AFTERGLOW

The close of the 2010 Chicago Cyclocross season is upon us. The big event is here. Turin hosts the Illinois State CX Championships this Sunday (12/5) to mark the apex of another successful Chicago Cyclocross Cup season! It's held yet again at lovely Montrose Harbor.

It's been quite a 'cross season. The usuals weren't always there in body but they were there in spirit. The highlights are aplenty across the board, including a great trip out to Michigan as well as one insanely awesome weekend in Indain Lakes. Results lean heavily in favor of what the ladies of the Cuttin Crew continued to do out there in the dirt. One lovely lady marked her triumphant return to the world of two wheels while the other two started a nasty little habit of cleaning up in the 4's.

With that, everyone's eyes are focusing on Montrose and what guarantees to be the biggest and coldest race of the season. ...let's hope until this next one...

BAM! (flier by teeners) The Chicago Cuttin Crew has taken the hand of Half Acre Cycling to bring you all one last legitimate opportunity for to perpetuate that notion you thought you had regarding your (lacking) sanity. We will be co-hosting the final race of Chicago's 2010 cyclocross season, entitled Afterglow - a Cyclocross Race, at Humboldt Park on the 18th of December.

It's gonna be good. Great. Historic! It will be the Cuttin Crew's first USAC sanctioned event and Half Acre's 946th. It's got its own official announcers, the one's that you all love. It's got its own single speed category. It's stupid cheap to register. AND, it's all ready got it's own after party host! Ha-a-ay! Check out the party flier courtesy of Michael Young and stay tuned to facebook and/or this site for further updates on what's really going down this December!

 

Further Details on Andre Gordon's Memorial Services

It was a nice moment at the park in memory of Dre. Some people got up to share stories and reasons why we all cherish and adore him and it was very nice. Our sympathies go out to all of you that have since moved too far away from the city and/or the scene and can't reach out to someone directly to share your wonderful memories of Dre. Find solace in knowing that everyone is always willing to talk about him whenever and you're not alone in feeling for him. His impression left on us all isn't gonna be going anywhere.

Memorial services will be held this weekend. Friday (11/19) will be visitation and viewing from 3 PM - 9 PM. The wake and funeral will be on Saturday (11/20)  at 11 AM - Noon then Noon - 1 PM, respectively. The location is A. A. Rayner & Sons Modern Funeral Service at 5911 W Madison.

We will be organizing a group bicycle ride to the services on Saturday. Expect a departure around 10 AM from the Billy Goat's at 1535 Madison. If you believe in 4 day early forecasts I challenge your credibility as a Chicagoan but will humor you with pointing out it looks to be sunny but chilly. If things turn too difficult I will arrange for the bus to transport us all from Billy Goats.

Finally, this video has been making its rounds but I can't stress enough how beautifully this captures Dre in his essence. Man that laugh and energy says it all...

Dre

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When I first started as a messenger in 2005 it was at a company with an impeccable knack for over-hiring and turning employees over. I was a rookie that could be seen from a mile away. A nickel/dozen type. "Summer help". I wore a fresh crease in my clean pants and bag, a bright yellow shirt, this overly confused expression below my spotless yellow helmet but above my brand new reflective vest (which had plenty of velcro left on it.) A true leper for any old schooler. Except Dre. Dre was the nicest, most open person to me and made me feel so special and welcome on first sight. He told me stories with references that went way over my head and he actually asked me questions to get to know me better and see what I was about...

Every opportunity I got, I would introduce Dre with that story.  I must have explained that whole story at length in his presence at least 20 (thousand) times. Most of the time he would contain the rolling of his eyes ever so subtly and smile his big, polite smile as if it was the first time he heard it.

His laugh was so deep and joyful, he was always an attentive listener and you could count on him being on your side for every story of every situation. There really, truly is nothing bad to say about Andre Gordon. Just through his good nature, this man was an absolute inspiration to find and bring out the best in everyone. If you would have just met the guy you'd have considered him a friend and he would share the label. He's someone you'd wish the whole world could know.

Word is all over the place but apparently Dre was found lifeless at his home on the weekend of Sunday, November 14 presumably due to a cardiac arrest that occurred a couple days prior. He was only 53 years old. My heart goes out to those closest to him. Details on services will be up as soon as we can get them.

Get up to get down.

So Christina knows how to win races (!) and design a helluva flier...

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You all know the deal. South Chicago Wheelmen are hosting the hottest 1-2 punch of the Cyclocross season. Fat Tire is coming through big again. Last year it was good. No. Last year was great. No. Last year was the greatest. Ya gotta give it to South Chicago Wheelmen. Not only do they come up with some crazy event with TONS of prize money but they find a way to invite us all back for a double helping the next year.

Driving directions. How to take Metra to Bloomingdale. Bus is leaving from the Pickens Kane lot (Green and Kinzie) Friday night (11/12) at 7 PM. There will be a carpool if you're worried about space or have a car and have space you should meet us there.

Oh yeah. Bring the trunks, suit or improvise. Karaoke is happening after Cave closes on Friday. Saturday night is for the real marathoners.

Don't be told the story. Be the story...

The Sparrow Flies West!

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We have an amazing new guy! He's one of the brains behind a magazine many of you know about and many of you really should know about. COG Magazine based out of Milwaukee is all kinds of stellar. As is Kevin. The next issue not only has Nico's inevitably better write-up on CWMC in Guatemala, but it will have Kevin's mastery in all things awesome and his experience at the 2010 SSCXWC in Seattle. Be on the look out for that.

Oh, and Kevin Sparrow... Chapeau, sir.

Rookie of the year

by Jeff (fine, I'll admit it)

As advertised, a few of us took a bus trip out to Dr. TK Lawless Park just outside of Vandalia, Michigan and we were certainly pleased with committing to an early start.

We loaded up the bus with 7 CCCers - Jamie, Christina, Mike, Max, Nico, Jeff, our newest kid on the block Brian Ellison and our guest of honor being Marie Snyder. It was a perfect sized crowd for splitting couches for those that wanted to go back to sleep at 5 am and having room up front for those that wanted to watch the Sean Kelly story on VHS (Thanks Len!!!!)

Naturally we were sent off with some Chicago style fireworks. Before getting on the expressway we heard a bunch of gunshots and saw people running every direction for cover. Word is it was some idiot deciding to pop off shots for no reason and peel off in an SUV. THAT will wake you up.

The rest of the morning mellowed. Between Kelly's highlights and having the drive into the sunrise be super pleasant it didn't feel like too long before lovely countryside led us to good ol' Monkey Run Road which led us to this cx season's best kept secret.

Registration was super cheap, the people were all very nice, and the atmosphere was very hospitable and intimate. Plus everyone was really excited to be at the area's very first cyclocross race. The organizers are clearly naturals given the foresight for having a bunch of free beer, free hot dogs and a DJ.

On top of all that, the course was a perfect design. The 1.5 mile loop started with a recessed start line leading to a grass straightaway, then a flip into a cluster of switchbacks, another grass drag strip, sandpit, plenty of barriers, off camber technical section, paved drag strip leading into an awesome backwoods path, then a bumpy grass stretch followed by a barrier up to near vertical short climb. The descent lead into the halfway mark of a toilet bowl section and then it inclined into another straight stretch. Then it 180'd into the final 200+ meters where it changed to mud and bumps. It was a merciless stretch of 100% effort to go so slow leading up to the final turn for the finish. Done right, the brakes would hardly need to be engaged. Except a couple of the 180s - those provided many adrift and skidding opportunities.

The women's race was held at a lesser attendance than we've been spoiled with via ChiCrossCup but it was still quite a respectable turnout for a first run. Teeners flashed the big guns with James on her heels to take 1-2 respectively. Marie finished top 5. Smiles and laughs ensued once the onslaught of pain reached its inevitable end and we all got our first helpings of "that was a really fun course!"

Following the bit of rain that helped make the course just that much more interesting, the men's C's category took off. It was the beginner category and it looked to be the highest attended race of the day. If the C's weren't the highest attended race, the B's most certainly took that honor. We plugged our 3 B men in (Brian, Nico and myself) for the next session and we fared well enough. Brian probably still hasn't forgiven himself for bonking out and bailing but that is how they learn... I ended up in a cluster of 4 that raced out 6 laps for 6th place. I took 6th in the end. Nico took many turns leading the race and hung hard for 2nd place.

The A's was a smaller contingent that saw separation early on. Max and Mike were 2 of the 4 racers populating the lead group and they all looked super smooth through a hellacious 8 laps. While they were out givin' er, everyone did his and her part to ensure the keg was emptied and the inevitable dancing started early. All the whilstwhile, on the course, one of the 4 gents from Spin Zone fell off the group (but admirably not off the pace) courtesy of a mechanical which left a thrilling trio finish going into the last lap. Out of the woods section only 1 rider flew through before the other 2 and that man was NOT wearing a CCC kit. Apparently Mike had a chain issue over the barriers and leapt to get out of the way of Max's remount but Max already compensated for the brand new barrier and they chose the same direction to veer. Collision city.

Max rolled in for 2nd and Mike rounded out the podium day with 3rd. It should be noted that because the beer went dry during their race, an organizer hopped into her car and did a beer run for them to enjoy some post race suds gratis. Awesome.

All told the racers got some great shots of themselves on the steps of prestige and each was awarded great mason's jar full of dirt sealed with a custom engraved top. Even more than that, we were all awarded with the great memory and connections made with some of them good folks over there at NIMBA and, of course, Spin Zone. Big thanks to them and all their efforts for really pulling off a fantastic day of events.

The drive back was plenty interesting (as it always is with that damn bus). We watched Timecop up until our arrival at Shoreline Brewery and then took the traffic in on the Skyway with a dessert helping of Total Recall. Big shoutout to James Lalonde for not sweating us on getting his box of "Fucking Intense VHS" back to him...

Either way. TK Lawless 2011! We're already considering overnight accommodations. No excuses for missing the next one, people.

Oh! We hope to give you a quick update on our satellite superstar, our friends and supporters, and their journey out west to come... (if you behave yourself)

All photos are either courtesy of teeners, ben fietz,  Matt Sipple or gfurry ... thanks!

Road Trip!

Variety certainly is the spice of life. More than 6 months back, our fine neighbors over at Sportcrafters rollers consulted with us about their interest in doing a cyclocross race. Aside from making incredible rollers along with great customer service just a coupla yards over, they really turned up the notch on making what looks to be a fun day of racing. This next Sunday at TK Lawless park in Michigan (about 2-2.5 hours away) they will be hosting a race/party and we would be hard pressed to miss it.

On Sunday, October 24th the bus will be leaving rather early (7am?) to make sure we get plenty of time to drink some locally made pale ales, delicious food and take in some serious racing on the cheap! It would be great if you wanted to join us. Feel free to jump in a race, it's only $15 if you pre-register online! You could always come along to just chill on the couches, grill and drink. Road trip!

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I highly recommend digging around for your favorite VHS and jumping on board the love bus to get your ass a little bit of the good stuff!

*thanks simon

I know why the caged bird sings

By Christina NACCC 2010. Dirty South, Hotlanta, or any such name, I had no idea what to expect as Atlanta was one major city I had never previously visited. After a 12 hour red-eye drive from Chicago, we arrived in Atlanta at 10am Friday morning to the welcoming house of Lola and AZ who were still in the process of moving in, after organizing a killer CMWC three weeks prior. As people slowly started trickling in from all over throughout Friday, we started to see an awesome crowd of messengers take shape. That night kicked off the event with a group ride to registration and Goldsprints. Many people turned in early after being given start times as early as 9am.

teenersbnwquali.jpgWhen I arrived to the park Saturday morning, everything was far from set up. The course in Grant Park began to form as a loop just under 2 miles long with 12 checkpoints, and a couple decent hills that my Chicago-acclimated legs were desperately trying to remember how to conquer. After a quick breakfast and a couple pre-rides around the almost entirely one-way course, I began to feel pretty prepared. The whole park began to transform as polo courts were built on the higher parking lot tier, and ramps were brought in for an out and out trick competition. The first heat of the qualifiers went off at 12:15pm, after providing ten minutes of prep to pour-over the manifests. The pick up had to be in order, while you could drop packages at your leisure. I tried to coincide pick up and drop off as much as possible, though the long Fed-Ex tubes were unwieldy and difficult to carry more than two of. Two manifests long, an hour and forty-five minutes (for me) of 80-degree weather, I was sucking down Gatorade as much as possible. I made a few silly mistakes but felt that this type of manifest was actually pretty beneficial to my style of routing. Lots of laps, but with some focused attention, able to hammer it out.

At that evenings after-party, one of the organizers, Matt, read the results aloud to the crowd. Of the 90 racers, they decided to qualify 37-32 men and 5 women. I was dead middle of the pack at 14th, with Nico nicely ending the qualifiers in an impressive 4th place seat, with first place clocking an impressive hour and a half time. The evening also featured a dunk tank courtesy of the Chrome sponsors, with the dunkees receiving some pretty impressive prizes. Luckily the night had not cooled off too much, and the endless stream of free PBR took some of the edge off.

Sunday morning’s events took off with a very successful Open Forum. I like to stress that an hour, maybe two of serious time during a weekend of debauchery is completely worth ensuring a repeat of said fun. A lot of racers came out and really positively contributed to a conversation on changing the voting to a two-year, multiple city system and where to have NACCC in 2011 (AUSTIN, TEXAS! Wahoo!).

lemanstart.jpgThe finals began almost two hours after the scheduled time, but actually mitigated the peak noon heat a bit. A Le Mans start kicked off a long 26 (or more depending on your routing) lap final, again with pick ups in order, and intentionally forcing you to do extra laps to be able to get all your packages on. Lots of Fed-Ex tubes, lots of water bottle and Gatorade and Red Bull hand ups and lots of awesome heckling/encouragement from all the amazing checkpoint workers who sat out for almost 4 hours, spectators, and racers who hadn’t qualified but came out to yell along. This manifest just clicked pretty well with me, and I continued to hold on to packages until I had to stop at the specific checkpoint anyway for a pick. This led to a couple laps with a full bag of 3 Fed-Ex tubes, but it also smoothed out the stoppage a lot. Toward the end, you had to really be aware of what you were giving and getting from the checkpoint workers since you could be picking or dropping up to three at a time to workers who had been seeing riders at all different progressions of their race. Also just to be aware of the packages you were still carrying when you would not have to stop at the specific checkpoint again. Towards the end though, I hooked up with another rider from LA that we kept swapping spots with and we rode through the course together, keeping each other on track which I know helped me immensely and I hope was mutual! We pounded through the final 6 laps just feeling really composed about how I was feeling in the heat but still keeping it mental. Apparently learning how to enter the pain cave of cyclocross has extended benefits. augdflog1.jpgWhen I pulled into the final stop at Girl.Bike.Dog, they said only one rider had come through ahead of me. I thought I was up there, but not doing THAT well. As we took off together, it was clear if it came down to some sprint finish, Derek was definitely going to take me, so I cruised down the final hill to clinch third overall and first female. I ecstatically realized the one rider ahead of us was none other than Stu Louder, a fellow All-City rider and all around good dude. The rest of the racers started pouring in, Nico coming in 11th after a forgotten pick up and an extra lap, Mike Malone at 19th and none other than AugDog cinching a repeat DFL trophy and rounding out our Chicago contingency in the final.

wienerswithbag.jpgSo despite some personal mishaps and some late start times, overall the NACCC went off really well and was a total blast—all in perfect weather. Atlanta surprised me with a ton of yummy vegan food, lots of good people, and a smaller city vibe I was totally into. And it didn’t hurt that the organizers snagged some killer sponsors who really stepped up the prize factor. Big ups and thanks to the NACCC organizing crew who seemed to have a lot on their plates--Congrats to Matt and Maggie on their wedding next week!

(All photos courtesy of people. Such examples of people would be Eric Day. He's real good people.)

Here we go!

First and foremost our hearts go out to the friends and family of Jeff Littman. It's really very tragic news for all parties involved. A rough reminder to make the most of what you have going on and appreciate the moments and people that make your day special.

That said, we want to celebrate a few special moments coming up yet again for our Chicago messenger contingent.

Number 1 is the good ol' Messenger Appreciation Day which is rapidly approaching as with this coming Saturday, October 9th (10/9). If you don't remember we wrote a little glimpse into what it means to us to be a messenger and part of this community through a tribute to the start of Dr. Morell's 10th year.

Thanks to everyone's friends at the Active Transportation Alliance, there will be a rather generous happy hour going on at Mother Hubbard's bar on Wednesday, October 6th. It's become a wonderful tradition they've started over there and it really most certainly is appreciated.

Number 2 is the big event coming up that will be surrounding Appreciation day - the North American Cycle Courier Championships! Last year, in Boston, there was one helluva show with Christina cleaning up in the commission department and taking 1st place overall while Nico took 2nd place overall and 1st m-m-m-male! Certainly a proud moment for this team and this city!

This year the ruckus finds its way to Atlanta. Our defending champs won't be travelling alone either. If my math is right you can count on there being a Chicago group numbering near a dozen. Chicago rolls deep! Good luck to everyone headed down there and be sure to party hard and ride harder! (or just party really hard)