Patrick 3
Jules 4
Jim 5
Bubblecross
Who knew it was going to be so good? It was just a race to make up for the loss of Staten CX and let’s face it; the name “Bubblecross” does not inspire notions of a great race. How wrong I was. The course was on a park that included a dried up summer swimming hole.
What made it great was the combination of: lots of sand, a "small intestine" section, fast sections, a "jump" (yes we went airborne), stairs, lots of off camber turns, and steep descents. Did I mention there was sand? There was a long run up following the end of the major sand pit. Maintain momentum on the sand and you could ride up the hill. Get bogged down and lose time on the run. Awesome.
I had a few "issues" before the start. First, my front derailleur cable housing "imploded" a few minutes before the race. Only the small ring for me. Also, I noticed that my front tubular was separating from the base tape. I rode my front clincher but noticed later that there is a strip of about a foot that has about a cm or less of the tire separated, not from the rim, but from the tubular base tape. Yikes.
It didn't help that my front brake was squealing like a pig from the film Deliverance. A few of us got to pre-ride the course with Ragot, who was so smooth and fast on corners that I was seriously demoralized. It also motivates me to improve my cornering. Finally, I my rear wheel went out of true during the race: I could feel it rubbing my brake during the last lap. I was a mechanical disaster. Fortunately none of it kept me from racing.
I was in the third row at the start and was able to move up to about 5th or 6th for the hole shot. The guy following Marc up the uphill part of the “small intestines” on the first lap got tangled up in tape and Jim and I quickly moved into second and third behind Marc. I was full of adrenaline and when the road got fast I opened up charged right up behind Marc. We got through the sandpit with a good lead on the field but my wheel got stuck at the end of the sand pit and I had to run up the hill. I think Marc did too.
I stayed close behind him up until just before the last lap. During most of the race I could see that Jim was a few turns behind us. Words of encouragement were shouted all around but I was often too winded to get out anything more than a grunt of encouragement. The field was all strung out. Second time I made it past the sandpit but lost momentum on the uphill as my wheel got stuck on a root. At this point a Bicycle Depot guy had moved past Jim and was close behind. I wasn’t making it easy for him to pass on the run up. He must have had to dismount, as he did not pass me on the run up.
Further ahead near the baseball field there was a sharp off-camber right hand turn that was slippery as hell and I went into the tape and came to complete stop forcing the bike Depot guy to ride into my wheel. I got going quickly and hoped that I had slowed him down a bit. It didn’t last as he passed me on the straight away just before the barriers. I couldn't keep his wheel. He never went far; a turn or two ahead on the intestines, but I was never close enough to retake him.
I closed on him some on the sand pit but was over geared on the hill that followed and had to pull on a tree branch to get some momentum. I lost whatever ground I had been making up. By that point there was no chance of catching him. I could see Jules et Jim (the name of a famous French movie from 1962 – coincidence?) a ways back with a good gap on the rest of the strung out riders.
It was beautiful to see Marc win with Sarah and Peter there. My wife and kids were there as well. Third place was awesome – I used my “winnings” to get some new brake pads, but I wished I could have hung on to second place. If only I had been able to ride up the post sandpit climb… Either way, it was a great course, I was pleased with the result and the Kissena camaraderie was awesome.
Time to get the bike fixed and ready for Supercross!



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