Wednesday, July 30, 2008
We woke up super early in the morning for the ones who wanted to head out to cedar point amusement park. The only thing, no one really wanted to go until 5pm when patrons pay $26 for admission. so i really didn't understand the early wake-up call. Typically, james and steph arrive into camp 1 or 2 hours after the seventy year old doctors, but not today. They blazed through the 92 mile day with a breeze. I never seen them so motivated.
We all had a hop in our step at the beginning of the day but drained and hungry by nights end. overall, a wicked experience. the rides are bigger, faster and crazier than the ones in Cali. check out the video...and sorry for the profanity...but if you ever experienced the maverick you'd understand. (my voice sounds strange in the video, i have this grunting, husky voice and then i scream like a sissy.)
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
b&w of the some big riders me taking a picture of the wind turbine and another cornfield
relaxing at the local pool. joe smoothed talked the manager into letting us in for free.
Sorry, I can’t remember much from this ride other than we went to the local swimming pool. Chad won on who could swim the farthest with one breath.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Ed pulled most of the way because the ride was flat and had no wind. I have no problems pulling him, but if he doesn’t give me the cue he’s done (wiggling his elbow back and forth- this allows the rider to keep his hands on the handlebar and still communicate), then I’m not pulling. Some 90 miles later he’s still in front but only this time we’ve got four others who hop on the “Ed train”. The only thing that slowed him down was the ice cream parlor 12 miles away from camp.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Factoid: What is the Native American translation of Chicago?
Is it: a) Da Bears
b) Stinky Onion Patch
c) Land of many winds
d) Home of the Deep Dish Pizza
The answer found at the bottom of today’s blog.
After the boat tour, we cabbed it to Wrigley Field and caught the game. The second we get in Alfonso Soriano blasted a shot over the fence for a 3 run homer…Cubbies win the game coming from behind 6-1. We met up with the others who decided to watch the game at Goose Island Pub when the game ended. I finally got my sushi fix satisfied at Tsunami where I indulged in a Lychee Martini, Ahi Tuna Tartare, 4 salmon sake and their special maki roll. Ed ordered a huge plate of sashimi and a chicken fajita burrito at chipotle because he was still hungry.
If you guessed A, you must love your sports and should read something other than espn
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Getting to valpo as fast as possible so we can catch the 4 o'clock train to Chicago was my only motivation. And Ed and I completed the ride in 4.5 hours. We wanted to do laundry and wash up before we left to Chi-town, but the truck was late and we didn’t know exactly which dorm we were sleeping in at Valpo University. Long story short the twenty-somethings caught the Chicago-bound train where we stayed in Joe’s apartment just outside downtown and 1.5 miles from the train station. In between, you can find everything that you need; tons of department stores and restaurants. Mexican food, Ghiradelli, H&M and $200 later we make it to joe’s apartment. Not an hour passes before we are out the door to experience chicago’s night life. We essentially missed the street fair going on in Lincoln park, but gave us the opportunity to live it up in Grand Central, where ed dropped $100 on his beer tab. The tax is outrageous here. I think it was in Wyoming where there are no taxes, in Chicago it’s 10.25%.
Friday, July 25, 2008
us breaking all the rules. hahaha
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Golf course - Me, jim and scott filling up on candy and gatorade
For entertainment, we splashed around in the pool, played some ping pong and shot some bball. Rachel and I challenged noah and simon to game of 2 on 2 up to 7. Noah wanted to beat me so bad because he hasn’t beaten me at anything yet, including me putting an ass whoopin’ on him playing ping pong left handed. Rachel and I go up 6 to 3 and had 7 shots to win it…none of them dropped and noah and simon beat us on a backdoor play where I tripped and fell on my ass and simon makes a gimme layup basket but only after he missed the 1st attempt.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
from top clockwise: Super Slo-mo Speed Racing techniques- Superman (me), Ballbuster (Rueben) and "drunk man throwing up out of driver window" (me), the Mermaid (noah) and fetal position (me), "drunk man" (simon, creator of the drunk man)
L to R - firefly, sunset of the campground, me patching up chad's and g-regs tent while catie overlooks my hem job.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
A super easy day before the dreaded 3 centuries in a row. About 20 miles into the ride, the Meyers family welcomed the big riders. In fact, they open their home to ALAW riders since their grandfather passed away from emphysema. They made tasty homemade treats for the riders, like carrot cake, espresso and chocolate raspberry muffins, ice tea, and punch. When I first rode up Kate Meyers comes up and asked me to autograph her baseball card of…me (I have my own baseball card and same with all of the other riders). I never knew I had a fan in Minnesota. In fact the family is so enthralled by the riders they had pictures of us on their personal computer’s screensaver. Any other time I’d find that a little stalker creepyish, but the Meyer’s family gets a pass in my books. They were very hospitable, making sure we were well fed and entertained. They even conducted interviews with some of the riders and can be found somewhere on the web (if I knew I’d tell you). If you participated in an interview you get a bracelet/anklet or necklace.
Poor Letty, a lactose intolerant suffererer, had a carrot cake muffin with the slightest bit of cream cheese frosting and gave her a not so good feelng in her tummy. Although she said it was worth the tummy-ache. (note to meyers family - the carrot cake muffin (and frosting) was awesome. I ate at least 3 of them and 1 of each other muffin. Yum, thanks a lot)
Monday, July 21, 2008
lemonade stand...the con artists disguised as little children...don't be fooled by their cuteness.
After we rode through some more cornfields and into Winona, Steve bitched at me for overlapping his tire. But I didn’t and I proved it. I went up to his tire and asked him if he considered that overlapping and he said yes. I quickly served to the other side of his tire to show that i wasn't. He flipped out and told me to “never F’n do that again or I’ll intentionally run over you.” I’m gonna stop because he could beat me in an Indian leg wrestling match. (Although he's known as "the rocketman" he should be renamed “quadzilla” because he's thighs are almost as big as catie's). Speaking of catie, she had a bike accident. Idk what exactly happened, but she'll be fine. Rumor has it, she pulled a "noah" and clipped the side of the elevated pavement and went tumbling. She's not quite as gummy as noah and couldn't bounce up off the ground like him. So, she has a slight sprain in the right shoulder and level 2 sprain in her wrist.
noah, me and steven...steve and i kissed and made up after a slight discrepency in riding/personal space
Sunday, July 20, 2008
If we played pacman, we'd score major points with the fruit we picked up.
The bad guys got away. So we just kicked back and enjoyed the view of one of the 10,000 lakes in Minnesota
Friday, July 18, 2008
The fog burned off by noon and Ed, Joe and I wanted to get to New Ulm quickly to rent a car and drive to Minneapolis to eat decent sushi and party with the girls from the big ride. But no luck because in all of new ulm not a single car rental agency can be found. Just a bunch of people wearing polka stuff. Instead of getting’ down on the dance floor, we watched “The Dark Knight” in a theater that had half of the chairs broken. We bought one large refillable bag of popcorn amongst the 10 of us and only managed to finish 2.5 bags. Great film. It's a shame it would be Heath Ledger's last.
G-reg and Chad (the pranksters)
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The ride started off with another “noah idiotic moment”. I might have some blame on this one, though. Me, ed and noah just started the paceline 1.2 miles away from where we left. I led the way and in the distance I could see james and steph stop and get off their bikes. I thought, “I hope everything’s alright with them” and then it dawned on me why they got off (but it was too late). Seconds later, I hear a bunch of loose gravel disguised as road under my tires and then a little sissy girl shrieked, “Oh, F*@!” I turned back only to see noah superman his handlebars again. He got some road rash on his elbow and a pair of shorts with a new set of pubic holes. At this rate, he’d never have to pay for another Brazilian. We couldn’t stop laughing at how he fell. He bunny hopped 1” to get onto the 1.5” elevated pavement, hence the fall (note to noah- don’t do anything that requires you to lift your front wheel over cement). At the University of Montana (Billings aka rimrock) he tried to copy Nick and “front wheelie” over a curb. Only this time he T-boned the curb and then crumbled to the parking lot floor, entertainment at its finest. I hope you guys don't think that I enjoy seeing people get hurt. It's just that even Noah starts laughing at how stupid he is and that's what makes it funny.
Noah Reenactment and battle wound from Fall #4 and #5
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
ALAW staff couldn’t have been crueler. They put me on Bfast duty…again and on the day we cross into Central Time, where we lose another hour. Apparently, the bfast and dinner duties have been previously schedule and Dan, the ride leader, has no control over it. I’d be happy to do dinner duties, but bfast duties hurts, man. I had to wake up at 5:30am. I don’t think I’ve even adjusted from Pacific Time yet so I’m practically getting up at 3:30am for bfast. I snoozed a couple of times and got out by 550am. Tony, an early riser, assumed I’d be late and set up half of it by the time I got there (thanks!). It’s funny, some of the slow risers use me as a barometer for how late they are. If they see me out of my tent, then they’re seriously late (better start moving your ass, Simon).
Ride really isn’t worth mentioning, except when Noah rubbed Ed’s tire when drafting. Noah shrieked, “Oh, F*@!” like a little sissy girl before his crash. The moment I turned around, I see Noah superman over his handlebars. He went unscathed except for his “big ride” shorts. He now has two matching holes along his pubic area, one from the fall and the other from getting snagged on a tree branch.
Me, Ed and noah couldn’t stop laughing at how he shrieked like a beotch, how he fell and how he has a new pair of shorts that almost exposes his junk. Thanks for the entertainment. When certain stretches get boring, I think of Noah flying face first and chuckle enough to snap me out of the boredom. Ed, on the other hand, straight up falls asleep, veers off the road and has to run over the rumble strips or loose gravel to whip’em straight.
We celebrated Chad’s 21st Bday at the only restaurant in town that would feed 40 hungry riders. After a couple of sirloin tips went down the hatch, we wasted no time to throw down some drinks. Even the locals bought rounds for the guys. Before I forget, I gotta give a shot out to my main man, Bobby Hanks. We had a 20 minute convo about life and to be honest I didn’t understand a word he said. It was as if I was talking to my grandfather (he speaks Chinese, I speaka English), I just nod and said, “uh-huh, yeah”. It didn’t help that he has a deep accent and had a $50 tab when I got to him – drinks run about $4.25, you do the math. But at least he bought me a drink.