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Ronde van Millbrook (a WDC joint)

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@Andrei

What size jersey would you need?
I hope medium will do (at least that's what I ordered)

Thx
@Andrei

What size jersey would you need?

mitch said:
Hey - 

My plans sort of hinge on bringing my daughter up (age 9). I'd been assuming there would be lots of kids running around and the whole thing would just sort itself out.

Maybe that's not the case? Who's bringing kids?

||mitch
@mitch

now that Patrick and Ragot aren't coming, there are no longer any kids coming and the few people who I know will be at the house while we're out will be working, so there won't be people hanging around the house who can watch her the whole time.  I imagine lots of the +1's will be out driving around during the race, so I'd say unless you coordinate for-sure child supervising, do not bring her.
All:
This would be my first-ever Kissena event. Don't even have the official garmets (yet), but I gather from the forum I could hope to get somebody's yummy old jersey.I have no experience with this type of things and I'm in no shape to think about it as a "race", but I'll probably be happy to try it as a (hopefully fast) ride.
I do have a (small) car with room for another bike on a hatchback door rack and room for 2 other (3 if you like squeezing) non-cyclists.
Anybody interested in this? (perhaps in exchange for me borrowing that old jersey :)
Andrei

P.S. I leave in Brooklyn near PP
@Andrei - email me at williamdoylecapitman@gmail.com when you decide for sure.
5april

hi wdc&ALL,
am just back in town from southlands(SC/NC) and would love to participate...any chance there could be a ride for me tomorrow am...

Current/updated rider list:
John Malcolmson
Tito
Michael Perlberg
Jeff White
David Stokes
Chris Pedersen
Marc Clifford
Eric Ragot
Dan Reiners
Joe Mueller
Ryan Johnston
&harry bolick

please do give a shout via either phone or email 718-640-8680/hbolick@gmail.com.
thanks,
-harryB;-)

hi harry again,
i live near Pratt in ClintonHill Brooklyn,
any one with an extra place in car/vehicle?

mitch?
andrei? (i have a medium KCC jersey you can sport)
dan?

give a call: 718-640-8680
Thanks,-harry
hi harry again,
i live near Pratt in ClintonHill Brooklyn,
any one with an extra place in car/vehicle?

mitch?
andrei? (i have a medium KCC jersey you can sport)
dan?

give a call: 718-640-8680
Thanks,-harry
Harry

In case you don't have a ride, let's meet 8AM @John's - corner Dekalb and Clinton. I'm sure we'll manage to fit the 3 of us.

A - 631-578-5471
i know this is late but i have a mini van with room for one more person if anyone needs a lift im leaving for bushwick at 8
11p

hi guys,
see you@8a john's place.
-harry;-)

ps. BiG Thanks!!!!

harry edmund bolick
hbolick@gmail.com
+1 718 640 8680 m

sent from iPhone
hi wilson,
sooooNice of you to shoutOut! i have a ride with Andrei&johnM...see you@RvM c2013! -harry:-)

harry edmund bolick
hbolick@gmail.com
+1 718 640 8680 m

sent from iPhone

Hey, if I knew how to do one of those Jiffy-Giffy things where you get 3 repeating frames of someone saying something with gusto, I would, and it would be saying:

"YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS!"

Where are the race/BBQ reports? And by "where?" I actually mean, "start typing muhtha-humpas," I need to hear all about the fun I missed.
Marc, I will be brief and condense today's inaugural Ronde van Millbrook into a simple visual ...
I'll write more later but in short it was, as advertised, a brutal course. Loose gravel, steep climbs ... there was some confusion with groups making wrong turns but I'll let others tell about that. 

Joe, Mike, and I slipped away about 20 miles in and spent the day pummeling each other. I slipped away from the 2 of them with 6 miles to go and thought I was going to solo in but Joe came back and by the time he got to me I was hurting bad. He proceeded to pummel me. 

So, Joe wins, I get second maybe 20-30 back, Mike 3rd maybe 20-30 back of me.

Big, big thanks to WDC and family for a lovely time.
... Also, thanks again to William, family & crew for setting this all up! Good times! I'm sure we'll see some summaries of the day trickling in soon. Most of the guys are probably either still fried from the ride or still digesting the awesome BBQ. All I am certain of is that Joe is not wielding a very sharp looking Axe, so watch out!

The first selection included Ryan, Joe, John, Alyosha, Tito, Todd, and myself. 

On a moderate rise about 20 miles in Joe and Ryan were getting antsy and I gave chase. We got a quick gap and cooperated to open it up. 

From there, I basically helped as I could on the flats and hung on for dear life on the climbs. Joe and Ryan were clearly the strongest and on the first KOM they started to put distance on me. We regrouped on the descent but again on the next KOM they put the pressure on and opened  small gap on me. 

It seemed early on that the course suited Joe a little better than Ryan (who really likes to ride out of the saddle on climbs which was nearly impossible at many points). I figured if I could hang on I might be able to take a sneak a win on the sprint. 

We got to the last big climb (Deep Hollow Road) and I was excited to recognize it from a pervious ride with William and Tito. Then I realized Joe and Ryan were teaming up on me (smart and fair racing move). Oh shit! 

But then I felt good and my confidence grew as I covered moves and even tried to put in some of my own attacks. Alas, it was not to be. This effort is probably what did me in at the end. 

There was one short final dirt uphill. I got a little cocky and tried to push the pace. Uhhh-oh. Cramps! 

It was the inside of my thigh, in what I think is the semimembranosus part of the hamstrings. (I had to google that.) 

From there on, I was hanging on. 

Ryan put in a sneaky roll off the front attack. I tried to chase but was pretty ineffective. I tried to tell Joe I was cramping but he didn't believe me. 

The final small uphill almost brought me to a standstill. Joe came around, chased down Ryan, and took the win. I tried to keep Ryan in view but he was also too strong. I rolled in for 3rd. 

Ryan and Joe were clearly the class of the field and both deserved the win. Alas, that's not possible in bike racing. Congrats guys! 

This race and course were amazing. I'm so happy that William, Al, and Anthony put this together. 

I look forward to many years of Kissena club races like this. 


 





Epic ride. Big shout to WDC and family and everyone involved in setting up the day. Others will tell you that Tito, Jeff and I got lost. Truth is we felt that 62 miles wasn't epic enough and so decided to tack on an extra 11. So in effect we are fucking awesome.
Sounds most awesome; pictures and race reports please you deadbeats! :)
Marc, I will be brief and condense today's inaugural Ronde van Millbrook into a simple visual ...
Best podium shot EVER!!!

What a race.  My fitness turned out to be somewhere between my greatest hopes and my worst fears.  I felt pretty good in the first 20, having made the initial selection of 7; the group felt like something I could work with, with Joe, Ryan and Aly being the guys I was most worried about (not that Perlberg, Todd and Malcomson were any slouches).  Silly me, turns out the newer, slimmer 2013 Mike was the "X-FACTOR" to watch out for.  Once the separation happened and the four of us took a right instead of a left onto a rough dirt section, it was all over; the other three flatted and for a few glorious seconds I thought I might be able to chase on solo and maybe gain ground with the break on the next climb.  A fantasy, no doubt, but it was MY fantasy.

At the end of that descending dirt section (which in the back of my mind I knew wasn't right, because William and Al had promised no dirt descents) I ended up meeting with Whitey and Clifford "the Big Red Dog", who had pulled out and were now looking to finish the course.  We trekked through some gorgeous country, tacked on some extra miles, and still made it back for barbeque and the podium ceremony.

My one consolation is that there won't be any wrong turns at Battenkill.

Big ups to William, Al, Anthony and all who helped make yesterday happen.  Twas epic.

tito said:

My one consolation is that there won't be any wrong turns at Battenkill.

In 2011 I was sent the wrong way by a dopey flagman at Battenkill.  Probably cost me 30 seconds.


Looking at my Garmin file, I doubt Battenkill will be as hard as RVM!
awesome.
Great ride. it was hard for sure. Thanks to Will and Al for putting this together, looking forward to something more organized and with more participation next year. This makes me want to put something together around where my mother lives in Neversink, NY as well and share these beautiful roads with the rest of you.
There were many stories in the peloton . . .

First hill was 10 miles in. I knew it was followed by a long downhill. If I got dropped, which was a real possibility, then I hoped to use the downhill to rejoin. This is where knowing the course is an advantage, because just as I thought I had crested the hill with the front group, it kicked up again for a final 1/4 mile. Whitey, Clifford and I were just tailed off as the front  group disappeared over the top. We chased on the downhill and were preparing to rejoin, when they disappeared . . .

Shit, we missed the left turn onto a dirt road. There went our chance to rejoin the lead group. Donovan joins us on the dirt road and takes over navigation (unlike me, he seemed well prepared with the cue sheet taped to his top tube and gps on his garmin). 'TURN RIGHT'. We pass a 'Dead End' sign and then abruptly come to a dirt col du sac. We turn around, wonder what to do, are joined by the rest of the group, cross the highway and find Al in the 'follow' car who is also mystified about where to go. . . A few telephone calls and google map consultations later, we head up the hiway to try to meet the others at Tower Hill Road. After waiting a few minutes, Ryan, Joe and Perlberg steam by. A couple of minutes later, Tito, John, Todd and Alyosha pass. And off we go. Long, rocky climb that I actually like (39x26 is just about right to stay seated and get over the steeper parts). At the top, I'm with Aly et al. Aly is now acting navigator. 'TURN RIGHT'. This is the beginning of the rocky downhill that doesn't feel right. Alyosha and I have flats and collaborate on replacing the tubes and consulting google maps and our respective cue sheets. We are going the WRONG WAY! His cue sheet says right, mine says left. This is a mystery that has yet to be solved. We roll to the next intersection to find John and Todd, who have also had flats. We adopt Siri as our navigator and tell her to take us back to the bbq.

I'm sorry not to have completed the course. But my legs still hurt this morning.

Lots of thanks to WDC and Al and Anthony for putting this together. It was REALLY fun.
PS. We did win the team competition. Out of the 6 finishers (defined as those who completed the entire course), 2 were from the blue team (Ryan and Harry). We'll be getting together to share shots and stories . . .
Doing a little post event paperwork - let me know if I'm missing anyone:


Congrats to Joe for taking the whole shebang! And to William, Al, and the rest of the crew that put in a HUGE amount of work to make this event a success. Even with the wrinkles, it was absolutely a highlight of my experiences riding with Kissena, and the riding in that part of the world is truly spectacular. Also, big personal thanks to Neil (our gracious driver), whose advice on the way up I wish I had taken more seriously: "[In shitty French accent] Zee first rule of randonee: Never trust another man's map."

Stokes told the most important part of my story. He, Big Red Dog, and I were catching back on after the first hard climb when we missed a hard left. We blew by it going nearly 35 mph, took a few hundred feet of tarmac to get turned around, and that was the end of the chase.

The big group that coalesced while we oriented ourselves eventually followed Al's tail car on a shortcut to the first hard dirt climb, let the podium contenders ride by, then the chase group, then began the ride again. Stokes, Big Red Dog, and I again found ourselves riding near each other on a long, rough, seemingly interminable slog of a climb, and we made it up to Alyosha, John, Tod, and Tito right near the crest. After a short descent, we came to a T, and Alyosha busted out his cue sheet, saying we should go right. We got the turn wrong. Everyone I talked to agreed it was an honest mistake (whether on the sheet or its interpretation) and I felt pretty lame for not pulling mine out as well to help.

Tito, Clifford, and I gathered at the bottom of the wrong-turn descent as the only ones who survived without flats (tubulars rock). We took enough time to completely orient ourselves, rode a ways on major roads back to where we left the course, and resumed the Ronde. The rest of the way was a lot of tempo, pressing the hills, and consulting the cue sheet. We also got directions from a nice lady, though she refused to believe our route was a sensible way to get back to Millbrook.

4.5 hours later we found ourselves with one working phone, pretty much completely lost about five miles from the finish line, never having seen the FINAL TURN. I couldn't stop yammering about bringing a plate of ribs and a beer into the shower with me. We couldn't work out how to get back on course, so Tito took us up a road he recognized having ridden before. It was on the steepest part of this road that I saw two huge deer with extraordinarily long tails leaping through the air like gazelle. Upon later telling, folks refused to believe I saw what I saw, and one suggested the "huge deer with long tails" were in fact horses. But I saw what I saw.

We finally made it back to thunderous applauds and a hearty sigh of relief from William who we found hunched over in a secluded corner of the yard frantically shuffling through the pile of release forms.

Downed about three pounds of GREAT food, traded stories with the chaps, learned about some of Dutchess County's numerous attractions from the ladies, and applauded the worthy competitors in the podium ceremony. I found it especially amusing that Mike, who took third, still got stuck with the largest and most unwieldy podium prize. I can picture Bo rolling her eyes when that thing came through the door. And TROPHY suddenly feeling old and obsolete.

By the numbers:

Duration:   4:50:31
TSS:       310.8 (intensity factor 0.802)
Norm Power: 217
Distance:   71.486 mi
Elevation Gain:     5584 ft
 I found it especially amusing that Mike, who took third, still got stuck with the largest and most unwieldy podium prize. I can picture Bo rolling her eyes when that thing came through the door. And TROPHY suddenly feeling old and obsolete.
You nailed it. 

I did get her to agree to let me mount it on the wall above the dresser. I need to figure out a tasteful way to do that. Any ideas? I want to mount it horizontally. 


Forget about mounting it on the wall.
Go dig up a plot of land and plant a vegetable garden.
If necessary, get Joe to clear the land for you.

I just took another glance at the podium picture and I saw a bit of this:

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