have during the hot summer months. Unexpectedly, the weather was not as bad as I imagined it would be. Even if the temperature was high that day, it probably would not have been too bad since most of the course is in the woods and riders are thereby protected from direct sunlight exposure. The Fool’s Gold Course is a great combination of forest service roads and technical singletrack. The 100-mile distance is achieved by doing two 50-mile laps, which I thought worked out pretty nicely.
The last race in the Series for 2010 is the Shenandoah 100. The promoter of the race, Chris Scott, also puts on the Wilderness 101. He knows better than anybody how to promote a race well, especially an endurance MTB event. The Shenandoah is by far the most popular race of the NUE Series. As a matter of fact, last year over 600 riders started the race. The race has become so popular because of the overall good experience the race has a reputation of providing to the riders, not to mention that it is also held on some awesome trails in the mountains of Virginia. One of my favorite parts of the course is a long section of climbing approximately 18 miles in length, which is known as the soul crusher because it comes so late in the race.
If you have never tried a long mountain bike race, don’t let the distance scare you away from doing one. I will admit that the prospect of doing a 100-mile off-road race was a little intimidating to me at first, but I was hooked after doing my first one. If you are interested in doing one, pick any of the events above, then start a training plan that includes a 4-6 hour ride during your training week to build your endurance about a month before the event and I am positive it will be a great racing experience for you. If nothing else, you will get to ride some sweet trails and be able to say that you rode 100 miles off-road. I think everyone into MTB racing should try something NUE from time to time, so come on and give it a try. You might find that you will become hooked on doing them like me.
Wednesday March 10th, 2010
| 5 Comments | Gerry Pflug
This winter has been a brutal one in the Mid-Atlantic Region. There have been many frequent and deep snow storms during the entire month of February where I live, which has made outside bike riding almost impossible to do because the snow has been between one and two feet deep on average. I usually don’t mind riding in cold winter weather and actually enjoy riding my bike in manageable snow amounts, but the depth of snow this winter has mostly been way too high for riding. To be honest, though, my inability to ride has not been too much of a concern to me because I do enjoy skiing and other outdoor snow sports. I spend so much time on my bike during the year that taking a break from riding and doing other activities during the off season is a good mental break for me. I must admit, however, that if I am given a choice between riding in nice weather or staying in cold snowy weather, I will most likely choose the warmer option with riding my bike.
So, with this in mind, when my mother asked if I would like to join her for a trip to Southern Florida a few weeks ago, I made the required arrangements to go without hesitation. Taking a little vacation time is always a good thing for me, as it is for most people. When I take a vacation that is not associated with going to a bike race, I almost always take my bike along with me anyway to do long rides and explore the area that I am visiting. I like going on new adventures and taking my bike to places which are not easily accessible by other means. Doing bike trips like these are something special and rewarding for me.
In total, I had six days of riding in Florida during my trip. Since most of the first day was spent traveling, I was only able to do a short 30 mile ride. The rest of the week, however, I was able to spend at least 3 to as much as 7 hours spinning my legs. I have found over many years of riding that the best bike to use for this type of riding is a cyclocross bike with on/off road style tires. For this particular trip, I actually chose to go with a singlespeed cyclocross bike with disc brakes.
I enjoyed every ride I did during my trip, but my longest ride in both time and mileage will forever be stored in my memory as something special. The ride, like most of the others over the week, was a combination of paved roads, dirt roads and trails. Initially, I had planned to ride to a Florida State Park by using some paved roads and then take some dirt roads and trails once I was in the park. When I arrived at the park, I found the out and back trail that I had initially planning to ride, but decided that it was too wet to continue riding after being on it for a short while. After exiting the trail, I then went back to the dirt road and took it deeper into the park.
The maps of the park I had viewed prior to my ride showed this road as being a dead end. But, when I followed this dirt road to the park boundary, it then entered into another wild area preserve. Until I came upon this second wild area, my initial plan was to turn around once I came to the end of the dirt road. But, now, with a whole new area to explore and a large posted trail map at the trailhead, I decided to push forward into the unknown. I have never been a fan of out and back rides anyway, unless I know for certain there is no other way to go forward. With about three hours of riding in at this point, I figured at most I might have another 2-3 hours of riding to go from what the posted map at the trailhead had indicated.
I had started my long day with two bottles of water, one bottle of a sports drink and two energy bars; easily enough nutrition for me to stay fresh on a ride of less than 6 hours. I also had my newly purchased GPS system mounted and figured that going deeper into the Everglades should not be a problem even though I was riding alone. The ride was going great as the wild preserve I entered switched between paved and unpaved roadways. There was absolutely nobody around and no sign of civilization, which is exactly what I wanted to find. I was even more excited when I saw signs along these deserted roadways giving caution about being in a panther habitat. I thought of how special it would be to see a rare glimpse of a Florida panther. I also saw a few wild alligators sunning themselves just off the dirt road I was riding. It was definitely a new experience for me to suddenly come upon a couple of alligators on the roadside. Of course, this was something that I just had to stop and photograph.
Eventually, the wider dirt roads lead to rougher double track. From the posted map, there should have been only one trail system to get me back to the paved roadway that I knew. But, as things usually go for me, there were many trails pointing in all directions. To make matters worse, the majority of the trails were not marked and the trails that were marked did not have trail names I had seen at the trailhead. I decided to continue forward anyway and take my best guess at finding my way by using the compass feature on my GPS unit to head west. Besides, the trials weren’t too bad and I was still having fun.
The first trail I chose ended up being a loop and basically took me back to the trail where I had started. This was probably a warning sign of things to come that I should not have ignored. Anyway, after this mishap, I then decided to take a second trail basically heading west, even though it was marked with a name I knew for certain was not on the trailhead map. I was on the trail for quite awhile and did a lot of hard work pushing my big 42 x 17 single speed gearing through a lot of soft sandy areas, when I came to a four way intersection in the trail. At this time, I also noticed on my GPS that I was heading more north than west and was probably not even close to where I needed to be. By this time, I had been riding for nearly 5 hours and still did not have a clue as to where I was going. I decided to take the trail that headed south at the intersection because I figured it would eventual run into a good trail heading west. After being on this trail for awhile things turned really bad when the trail basically came to an end at a large swampy area. I considered going around the water but the vegetation was too dense and thick for passage. So, with some uncertainty, I started riding through the nearly hub deep murky water and eventually made it to dry land without any issues. I was happy that I made it through the water without much trouble, especially after seeing alligators only a short time earlier on the trail side. The trail remained dry for a pretty good portion, but I soon came upon another large wet section. Since the last section was not too bad, I again went through the deep water. This section was much longer than the last and only lead to a brief section of dry trail. By this point, it was starting to seem as if the trail had completely disappeared and had instead become some type of water way.
Here is a picture of one of the lovely “trails” I encountered.
My ride time at this point was now well over 5 hours and I knew that I definitely did not have enough nutrition to head back, so I continued riding and pushing my bike through the deep nasty water, keeping my eyes very focused on the water and “trail” sides for lurking animal dangers. I must admit that I was pretty freaked out at this point and figured it would be only a matter of time before I came across another alligator, snake or other type of wild animal which could do some major harm to me. At the same time, the noise I was making would scare large birds out of the thick trail sides, which would in return cause me to jump as each would suddenly fly out in front of me. Becoming very frustrated with the situation, I would occasionally deviate from heading south onto other trails that appeared to be drier. Of course, after changing direction, my new trail would also soon turn into deep swamp water. I started to wonder if I would make it out of this mess alive, but certainly did not want to go back from where I had been.
As I was pushing through the swamp, I came upon 3 otters playing in the muddy mess. They looked to be pretty happy in the muck, but they only made me think of what a nice catch they would be for a hungry alligator. I yelled at the otters to see if they would react to me. They stood up and looked at me before swimming off quickly, but continuing to play with one another during their escape. After they swam away, I thought to myself about how cool of a picture that would have been to take. It was like an animal show on the Discovery Channel or something watching those guys play in the mud. After my comic relief from watching the otters play was over, I now had to trudge through the same area where my new friends had been playing. I think at this point the water was up to my waist and I was wondering if quick sand might also exist here.
It took more than an hour to totally make it out of this swampy mess. I am probably lucky to have not encountered any major problems during this time and I can’t tell you how happy I was to hear the sound of automobile traffic noise. I usually prefer dirt over pavement on my rides, but I can’t tell you how glad I was to ride that one hour of paved road back to my hotel.
In total, the ride was 7 hours long and 83 miles in length. I would definitely rate this as one of my toughest rides ever because of how nasty and tough the swampy portion was. But, as tough as it was, it was absolutely amazing to do. To me, there is nothing like the feeling of adventure and conquering something difficult. It is hard for me to explain and probably even harder for other people to understand the amount of satisfaction I get from doing long hard rides like this. Without this bike ride, my vacation would not have felt complete.
Friday January 29th, 2010
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Today's post comes from Salsa Team rider Gerry Pflug. -Kid
Since I have been racing for 30 years (yeah, I know that probably makes me a pretty old dude), I thought it would be cool to write about my first ever bicycle race. The only problem is I can’t actually remember exactly what happened in the race itself, or how I actually finished. What I can tell you is that I was an 11-year-old kid at a beginner BMX race, on a cheap Murray bike with a paper plate used to display my race number on the front of my handlebars. And that the song Crazy Train by Ozzy Osbourne was blasting over the PA system at a dirt racetrack outside of Pittsburgh, PA called North Park. I am not sure exactly what it was about my first race that was so appealing, but something about it hooked me and I have not missed a season of racing since then.
Racing seemed like a natural progression for me as a kid. I have basically been attached to my bike from the point in time where I first took off my training wheels and learned to ride it. I used to build jumps and make trails all through the woods near my house, even before I started racing BMX. In addition to my BMX bike, I actually owned a 'ten speed' bike also and would do longer road rides (up to 20 miles or so) just because I thought it was fun. Once I started BMX racing, my affection for bike riding only grew stronger and soon racing bikes kind of defined who I was.
So, I raced BMX bikes for four years, but soon found that my newly purchased road bike I used for training was getting more riding attention than my BMX bike. Since I was spending so much time on my new ten-speed (as in two front chainrings and five rear cogs) Peugeot road bike, I decided that I should try a road bike race for the fun of it. I eventually found a junior citizens race in Sewickley, PA to do, which consisted of one 18-mile loop. Me and about 20 other junior riders lined up at the starting line that day. I was wearing red Lycra shorts, a t-shirt and a leather strapped Cinelli helmet called a hairnet. At this time in cycling, Lycra was quickly replacing the old wool style of riding shorts and it was also hard to find a pro that even wore a helmet during a race.
At that race, like I had learned from BMX racing, I took off from the gun and got the hole shot. I figured that this was good BMX strategy, so why not do the same at road racing. My early and easily achieved lead in the race was definitely a shock to me. I couldn't understand why nobody else wanted to be at the front of the pack. The fighting for the lead position that I had become so accustomed to doing in four years of BMX racing was definitely not going on in this race. I didn't care, though, and stayed at the front, setting my own pace. Eventually, the pack approached a large hill on the course and one rider shot around me to take the lead. He was actually attacking the group, but I had no idea about this race tactic back then. What I did know is that I wanted to be in first place, so I went even harder to be in the front again. The other rider then got directly behind me and followed my rear wheel very closely. He said something to me like, 'We are clear from the group.' I had no idea what he was saying or what it meant. I just knew that I was winning and so I kept going hard at the front, like it was a BMX race.
A few times during the race, the other rider with me would drop off my pace, but would soon catch back up to me again because I was not too sure where I was going. The funny thing is that I actually had to stop and wait for him a few times so that I would stay on course. Once the other rider was back with me and I was sure that we were going in the right direction, I would go directly to the lead position again and ride hard, while he rode directly behind me. Little did I know at the time that he was actually drafting off of me and saving his energy for the final sprint in to town. With less than a mile to the finish, the other racer came around me with a super fast acceleration. I did not know that the finish was approaching and said to myself that there is no way he can keep up that fast pace very long before I catch him again. Well, I soon learned that his high speed did not have to last long because I saw the finish line directly ahead of us. Needless to say, I ended up in second, but I was happy because we probably finished at least 5 minutes in front of the remaining junior riders. After the race, the race winner (Keith Dickerson) and I started talking about our race together. Keith gave me a good schooling about the bad racing tactics I used that day and gave me a lot of information about road racing in general, too. We became good friends after that race and did a lot of training and racing together as junior roadies.
It would be hard for me to talk about doing my first races without mentioning my first mountain bike race. After working my way up in road racing to a Category Two racer and riding my mountain bike recreationaly for a couple years, I decided to give mountain bike racing a try in 1989 at a small ski resort outside Columbus, OH. The first thing I remember about this race was selecting my race category. At the registration tent, I was asked in which class I wanted to race and was given the choice between Beginner, Sport or Expert. I told the registration person I wasn't sure what class to do, but provided her with some information about my road and BMX racing experience. She recommended that I do the Pro/Expert race because of my past racing experience. Since I was only doing MTB racing for off-season road training and didn't have any agenda with winning the race, I agreed with her recommendation.
I lined up with about 40 other Pro/Expert racers on my newly purchased fully rigid Cannondale with a Suntour drivetrain, toe clips, and running shoes. Not really knowing what to expect from a MTB race and coming off a successful five years of road racing, I decided to use a road racing type of start. I started slowly and figured I would see how the race went before getting too aggressive on my bike. Of course, now I know that the start of a MTB race is more like BMX race start because it is usually best to get an early lead before things bottleneck in the singletrack. A this race, however, I took my time going into the singletrack, which put me pretty far back at the beginning of the race. I soon learned how much extra work I had to do to gain positions back, but I slowly made my way through a lot of riders in front of me. Also, since the course was a multi-lap style race, I became more comfortable with going faster on each lap, learning where I could make up time and recover from my efforts.
At the beginning of the last lap, I was told that I was in second place and not far behind the first place rider. Up until this point, I really did not know where I was in the race because I had entered the singletrack behind so many other riders. But, hearing now that I was in second kindled a flame in my legs and I started to push myself harder to catch the leader. I eventually saw the lead rider up the trail in front of me and I devised a tactic in my head to attack him on a climb about midway through the course, since attacking on climbs had always worked well in road racing for me. By the time we approached the climb, I had caught the leader and was ready to go. I attacked hard and got clear from him pretty quickly. Luckily, things went well for the last half lap and I maintained my lead until the finish. I couldn’t believe that I had actually won my first ever MTB race, especially since it was in the Pro/Expert class. I have no clue why this win didn't entice me to change completely over from road to MTB racing right then and there. I should have taken it as a good sign, but instead I continued to concentrate more on road racing until the mid 1990s.
I think it is cool hearing the first race experiences of other racers, so add one here, or share one with me at one of the many races I will be doing this year. I never grow tired of hearing good race stories...or 'bad' ones for that matter, too.
Wednesday January 20th, 2010
| 3 Comments | Kid Riemer
We are pleased to introduce our 3rd Salsa Team rider for 2010: Gerry Pflug. Folks taking part in the NUE series are probably quite familiar with Gerry, as he is the reigning NUE Singlespeed Champion.
This year Gerry will be ripping things up on a Selma, Podio, and something else that we're not going to talk about right now. Gerry will be contributing to the Salsa Amigos blog from time to time, and he also maintains his own blog at Pfun With Pflug.
With that, please introduce yourself to the class Gerry.
Tell us a bit about yourself? Well, I would describe myself as just being an average “Joe” for the most part. Like most middle age men, I am busy working full time and spending time with my wife and teenage daughter. In addition to life’s typical demands, I am also an avid competitive cyclist. I started racing early in life and 2010 will be my 30th consecutive year of racing. Now I split my racing season between road, MTB and cylocross; however, most people categorize me as a mountain bike racer. I enjoy all three styles of racing and it certainly keeps things interesting and busy for me all year. During the off season, I like to participate in outdoor winter sports along with riding my bike. I enjoy downhill skiing, XC skate skiing and taking backcounty treks on skis or snowshoes. Basically, I love the outdoors, staying active and keeping fit. I feel lucky every time I jump on my bike for a ride, or get to spend time outdoors. It is a struggle at times to fit riding into my busy schedule, but the struggle is almost always well worth the reward of the ride.
What do your fellow State Troopers think of your bike racing antics? I have been a Trooper now for ten years and yes it is true that most think I am a bit nuts when it comes to the amount of racing and riding I do. But, I don’t think colleagues in my current occupation view me any differently than any other of my occupations has viewed me or how society in general views competitive cyclists. At pretty much every job I have had, people seem to have a hard time understanding why I spend so much time riding my bike. I can't say that I don't enjoy seeing the look of amazement on people when they discover I often commute by bike into work. To most people, a 20-mile ride is not something one does immediately before or after work. I guess over the years I have come to accept that most people view me as being a little eccentric when it comes to my bike riding. Even though most consider my bicycle riding to not be quite normal, I think they can appreciate my dedication and recognize the high level of fitness required to do what I do.
What made you decide to run singlespeed in the 2009 NUE series? My decision to do the singlespeed class for the NUE Series was based on a couple of different things. First, I discovered during the winter of 2009 that I really enjoyed not having to do much maintenance on my bike after riding on horrible trails or roads. I could go out and ride it in the nastiest of conditions and it was pretty much good to go again the next day. This made me think that running a singlespeed in a 100-mile race might be a good option because there is much less that could possibly go wrong with it. Doing repairs during any race is never fun, but breakdowns during a 100-mile, single-loop race can be a killer. In addition to the mechanical simplicity of the singlespeed, I also like how smooth and quiet the drivetrain is. It is a pretty awesome feeling to just focus on doing pedal strokes and not having to worry about shifting as I almost float through the woods. But, I think the main reason I chose to race on a singlespeed last year was for a new challenge. Mixing things up a bit is always good for me and the extreme test of doing 100 miles with only one gear was a very exciting prospect.
Goals for 2010? My main goal for 2010 is to repeat as the NUE Singlespeed Series Champion. I really enjoy how hard these 100-mile races are and how they test racers in so many ways. It would be difficult for me to not do the series again. I also plan to compete in many other MTB, road and cyclocross races. I am a true competitor and enjoy the thrill of racing. Racing is an addiction to me and I don’t think I will ever get my fill of doing it. I did about 50 races in 2009 and plan on doing just as many, if not more, in 2010.
What would you say to someone who is thinking about doing a 100-miler but feels a bit intimidated? The first thing I would say is that it is absolutely natural to feel nervous about doing a 100-mile race. I was totally nervous about the first 100-mile MTB race I did and still get nervous about doing them. The biggest factor in doing well, or even just completing a 100-mile MTB race, is preparing for it. Of course, by preparation I mean training, but it is also important to learn what to pack for nutrition, bike repairs and riding comfort. I learn a little something from each 100-mile race I do and try to use what I have learned to better prepare for the next one. So, with that said, don’t let the anxiety of doing a 100-mile race hold you back. Do a little preparation and get out and do one. I am sure you will be hooked on them just like me.
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