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Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap!

Tuesday, September 27, 2005


Snow Mountain takes a beating...and dishes one out as Highroller, Furious and the infamous Steve-O Gabbard suck thin oxygen while crushing innocent forest sprites beneath their churning wheels of terror! Take that you gnomish slattern!

Jump you sack 'o crap!

Catch that yellow muthatrucker!

Are you ready to rumble? Snow Mountain Ranch cyclocross thru the woods and into the pain!

Saturday saw a meandering journey into Hessie, on foot no less! Das Alfords in a very Adirondack-y perch en route to Lost Lake

The dreaded Hessie Chimney lurks somewhere in the background but we opted for a nice peaceful mosey instead...

Hitting the trail, footloose and fancy free

Elven grotto

Betty, Chainsaw, Highroller and sis hit Hessie Sat for a stroll up to Lost Lake in the beautiful fall scenery...even Muleshoe looks good!

Monday, September 26, 2005


Hillbilly CSI and Equinox Revelry

Last Friday�s Chalet bonfire started seemingly normal and routine. Get wieners, alcohol, drive up to the Chalet� Many know the drill, few attend regularly. Ah, this evening the wine was going down pleasingly fast and Betty in truth wasn�t drinking anyone�s wine. The beer tasted like an elixir from the gods, and the corn was sizzling! Sun set with purple and pink waves of glory. All was well and then between dinner and smores, there was a scream - Loni found Pat�s confused straw carcass. Luckily on the scene were the Hillbilly CSI team. They discovered a dead straw half man half woman. S/he had a corncob, wore pearls and large panties. They also discovered that Brad had a knack for picking songs that will stick in your head.
�Ding fries are done, ding fries are done, would you like an apple pie with that?� With countless one liners and misspoken jokes, a majestic time was had by all!

Ah another fine weiner roasted on a hot poker. This is the life!

Covering the scene was Gilpin County's finest Hillbilly CSI team! By the look of this straw, its been dead 12 hours...

...and a corn cob pipe and a... well not really a pipe but look at those panties! Hey Lady! I mean...

And now we dance like witches and pagens under the stars... No not really we danced like freaking drunk people!

Ahh, the sweet, sweet thrill of watching something just get torched! Is that shirt really melting? What happened to her/his pearls?

Hanes Her Way was the last piece of Pat to smolder and burn. One thing learned, you will be safe from a fire if you are covered in grannie pantys from Hanes Her Way!

Here my pretty...

Notice Rose pointing (with her poker) at the once flaming marshmallow that she flug in my direction!

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Rhiannon and Groton Pond


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The Ubiquitous Stone Wall


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Moss et al.


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Mt. Mansfield


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View from Nose to Chin. The tiny building in the middle was my old workplace.

Boating on Lake Champlain


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Runs on Air


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Not really. This is part of the fiendishly ingenious starting system...note the "experimental" label.

The Plane That Wouldn't Start


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The mission was to fly. However, the nasty weather and recalcitrant airplane nixed that. We jury-rigged it enought to start, but not to fly.

Thursday, September 22, 2005


In the rhythm of the year, Harvest Home marks a time of rest after hard work. The crops are gathered in, and winter is still a month and a half away! Although the nights are getting cooler, the days are still warm, and there is something magical in the sunlight, for it seems silvery and indirect. As we pursue our gentle hobbies of making corn dollies (those tiny vegetation spirits) and wheat weaving, our attention is suddenly arrested by the sound of baying from the skies (the 'Hounds of Annwn' passing?), as lines of geese cut silhouettes across a harvest moon. And we move closer to the hearth, the longer evening hours giving us time to catch up on our reading, munching on popcorn balls and caramel apples and sipping home-brewed mead or ale. What a wonderful time Harvest Home is! And how lucky we are to live in a part of the country where the season's changes are so dramatic and majestic!"

Last year equinox

Wednesday, September 21, 2005


What time is it? Pain Time! Cyclocross season is upon us like 3 headed slavering wolves amongst the lambs! Hork!

Let the carnage begin! Brecktobercross kicks off with the 4s humping it over the double set, Highroller suspiciously near the front of affairs, though not for long...

Highroller in the top 10 on lap 1

Hot start sees Furious right on the leaders wheels in 3rd at mid-race

Putting down the power in the big ring section at Brecktobercross

Sean heads out on the bell lap with a clear gap to the chasers

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Cyclocross Part 2 UPDATE!

MOA and the Albino Sasquatch took advantage of a fine Saturday afternoon to punish ourselves with a visit to Brecktobercross 05. While not necessarily a UCI legal course, it's challenges include a solid elevation gain and a brisk headwind on the paved section of the course. MOA pulled of a respectable 13th place in the 4s and avoided adding to the scar collection on his shins. All without a respectable warmup due to the standard Sasquatch time deviation of 15-30 minutes. Your narrator won a case of beer in the 3s. A celebratory Paulaner and bratwurst topped off the day as Brecktoberfest had main steet all closed off.

Rallying the troops for the proposed Sunday cyclocross ride proved difficult as several bIKE cLUB members were on reconnaisaince missions to varying points of the map. Cheeso reported in from the Detroit airport en route to Vermont with some sort of new technology called a "cellular phone" while reports of Pete K hanging out with hot Italian chicks have been verified.

Dash, the Crossbowmaker, the Velvet Hammer and the Albino Sasquatch ventured out on cyclocross rigs up Fourmile canyon to the town of Sunset and rode the Switzerland trail to Sugarloaf and a fast descent to a hot lap of Betasso. The only other two bikes seen on this loop were also cross bikes, so the message must have been intercepted by rival cycling groups.

Next weekend beckons with the Snow Mountain Ranch mud pit. However, prior to that, September 22 2005 is the autumnal equinox. Perhaps we should celebrate the change of seasons with a traditional harvest meal. Juanita's? Exactly! Wednesday. Sevenish. Going to have to postpone this. Season premiere of "Lost" is on tonight.

Monday, September 19, 2005

bIKE cLUB

One Liner nomination:

Furious: While responding to his recent dating habits, Furious adds: "There is no such thing as too freaky for me."

Memo from Italy: Pete sent me this picture of him, Whitney and some random chick from the Milan Bike Show. Apparently, she took him on some single track in Switzerland where she proceeded to rip his legs off. Get that man some EPO stat! Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 16, 2005

One Liner nominee

"Car up!" -Kdub in the early phases of Tickler hallucination on 102J (which hasn't seen a car in oh, 25 years.)

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Die, Bambi!


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It's not a party until the guns come out.

I Feel Old Too


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God, that gluten made me sleepy!

Pornstar Pete


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Brad & An Arm


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Startled


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What!? Gluten-free, you said?

Dash & 2 Women


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Why is the "mistress" double-fisting it? Boy, that sounds nasty.

Silhouette


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She drinks, he checks out some cleavage.

A Happy Couple


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To my knowledge, this is Anne!'s first appearance on the blog-and boy, she looks excited!

What To Eat?


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Hmmm...do you see any gluten-free entrees?

Early Farva nominees...

Chainsaw- “…and I’d like to thanks Matt’s Dad, Richard Alford, for such a wonderful time last night”
Dick Alford –“It was good for me too!”

In a Sean Connery accent…“I’ll take Jap Anus Relations for $400 Alex”

Casey Haymes in a Jimmy Stewart accent “..so then they went on an adventure and it was all…melty”

Chainsaw, to already weeping woman. “You are terrible, terrible people.”

“Santorum”

Glick “ So back at university we had a cycling club”
MOA “Did you have a gay guy like Dash too?”

Pete- “Do you think this is hard enough?
MOA –“Yes, it’s stiff enough! Now stick it in there and let’s get going.”

“…and then our son got shipped out to Ko-rea. You all sure you don’t want some peanut butter?”

MOA – Describing the Tickler 2 course “…well up ahead here I think it starts to get pretty rocky.”

Doug – “Sasquatch? I saw one once. They are like part alien, part human.”

Doug – “ This is the most relaxed I’ve ever seen Matt Cheese-O. He’s all soft and malleable.”
Cheese-O – “Does anyone have a cell phone? I’ve got to call Loni and tell her I won’t be home tonight.”

Rose und rock


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No, but I can see you!

Can you hear me now?

Tuesday, September 13, 2005


Shortest Crit in the World part II as Dash, er Chainsaw, er maybe it is Dash after all, takes a commanding lead...

"Uber-Ancestor Complaint Dept. Sure come right in. Now just nose in a little closer, hey would you like some peanut butter?"

I feel the need to see some trees. Guess I'll just head out on the...

Best. Ride. Ever.