Saturday, November 28, 2009

Product Review: Mavic Fury Mtb Shoes-Great Race Shoes--But Not a Unique Choice


I won a certificate redeemable for these shoes at the MMRacing raffle early in the fall. Matt joked that the winner sends in the cert. and gets the shoes like 6 months later. I thought Matt knew something terrible about Mavic’s supply chain. In fact Mavic turned the certificate around with a week of my mailing it. Impressive. Matt was making a joke about Mavic’s incredible efficiency and customer support and I just didn’t get it. All these years of cycling and this is my first experience with Mavic. So far, so good.

Originally I had planned on ordering these Fury’s for my tiny-footed wife, but Mavic does not make a shoe small enough for her. Juniors and petite women, look elsewhere.

These yellow shoes have become ubiquitous in the New England cyclocross scene. They are everywhere. Mavic appears to be sponsoring everyone who asks and comping everyone else in an effective saturation campaign. Always trying to be different, I was initially put off by these shoes. I was concerned that wearing what everyone else was wearing would somehow hurt my standing as a rebel, an outcast and most importantly, a dedicant to Italian cycling heritage. In fact I did get heckled a bit during my first few races wearing these.

But these shoes perform. F--- appearances. While I may be a rebel and an Ital-o-phile, I am a racer first. Competitive advantage trumps fashion (only slightly). After my first 2 rides in these shoes, I was sold. Maybe all these other riders are onto something and I was just the last to know.

The first thing you notice is that these shoes are stiff, the upper particularly. The upper is a combination of smooth synthetic leather and stiff plastic (maybe it’s some form of carbon fiber) and durable, yet breathable mesh. The hard parts offer stability and clean up easily, while the mesh breathes well (both air and liquid pass in and out of the shoe easily). The hard parts clean up well time and time again, but the mesh went from a eye-popping yellow to a dull yellowish brown after my first race (I hosed them off after the race and scrubbed them in the tub at the motel). But isn’t that what you’d expect after saturating the yellow fabric in mud for two days? I find that the open mesh pattern allows more solid matter to get inside the shoe than a less open design (Sidi, Specialized). On the flip side, water and muck can easily flow out as well, instead of pooling and squishing inside long after went through the puddle.

Unlike many competitors, these uppers are not trying to imitate leather, they are hydrocarbon and carbon, which does not conform or deform. Luckily they are shaped well for my feet, so this isn’t a problem. If these don’t fit like a glove in the store, DO NOT BUY THEM! Your foot might conform, but that seems like too much discomfort just to jump on a cyclocross fashion bandwagon.

The top of the shoe is capped with a hard plastic. When a rock bounces up or you mistakenly jam your toe into an obstruction, the cap protects your toes from harm.




The ratcheting system is well designed, though does not feel as durable as competitors’. The bed that strap rests in is purposely shaped to stabilize the strap.



Maybe this allows Mavic to use a smaller, seemingly less durable strap? Once the shoe is on, I don’t think about it. But the ratchet can prove stubborn to remove when packed with mud, more so than competitors’. The middle spider strap has a length adjustment, which I found useful (my narrow feet required me to shorten the strap).

One of my problems with Sidi’s off-road shoes is that they are basically a Sidi road shoe with lugs glued onto the sole. Mavic has designed a highly function and well thought through off-road shoe.

The sole lugs are grippy yet durable, even in sloppy conditions. They even have rubber on the arch of the foot so that you can grip your pedal well if you are a user of the “step through/ mark McCormack” method of cyclocross dismount.



This middle grip is also useful if you miss a clip in, allowing you to apply some power even when not clipped in.

The über-stiff carbon sole transfers pedaling power efficiently, offering the racer assurance that they are not squandering precious Watts in flexing the sole (another problem with Sidi off-road shoes). The shoes come with a thin metal plate that goes underneath the cleat to prevent the pedal from wearing/damaging the sole of the shoe (a problem that has plagued my 5 sets of Sidis).




I have found that this little bit of replaceable metal (shoes came with 4 plates), makes clipping in more positive.

The stiff sole and protective upper offer noticeable advantages on run ups. They behave similar to a rigid hiking boot, allowing you to jam your toes into cracks without fear of harming your feet. Also the stiff sole allows you to leverage your toe hold and use the sole as a lever to raise yourself quickly and efficiently.

Overall I am impressed with the Mavic Fury’s performance, though I feel like a fashion victim when wearing them. While eye popping yellow is a statement, I am not quite sure what it says: “I am a follower;” “I jump on bandwagons;” “I like garish colors;” “I want to be just like [insert cyclocrossworld.com pro of choice here].”

I got my shoes for free, so I took what was offered. But you can get yours in black if you pay for them; I haven’t seen white offered yet. Before trying them, I would not have bought these shoes with my own money. But now that I have sampled them, I am sold.

As for durability, time will tell. But so far so good.




Monday, November 23, 2009

Creeping Fees in Competitive Cycling: Part 2--Tour of the Battenkill Sets the Bar Higher Than Ever.

Race fees have been rising steadily over the last year. One of my main points when I tackled this topic this summer was that a promoter could only get away with raising race fees far above the average fee if they were offering a unique race experience. I sighted the Tour of the Battenkill as the primary example of such a race. I also noted that the promoter of Battenkill, Dieter Drake, was very likely to raise prices until he found the upper limit that racers were willing to pay.

Battenkill will cost $75 for lower category racers and $85 for cat 1/Pro and cat 2 (who have a separate race. Obviously, the fee is outrageously high. Normally, I'd blast the promoter and suggest that we all race somewhere else on that day. Realistically, most people I know will complain about the fee privately and then be the first to register for the race.

The icing on the cake is the lack of a prizelist. While few of us will finish in the money, we like to know that a portion of our race fee will be paid to the best riders in our race. Maybe this is an oversight, but the combination of the pieces of information makes me bridle.

Last year we all sat around our computers at a designated time waiting for Battenkill registration to open so that we wouldn't be shut out when the fields filled quickly. Some of us had plans that night and were shut out. Dieter Drake added fields to accommodate the demand. While some people spent time on a wait list, eventually, no one was shut out.

This year, I suggest that we have none of it. The races aren't going to fill. And even if they fill, Drake will do exactly what he did last year and open fields instead of leaving $75 a head on the table. Maybe if we wait a few weeks before registering, Drake will panic. Obviously, he won't lower the race fee this year, but he may think twice before raising the fee by more than 50% for 2011.

I'd like to say that I'm highly principled and that I'll stay home instead of paying the exorbitant race fee. I haven't decided if I will race yet. My decision will depend on my fitness in the late winter/early spring. If I feel like I am going to get dropped, I will stay home and do an epic ride locally instead of dropping all that money and driving 8+ hours to ride alone in upstate New York.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Geekhouse is Having a Party: Middlesex Lounge November 23rd 7pm—Dude-Thirty

Before this season, I believed that no one could design a kit more hideous than Mario Cipollini’s skinsuit.




Marty over at Geekhouse has raised the bar by outfitting his team in clown suits with bikes to match. New England take notice: there is a new benchmark for outrageous cycling clothing.




Appearances aside, I love the Geekhouse Factory team. While I sometimes have trouble taking them seriously when they are wearing their racing outfits, I have a tremendous amount of respect for these guys and can’t wait to formally congratulate them at their upcoming party.

Put on your dancing shoes, and your neon clothing and join Geekhouse in celebrating a highly successful season. Knowing Marty Walsh and the rest of the team, I can guarantee that this will be a good time.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Race Rep…Actually, I Don’t Even Talk About the Race....I Merely Bitch: USGP Mercer Cup 2009

So, I have been taking a hiatus from complaining on this blog. Rosey has pointed out that I have a tendency to find the negative even in great situations. This post represents my return to negativity, so if you are not into it...move on.

Problems that I had with the Mercer Cup USGP:

1. The registration line was super long. In practice they had one person signing in all category. This is supposed to be one of the biggest races on the east coast, Couldn’t they try to do at least as good a job as our local promoters?

2. The line was so long because they were handing out triathlon style transponders. Seriously.

3. Transponders are the solution to a problem that does not exist in a well-run cyclocross race. When’s the last time that you heard of someone who skipped a lap and got a win? Even when a few oddities have happened, the result was corrected quickly and amicably. If you try to say that they could come in handy for a photo finish, I can point out that it is the front most part of the bike (tire) that determines whether you win a sprint, the transponder was supposed to be strapped to your ankle.

4. Even with the transponders, results were posted without finishing times, even for the elites.

5. You were responsible for the transponder. If you failed to return it, you’d be billed for the price of a new one, $109. My transponder was far from new. Like cyclocross racers doesn’t have enough shit to worry about before and after a filthy race.

a. Furthermore and perhaps worst of all, they gave you no receipt when you returned the transponder. If the promoter claims that I didn’t return the damn thing and decides to bill me, I have almost no recourse.

6. They mowed the grass the day before the race, which is awesome. They didn’t pick up or rake the cut grass off of the course. Not awesome. The combination of wet conditions and the clods of grass clogged drivetrains, wheels, brakes, pedals and cranks. $1000’s of dollars worth of components were destroyed because the promoters didn’t properly prep the course.

a. I guess that I can accept this level of course prep at a local grassroots race, but this it USGP!

b. And if you want to argue that it would cost too much to rake the grass up, they should have cut the stupid transponders out of the budget and pocketed half that money and spent the other half to pay to have the course raked.

c. Also, half the staff was walking around in custom embroidered USGP weatherproof clothing. That likely cost 10 times what proper course prep would have. Nothing like having your staff look pro while your course is not even prepped as well as a local race.

d. If you say that they had no way of knowing that the weather would cause this sort of a grassy mess, I want to point out that they have been running this race for 3 years at the same venue and most prior years there has been similar conditions.

7. On Saturday, during the B Men’s Start the last of the B women finishers were still on the course, in the starting straightaway! 100+ keyed up men had to sprint into and around women who had just finished racing. Obviously this caused a couple of crashes, one of which ruined my Saturday race. This was the most bush league start I have ever been involved with. beyond amateur. After I complained to someone else, I was told that this has happened in previous years at Mercer.

8. Staging order in the B race was strictly based on registration order. This made for an unsafe start, as serious contenders who registered late had to fight their way through slower riders who had no chance of placing high. For instance, I started in 65th both days and I finished 25th and 18th respectively, which means that I passed 40 riders during my race. Most of these passes took place during the starting sprint and it was sketchy. I’m not saying that I should have had a call up, but they should find a better way to decide staging order (use standings in big local series’ or maybe crossresults.com points). The data to come up with a more logical staging order is freely available on the internets.

9. The course was bland and featureless. If it hadn’t rained, this would have been the most boring race of the season. Actually, even with the rain and mud the course was pretty boring. No elevation change, no interesting chicanes, few off cambers. It was mostly long straight sections broken up with wide turns. Just a power slog. Boring. Since I don’t give a shit about USGP, I won’t be traveling to this race next year to race their featureless course.

10. The B race was at 9:30 am. I am not sure why they did this but it sucked. It meant that out of towners definitely had to stay over in NJ on Friday as well as Saturday, which increases the price of the trip and the hassle significantly. The early start created all sorts of headaches for teams that have up and coming B riders as well as elites. Some elites had to be at the venue as early as 7:45, since that is when their team vehicles were going over (if a B rider wanted a preride, they had to do it before 8:30.

11. The B race was “40 minutes,” which translated to 4 laps. Most people were doing sub 10 minute laps, so the race was likely shorter than billed, closer to the length of a C race. Actually I don’t know how long the races took since they never posted times with the results! Even in the hellish conditions, the races felt short.

12. Overall, at every opportunity the promoters made it known that they were not concerned with the quality of racing for the lower categories. The attitude of “only the elites matter” permeated the whole event. There was no overt disrespect, but a few times when I had basic questions, like about a bike wash station on Saturday morning, I was told that it was definitely available for Pros, but only maybe for a B racer. Obviously there were exceptions, like SRAM neutral support who are always helpful and respectful even when you have crazy questions or requests.

Positives:

1. Overall, I enjoyed the trip. I traveled with Cary (who beat me both days), Bradshaw (rode well in the Elites) and Dave Chui (who shuttled us around all weekend and took 2nd in the hole shot on Saturday)

2. We ate well. Malaga in Trenton had great paella and Vincent’s had a fried and sugared zeppolini’s that were worth a separate drive to ഞ

3. Hanging out with the Philly crew is always fun and it was a highlight this weekend

4. Watching Tim Johnson tear the course to shreds on Sunday, hanging it all out on every corner, while trouncing Ryan Trebon was great.

Going south to race really helps me appreciate how great we have it in New England. Our races are well run, cat 4’s are usually are made to feel welcome and wanted. Many of our courses are world class and challenging, even on a dry day. I’m glad that I am doing some local racing next weekend.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Race Announcement: Shedd Park—Come Humiliate Me in Front of My Family!

As you may have heard, CB is helping BRC put on the Shedd Park race this year. Since I grew up in and around Lowell, I consider this my hometown race. Most of my season’s training is targeted around dominating this race. I will be doing the Elite race, provided 9 other riders register.

I am hereby inviting you to come and take my lunch money in front of my entire family. While some of my readers are friendly, I am realistic enough to know that many of you hate me. So here’s your chance to trounce me at a race that actually matters. Also, my family will likely heckle me while you do it, which should add to your pleasure.

Additionally, I will be announcing all of the lower category races in pro style.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Race Report(s): Northampton Cycle-Smart International cat 3 2009


As always the photos are courtesy of my lovely wife




I went in to NoHo feeling good. This was one of my "A" weekends, so I had built my training around being fit and rested for these races.

There were a number of goals for this season and most of them revolved around beating friends who have consistently bested my in the past. The list and results are as follows:

  1. Rosey-beaten at Green Mountain Cyclocross/VT Verge (and others)
  2. Yash--Green Mt.
  3. Sebastien Dumont--Results swing back and forth
  4. Cary Fridfich--New Gloucester--Both Days
  5. Colin Holmes Reuter--10/18/09 Wednesday Night SuperPrestige (obviously, this isn't a sanctioned event, but I take what I can get)
  6. PVB--10/18/09 SuperPrestige
  7. Colin Holmes Murphy--Never
As you can see, prior to this race weekend, I had accomplished most of my goals for the season, including podiuming in a Verge race (twice). But Murphy hung out there. Colin has been smoking me so badly that he doesn't even show up as a rival on my crossresults.com page.

The Racing--Day 1

I got there early, warmed up and thoroughly inspected the course. I was confident that I was going to put forth my best effort.

The race was relatively uneventful. It started fast, I was near the front and stayed there. Riders attacked and few got away. On the first or second lap, I found myself gaining on CHM.



I caught him on the run up and then rode his wheel for a few turns, hesitant to throw down the gauntlet with so many laps remaining.




Soon, it became obvious that I would travel faster if I took the initiative in the corners and handled the rooty sections with an unobstructed line.

I waited for Holmes to take a corner wide. I turned a tighter radius while carrying more speed. I accelerated before Holmes was able to. I got a gap.

Photo courtesy of Josh Garlich

Eventually, I saw Holmes and Rosey start working together a few seconds back. This scared me.





Sometime near the end of the race, I was riding with Evan Huff. God damn it. I have been beaten in the last lap of uncountable cross races by this dude. Usually by less then 3 seconds, sometimes 10ths of seconds. He is becoming my white whale. He bested me for the last paying spot, 5th to my 6th.

I held off Murphy. Sad though it is, this is currently the highlight of my season.

Overall a good day.

Day 2-

With Murphy bested and Cary in the Verge leader's jersey, my goals for the race should have been minimal. But during preride/inspection, I began to believe that it was my day. I got that nervous feeling that you get when you can taste victory. Anyone who has ever targeted an event and then been confident about their chances of a really good result knows the feeling I mean.

Again, I was in the top 10 in the prologue loop. The pace was super high. Attacks were coming thick even before we entered the first lap. It was my day. After Chris Laflamme had settled into the front of the lead group, setting a high pace, I attacked the straight away leading to the sandpit.

I entered the sandpit alone with a small gap. I had ridden into the pit "step through" style fully intending to dismount with momentum and run the sand instead of risking a crash and a first lap pileup. Others behind me rode the sand faster than I was able to dismount/run/remount. My attack was absorbed and answered within 30 seconds of my initiating it.

I was still in the lead group, but taking on water. I watched Huff, Laflamme and Murphy ride away from me, as if in slow motion. It wasn't dramatic, a gap just opened and grew. I could have slayed myself to stay with them...but I chose to stay back. It was still lap one and many matches were being burned. I figured that those dudes were racing like fools. They all ended on the podium.

The rest of my race was tame. I'd get in a group, ride wheels in the straights and get in front on the upper deck. I maintained position. The weight of the Verge leader's jersey had pulled Cary back. I could see him chasing on opposing sections. Again, Cary is no joke. He kept me honest in the corners, helped me keep the hammer down.

On the last lap, I was in a group with Mike Wissell, James Morrison, and a local named Jeremy, all solidly inside the top ten. On the upper deck, I gapped them by taking a good line through the roots.

I went super fast down the launch ramp and came into the S turn after the RR tracks too hot.





I made the first corner but my line made it impossible to negotiate the second. I tried to cut hard left to correct. I had a full speed crash. While my file treads gave way easily, I beleive that I would have crashed with any tires. The impact was loud enough that me and my bike slid so far that people started running over. Friends went to get my wife. Morrison asked me if I was OK as he passed, the tone of his voice implying that he believed that I wasn't.

I got up, pissed. I wasn't hurt. But I was pumped full of adrenaline and annoyed about loosing spots. I passed Wissell in the next set of corners and got on Jeremy's wheel. I attacked him, but he countered and wouldn't let me get the advantage. Jeremy rode me off his wheel and outsprinted me for 6th. Morrison was out of sight.

7th is a great result. But it wasn't my day. I have no scratches, cuts, bruises, or marks as a result of my last lap crash. Maybe it was my day.








Friday, November 6, 2009

Product Review: Tufo Cubus 32mm Cyclocross Tires—They Handle Mud Really Well




If you are a regular reader of this blog, you may remember that I have swallowed the Kool-Aid concerning tubular cyclocross tires. I currently have 3 sets of tubs. While my Challenge Grifo’s are great all around tires, and my Dugast Pipistrellos are fast; I am most impressed with my Tufo Cubus 32’s.

The Cubus is a highly specialized tire. They are meant for deep mud and seriously greasy, sketchy courses. On pavement, you can hear the raised knobs robbing you of speed and momentum. But in a shit show like New Gloucester 2009 or Mercier Cup 2008, these tires will save your ass and keep you riding while others are slipping out and walking.

The super aggressive center tread pattern really bites into the ground and offers decent traction on deep, slippery, loose mud. At New Gloucester this year, I was able to ride many sections that my competitors ran. I attribute my 2 uncharacteristic Verge podiums at least partially to the grip offered by these tires on the slick climbs.



In corners, the side knobs dig in and offer stability and confidence. Since they are a mud tire, you will never feel like you are riding on rails, since every corner should be greasy if you are using these. But you will be able to push a little harder in corners knowing that your tires are gripping.

The tread pattern sheds mud as good as any other specialized mud tire. This is the constant trade off: aggressive tread vs. mud shedding ability (for instance Fangos shed mud, but aren’t aggressive enough when conditions truly deteriorate). Tufo has struck a good balance with the Cubus. They grip well, but don’t pack up terribly, though, as with any aggressive tread, if the mud is sticky enough, they can’t help but pack.






Many people object to Tufo tires because they are much less supple than fancier tubulars. The flip side of this is that Tufo tires are indestructible. You can whale on these tires all season, run them at ridiculously low pressure and bottom them out multiple times per race and not worry about hurting them. And if they puncture, they are easily resealed using Tufo’s sealant. Call me a philistine, but I like my mud tires to be able to handle the inevitable abuse that they will suffer: getting smashed into hidden rocks, roots and the like. I have noticed no downsides to the stiffness of the casing. They don’t conform to every little change in surface, but they conform enough in off cambers to allow the tread to do its job.

These tires were comparatively cheap. $50 on World Class Cycles. That’s cheaper than Challenge tubulars cost at wholesale.

The bottom line: If you are looking for an inexpensive, durable tire that will help you improve your mud riding, this might be it. If you need a suppler casing, you can get the Flexus casing with the Cubus tread for about twice as much.





Sunday, November 1, 2009

Race Report: Canton Cup 2009--Elites

$750 paid 10 deep draws a crowd. While most fast riders may know that someone fast like Justin Spinelli will show up to take first, they think they are fast enough to at least make their registration fee back. There were about 40ish fast dudes on the starting line. Everywhere I looked was a dude who's definitely faster than me. And even the rare rider that I have beaten before, had also beaten me. On the start line, I was more concerned with not finishing DFL than finishing in the money.

Also, this race was declared as the LCC unofficial championships, since it is one of the few races where all of us were able to race in the same category. Lining up to contest the LCC Cup were: Kyle Smith and James Morrison (both of whom made the foolhardy decision to ruin their chances for LCC glory by racing the B race prior to the elite), PVB, Colin Holmes Murphy, Scott "Rosey" Rosenthal, Cary "The Mantis" Fridrich and honorary LCC member, Colin Holmes Reuter. While we had a quorum, we were upset that LCC founder Yasushi was not present to officiate the proceedings. Apparently he was caught up in an anime nightmare that involved costumes, carbon fiber and may or may not have involved hallucinogenics.

Canton a grass crit punctuated by a few sharp rocks and roots to flat your tires. And it was windy as hell. Group riding is key if you were going to achieve a good result. Either that or ridiculous Watts.

I had a good start, for me anyway. Which means shit in an elite race. Dudes are fast. I was probably tenth going into corner one. I fell in behind Reuter and mucked it up for his cameras by getting inside of Peter Sullivan's wheel-folding-crash which Colin was right on top of. Then Colin and I fought it out for a few corners until he got a gap and a wheel and I got relegated to no-man's-land.

Justin Spinelli was having mechanical issues; we'd all pass him while he fixed his issue, only to have him come storming by a minute later. This happened at least twice. Getting on his wheel was not an option. He eventually pitted and finished second to Justin Lindine.

Cary and both Holmes's were up the road. Morrison came by and I hopped on his wheel. He took a pull that lasted like a lap and then pulled out, waving us through as he pulled off the course. In retrospect, I think that he knew that he was pulling out and he was attempting to pace me up to the 10 man train barely visible up the road. Thanks James.

Thom Parsons raced in costume. I'll post photos as they become available. I only mention it because at one point he almost caught me. Nothing motivates like potential humiliation. While everyone knows that Thom is fast, no one wants to get pimped by the dude in a costume. I dug deep and got away...at least that's how I remember it. Maybe he passed me and I shut it out similarly to how adults are often unable to remember traumatic childhood events.

I passed a few riders with mechanicals, mostly flats if I had to guess. PVB, CCC, and Guenter Hofer, all of whom would have put minutes into me had they better luck. I always feel guilty passing fast dudes after they mechanical; I sheepishly apologized as I passed.

I spent the rest of the race soloing in the wind. And it was seriously windy. I literally 10-20 seconds behind Mike Wissell for 4-5 laps with no one behind me. I rode hard but seemed to make no headway. Wissell had already rode the 3/4 race earlier, so I was exhibiting extra suckage by not catching him. For most of the race, there was no one on sight behind me, which made it hard to keep the effort up at times. Matt Green slowly closed in on me. I overcooked an easy corner, picked up a shrubbery and lost enough time that Green got close enough to strike.

I got his wheel when he came around and we caught Wissell. The 3 of us attacked each other repeatedly in the last lap, which made for some exciting racing after riding solo in the wind for an hour. Green, RMM, Wissell in that order.

LCC Results:

1st Murphy
2nd The Mantis
3rd Rooter
4th RMM
5th Rosey
6th PVB (flat tire)
DNF James Morrison
DNF Kyler

Verbal reports indicate that my LCC rivals up the road were smart enough to take shelter in a various groups. I've taken note and will race smarter next year. Good job everyone. We should do this more often.