2011 Kisscross Season Finale-Holland

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The 2011 Kisscross season ended on Sunday in true Belgian cyclocross style. For the first time this season we had some nasty adverse conditions. There was rain, wind, cold and mud. More mud than we have had this entire season and I for one was looking forward to it. I think everyone was getting a little too comfortable with the mild weather at most of the races this year. The mostly flat stadium course was set up nicely with a couple tough stair sections, a couple off camber sections and one section where the mud was so deep you were forced to dismount your bike and run for a while until you reached the pavement again. This was my first cross race without barriers but the conditions were so tricky that I didn’t even realize they weren’t there. Earlier in the week there was some smack talking going on between Captain Rick and Kim Thomas of the Fusion team. So I guess it was settled that the team with the best overall finishers would be receiving free beer from the losers. Founders racers came out in droves to back up Rick’s smack talking, and we laid the smack down on a tough Fusion team. Founders racers are not used to actually buying their own post race beers so we sure as hell were not going to buy beer for anybody else.
Another awesome course, another awesome season. See you in March at the Barry Roubaix!
Scott
A Results, Founders in red and Fusion in blue:

A’s
1
Brad
White
687
2
Craig
Gietzen
225
3
Terry
Sensiba
558
4
Brian
Parker
485
5
Fred
Bunn
91
6
Jeff
Jacobi
309
7
Brian
Hancock
271
8
Aaron
Zuelke
714
9
Dan
Banhink
10
Josh
Hogeterp
299
11
Gabe
Niehof
465
12
Tim
Curtis
143
13
Earl
Hillaker
292
14
Matt
Smith
576
15
Dan
McGraw
417
16
Chris
Pawielski
492
17
Adam
McIntyre
422
18
Sean
Smith
578
19
John
Kittredge
349
20
Matt
Remelts
523
21
Steve
Bartzen
35
22
Nate
Versluis
662
23
Todd
Anthes
11
24
Tim
Krone
374
25
Jacob
Marshall
407
26
Ryan
McGuire
420
27
Mike
Brower
734
28
Scott
Thenikl
623
1W
Kim
Thomas
29
Bart
Vanderhammer
650
30
Dale
Echelbarger
178
31
Shawn
Crowley
141
2W
Danielle
Musto
32
Martin
Hall
263
33
Jeremy
Karel
337
34
Jurrien
Davison
150
35
Jake
Biernacki
46
36
Ralf
Sharnowski
561
37
Dennis
Murphy
454
38
Brad
Bacon
19
39
Don
Boersma
62
40
Michael
Seaman
557

1

Brad

White

687

2

Craig

Gietzen

225

3

Terry

Sensiba

558

4

Brian

Parker

485

5

Fred

Bunn

91

6

Jeff

Jacobi

309

7

Brian

Hancoc

271

8

Aaron

Zuelke

714

9

Dan

Banhink

10

Josh

Hogeter

299

11

Gabe

Niehof

465

12

Tim

Curtis

143

13

Earl

Hillaker

292

14

Matt

Smith

576

15

Dan

McGraw

417

16

Chris

Pawielsi

492

17

Adam

McIntyre

422

18

Sean

Smith

578

19

John

Kittredg

349

20

Matt

Remelts

523

21

Steve

Bartzen

35

22

Nate

Versluis

662

23

Todd

Anthes

11

24

Tim

Krone

374

25

Jacob

Marshall

407

26

Ryan

McGuire

420

27

Mike

Brower

734

28

Scott

Thenikl

623

1W

Kim

Thomas

29

Bart

Vanderh

650

30

Dave

Echelba

178

31

Shawn

Crowley

141

2W

Danielle

Musto

32

Martin

Hall

263

33

Jeremy

Karel

337

34

Jurrien

Davison

150

35

Jake

Biernac

46

36

Ralf

Sharnoi

561

37

Dennis

Murphy

454

38

Brad

Bacon

19

39

Don

Boersm

62

Beer Time!

MadAnthonyIPA
Mad Anthony IPA
Out of town for work trip, I am always curious to see the brews that can be found in other locations.  Interestingly, I found Mad Anthony IPA while in southern Indiana.
Why is that interesting?  Perhaps more so to me because this coming weekend is the Mad Anthony cyclocross race in old Fort Detroit.  The race, the beer and Fort Wayne Indiana are all named after “Mad” Anthony Wayne, a Revolutionary War general who mostly led American troops against British forces in the midwest during our war for independence.
The Mad Anthony IPA is brewed in Fort Wayne Indiana at the Mad Anthony Brewing Company (www.madbrew.com). A review of the Mad Anthony website will not show this beer available.  It was one of a rotating group of flavors brewed and bottled.  I found the brew to actually not be what I expected as an IPA (India Pale Ale).  For those who are familiar with Founder’s IPA and even Bell’s Two-Hearted, the flavor of Mad Anthony IPA would be quite different.
In a clear glass, the color is not a deep golden color, but rather, it is a light gold color with a slight hint and tinge of red.  There’s a slight sour, but not unpleasantly so, aroma to the beer.  There’s also a slighty but quick sour taste but this is quickly followed by a more rye flavor.  The Mad Anthony IPA is not the hoppy heavier style of IPA, but presents a bit of a red’s rye tinge of flavor creating a different IPA experience.

Josh’s Iceman Saga

Iceman story #2
JEFF
I’m quite positive the team could not have asked for a better 22nd annual Iceman Cometh!  The weather, the race conditions, the after-race party and the hurt on Sunday (interestingly not from racing…) all came together for one of the best race weekends I’ve ever had.

It all started out with a great team dinner the night before at the Jolly Pumpkin.  It gave everyone the chance to fill up on food and exchange strategies and wave times.  I’m not trying to toot my own horn, but I think that was probably Jeff and I’s first podium of the weekend after each putting down the rib and fish special.  And what do you do about the eve of the race nerves while trying to fall asleep?  Leave it to Shawn to bring a 14% “lights out” beer that cured any sleeplessness that might have wanted to creep in.

Race day began with a hearty breakfast (though I was still full from the previous night’s gluttony of food) and then a quick drive over to Kalkaska for the start.  It was pretty chilly in the morning at just under 30, but the sun was creeping up slowly, which meant that along with some rising temps in the next couple hours the race clothing choice was an easy one.  With about 15 minutes to go to start time Jeff Jacobi and I set out on our 3rd time together on his modified street/cross country Cannondale tandem to warm up before the start.  Though we’d only spent about an hour together on the tandem (about 40 minutes of that in race conditions) I was confident that as the best bike handler I know, Jeff would keep us fast and safe.  We pushed our way through the crowds to get to the starting line at the rear of the second wave and just as we were about to start, a coast guard helicopter went flying fast and lower overhead to buzz the starting line and at that mark, we were off!

Since Jeff and I were at the rear of the wave, we had some work to do as we tried to utilize our speed on the downhills and flats to march up to about the middle of the wave.  Jeff had instructed me to save energy for after Williamsburg road (roughly the middle point) so we settled into a rhythm and I conserved as much as I could.  After we reached Williamsburg road I was quietly disappointed to look down at my HRM and find the time about 7 minutes slower than I expected and I refrained from telling Jeff.  It felt like we were flying, but the time seemed to be telling a different story.  What I didn’t know however, was that Williamsburg road was quite a bit over halfway.  Thinking that we were behind pace and getting passed by what I presumed to be 3rd and 4th wavers I took that chanting fans’ “Tandem!  Tandem!” cries as we flew over Williamsburg as time to turn it up.  I told Jeff that I had conserved and that we can go for it.  We did!  The next 50 minutes or so was the most exhilarating and scariest time I’ve ever had on a bike. I closed my eyes for about 6 downhills that I was sure I wasn’t going to arrive at the bottom of in one piece, braced myself for more than a few tight corners not fit for a tandem and put out about as much effort as I ever have on hills where stronger riders on single bikes were struggling at walking up them.

Just as both Jeff and I had conceded to each other that neither of us have anything left in the tank we came up to the roaring crowds of the finish.  We were there!  But that was just a tease.  The course brings you into Timberidge in front of crowds and then takes you back into the woods for one more grueling climb.  We conquered every other hill without having to dismount the bike, but this last push was too much as we ground to a stop about halfway up and toppled over.  No!! We scrambled to get upright as fast was we could and pushed the tandem to the top with everything we had and jumped right back on for the last minute to cross the finish.  I looked again at my HRM and was astounded to see our time.  Willamsburg had deceived me!   Regardless of place, I was ecstatic to finish on a Tandem in 1:56:26 (though this did end up being the winning time in the tandem class!).  It was an amazing experience and we wouldn’t have made it without the precision handling of captain Jeff!

The rest of the day was a whirlwind of personal bests and podium finishes as team Founders Alger Racing put up when of the best race weekends that I know of.  It seemed everyone had a great time celebrating.  I know I had a great time and Saturday after dark is a bit of a blur as I somehow woke up on Sunday morning in my hotel room bed with a chipped tooth.  I’m not sure how that happened, but at least I remember the most important parts of Iceman 2011!

Congratulations to everyone on the team!   Times for all the riders are posted below…

EarlPro Open Category
47th Earl Hillaker 1:42:43

jeremyMen 28-29
2nd Jeremy Karel 1:51:01

ShawnMen 32-33
13th Shawn Crowley 2:02:18

GabeMen 34
2nd Gabe Niehof 1:53:08

Matt2Men 36
3rd Matt Remelts 1:55:17

scottsMen 37
9th Scott Thenikl 1:57:03

Men 42
15th Brian Walquist 2:00:12

WadeMen 45
2nd Wade Bagnall 1:49:46
scotts
Men 46
9th Scott Tencate 1:54:27
TimMen 51-52
2nd Tim Curtis 1:49:06

RickMen 51-52
22nd Rick Plite 2:03:54
68nd Dennis Murphy 2:26:34

Men 53-5429th Martin Hall 2:13

RalfClydesdale 40+
9th Ralf Scharnowski 2:02:12

ernie 28th Ernie Stafford 2:14:59

FoundersTandem
1st Jeffrey Jacobi / Josh Hogeterp 1:56:26

Money Marnie
Women 45-49
2nd Marnie Tencate 2:12:12

Team Podium
Lady SingleSpeed
5th Danielle Shaver 2:19:42

Martin’s Iceman Saga

gear

Iceman Race story #1. We had a beautiful day for racing. A cold 28+/- at the start, low 40’s by finish and a sunny 55 the high. Race… Sometimes I really screw myself up with overthinking. I decided to ride the hardest (fastest) gear I had a 36:15, 69.6 inches. Not really the gear in the picture but I thought it was a funny picture as that is how big it felt. I generally only ride that gearing on hard gravel or pavement, I thought I could handle it since the first 15 miles are relatively flat and then the remaining 15 are more hilly. I was wrong! I was pushing so hard to turn the gear over that even on slight up hills I was working my legs like no tomorrow, then when it really kicked up I was in trouble. Picture the guy standing on his pedals barely able to keep them turning over, almost like a track stand, then over the top, so gassed he can barely get moving again, that was me on Saturday. So on a course that was one of the fastest ever, rain late in the week, sand packed down or frozen, many personal best times on a 1 mile longer course, I the “Genius” was only able to cut 2 minutes off in finishing at 2:13:45, 29th out of 105 in the multi-geared class. Had I raced in the 40+ single speed class I would have fallen to 36th of 72. So goes my race day saga, overthink, ride hard, work like a beaten mule, finish poorly for my standards, watch your friends receive their awards on the podium, drink too much beer in celebration of the event, vow to never overthink the SS gearing again, drink in celebration, work more and ride less J