Lies the factory that makes amazing tubes.
It’s like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, except with steel.
Lies the factory that makes amazing tubes.
It’s like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, except with steel.
We’re two weeks away from the Roubaix and our plans are coming together. Not the solid kind – hotel, transportation. But the actual comprehension that we’re going to be in France, in Roubaix, witnessing our favorite race with our own eyes. We’re saving all of our actual prep for when we arrive in Rome. From there we’ll book our flights to Paris, and then we’ll hop the train to Roubaix from there.
More to come…
So the last time I attempted the Ronde I missed some of the markings, partially due to fatigue, partially due to them being faded in some areas. I missed Brynwood, and College, which are the gnarliest climbs of the whole route.
This time was different. Stocked with enough water and a better understanding of the route, I set out to complete the whole thing. And boy did I.


I wasn’t able to make it to the mountains to ride dirt, but I found quite enough hills to climb right here in Portland. Thanks Ronde.
We thought the bars-as-wide-as-grips phenomenon was bad. We thought the Aerospokes we bad. Even the 650c up front seemed like the end.
When Walmart starts selling fixed gears for $150 I think it’s finally over. Even though I no longer ride a fixed gear, it’s impossible to throw a stone in this town and not hit one locked up to a rack. I wonder if my prediction that old steel Italian road frames with period correct Campy will become the next fad. God I hope not.

Leaving for Rome in 8 days. Thoughts of Italian pastries, coffee, ruins, scooters, and a possible tour of the Cinelli factory are keeping me up at night. It’s not very often I travel across an ocean, let alone for three weeks. This is one of those opportunities that comes along every once in a long while. And I’d be stupid to say no.
Especially when flights from Rome to Paris are cheap. Trains from Paris to Roubaix are also cheap and we’re going to find a nice spot amongst the cobbles in hopes of catching the last couple of kilometers. Somewhere close to the velodrome so we know who won, after which we’ll wander the streets taking in the small town overrun by cycling glory.
We bought a new camera recently and I’m hoping to get some photos of blood, sweat, and tears.
Jose Serpa on Stage 5 of Tirreno Adriatico 2010. To wreck your face out, get bandaged, and come back to the front says a lot about this guy to me. I like to think I have some big marbles, but this guy knows he does. This guy isn’t a Boonen, a Contador, or a Cavendish. He’s a worker and he takes it seriously. This guy is a real badass.
Cthulhu makes a weekly trip to the mountains (if not more) for some rad getting. At the risk of blowing the lid right off this place(it’s not like anyone reads this but me) I’ll link you to the BLM site itself. Built in conjunction with NWTA/IMBA these trails are state of the art. Sustainable, thoughtful, and fast.
Currently the fire road is the best way to the top, but plans are in the works to create a two-way trail that will take you all the way back up, keeping you off the fire road and the main trail, which is best ridden in a downward direction.
As a joint Wreck/Cthulhu endeavor, we hit the trails on Saturday in near perfect conditions. 65 degrees, spotty clouds, and a nice breeze. Summer is here if you haven’t noticed, and we’re taking full advantage of it while we can. And then Tuesday another expedition was made for further dirt analysis. Jason2 and I found the trails in slightly muddy conditions, but the majority was tacky and fast. A little slop is good though, as it keeps the nerves on point.
This being the third trip I’ve taken to the Sandy Ridge System, I felt a new route might help out better. Luckily we live in Sellwood, so jumping on 224 to 212 to 26 cuts out 15-30 minutes of Powell Blvd bullshit. This is good and bad. Good because it’s a quicker trip, bad because sweet trails are that much closer.
A return trip is planned for this Saturday. It’s supposed to rain, but we’re leaving for Rome in two weeks so we’re getting all the dirt in while we can. Take my advice and get there.
Cheech, I think you may be forgiven for that stint on Nash Bridges now. Seriously, what were you thinking?

I have a great idea for a team photo! Except you on the left. You’re gonna have to sit on a barrel.
While I’m not always keen on bike advocacy, I do often join in when the cause is on the right track.
Getting more federal money for transportation alternatives sounds like a good idea to me.
So sign up already and be counted.
Also, the site is really well built, and although it’s got a web 2.0 feel, it’s easy to use. And I like it when things are easy.

Photo by Brujo of course
Oregon Velo Photos from Echo Red to Red
Anyone want to buy me a picture of me?
I always wonder how many people actually buy photos after races. They’re usually good, but never something I’d spend $12 let alone $113 for a 12×18 print. In these photos I’m usually drooling or making a really awkward face. When I’m coming around the corner and spot the photographer I do my best to make a I’m-having-a-great-time! kind of face, which usually turns into a look of pain and desperation.
But if anyone wants to buy one, I support that decision. Actually this is probably one of the better photos of me racing…
Exactly one month from now we’ll be in Rome. This has nothing to do with Italian Spiderman, except that I love it.
Boy do I wish
