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Thursday, September 17, 2009
Gentlemen's Race
If you haven't been there, Portland's filled with dirty, smelly hippies. Hippies and bikes. A shit-ton of bikes. Everybody rides a bike up there. Which is amazing considering it craps rain 3oo days a year. That miserable rain keeps it VERY GREEN...if you catch my drift. P-Town's the epicenter of progressive bike ideas and laws. Great bike lanes criss cross the city. Lots of hand-built shit by hispter guys rocking bigass sideburns and Euro caps. Alpenrose Velodrome is for the real fixed-gear junkies. So it comes as no surprise that they put together a non-sanction, hippy style bike race. It's called the Rapha Gentlemen's Race, and it sounds like a real good time. My buddy, John Howe of Team Beer rode this year. 140 miles with a start, a finish, and just a couple check points. Your integrity is the marshall. I've managed 140 mile rides a handful of times, and it was a long time ago. Pre-old man status. Anything over 100 miles starts becoming a long day in the saddle. It's just miserable sometimes. The mind starts tweaking and things start aching. It was my pencilneck that used to get to me. But it's such a great feeling once you're done. You feel alive. Like you've actually accomplished something. And the finish beers taste real good.
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