Monday, November 26, 2012

This is a cheap ripoff of Adam Myerson's famous Pretty boy Floyd post but I'll call it an homage and leave it at that.  Besides, nobody reads the musings of a slow old guy so I'm guessing I'm on safe turf here.

Cyclocross season is almost done and I haven't updated this blog in months, so here we go..

Jagdgeschwader 1 (JG 1) of World War I, was a fighter unit of the German Luftstreitkräfte, comprising four Jastas or 'fighter squadrons'. It was formed on 24 June 1917, with Manfred von Richthofen as commanding officer, by combining Jastas 4, 6, 10 and 11. JG 1 became known as "The Flying Circus" or "Richthofen's Circus" because of the bright colours of its aircraft, and perhaps also because of the way the unit was transferred from one area of allied air activity to another - moving like a travelling circus in trains, and frequently setting up in tents on improvised airfields.

If any of you have never been to a 'cross race, do yourself the pleasure of at least going to watch. It is a carnival of sorts and is great fun to see. It really is a circus of bright colors, tents and flashy bikes.


During early 1917, it became apparent to the German High Command that they would always be outnumbered in air operations over the Western Front. The average Jasta could only muster some six or eight aircraft in total for a patrol, and would often face one Allied formation after another. In order to maintain some impact and local command of the air the Jastas began (unofficially) to fly in larger, composite groups. By mid 1917 the first official grouping of Jastas saw JG 1 formed. Its role was simple; to achieve localized air superiority wherever it was sent and to deny Allied air operations over a specific location. The unit was thus highly mobile, and JG 1 and its supporting logistical infrastructure traveled to wherever local air superiority was needed, often at short notice.

The racers travel every weekend from one locality to another across the region or the country to race and hang with other cyclists. I race the New England circuit. Some come and go for just a race or two, some stay for the whole season. Some are pros and some are Spanish teachers, but all are racers.

By the end of 1917 the success of Jagdgeschwader 1 meant several other similar formations were then formed in February 1918, with Jagdgeschwader 2 operating against both the French and the British and Jagdgeschwader 3 on the Ypres front. At this time Richthofen recruited Hans Kirchstein and Fritz Friedrichs from two-seaters units, and Ernst Udet from Jasta 37.

The races are very popular and well attended. Many racers stay the entire day to ride the course as it changes through the day or just to watch and take pictures. Or drink beer. The loud cheering at the barriers or run-ups is indicative of the respect for each other and never missing a chance to good-natured heckle.


After von Richthofen's death in April 1918, Hauptmann Wilhelm Reinhard became JG 1 Commanding Officer. On 10 May JG 1 claimed its 300th victory while on 20 May the unit received the honorary title of JG 1 'Richthofen'. Soon after JG 1 moved to the 7th Army front to support the forthcoming Aisne offensive, commencing on 27 May. JG 1 moved to Guise, and then Puiseux Ferme, operating primarily against the French and the newly arrived American Air Forces. Between 31 May and 8 June JG 1 claimed some 43 French aircraft and balloons, and another 24 between 24 June and 28 June. Jasta 6's Lt. Hans Kirschstein was the star performer of JG 1 at this time, claiming 27 victories between 18 March and 14 June.

The races continue through the fall and early winter, from the dry of early September into the wet mud of October and early Novermber to the cold frosty mornings of December. Championships for Verge, Shimano and UCI series are contested. Many that start the season fall ill or injured and leave the scene for the year. Some come back and some new riders start in the later season. Racers get faster as they come into CX form or fall back as the shattered remains of their road racing season fitness breathes it's last.

 Having been subjected to intensive operations over the Amiens battle in August 1918, by mid-September an exhausted JG 1 was withdrawn from the British part of the front, having lost all four Jasta commanders by the end of August; Lowenhardt of Jasta 10 was killed, Jasta 6's Co Lt. Paul Wenzel and Lothar von Richthofen of Jasta 11 both wounded and hospitalised, and Lt. Ernst Udet (Jasta 4) exhausted and sent on leave. JG 1 scored just 17 claims during September, despite the month seeing the highest losses for the Allied Air Forces of the war (The Jasta force claiming some 721 victories for the month). For the next three months the likes of Leutnant Friedrich Noltenius in Jasta 11, Jasta 6's Commanding Officer Ulrich Neckel and Leutnant Arthur Laumann (Jasta 10) did the majority of the scoring.

New riders come to the forefront and some of the better names in lower ranks upgrade early. Some stay and win some races, Some are happy just to have survived without serious injury thus far. The madness of the crowds at Gloucester fades to the more intimate venues like Canton and Sterling. Cross-Results point accumulate. Staging gets better.

Thereafter until the end of the war shortages of fuel and spares, increasing Allied numerical air superiority and continual retreats in the face of Allied ground advances meant JG 1 struggled to emulate earlier successes.

Finally, the season ends in a last gasp of party when the Ice Weasels Cometh. A race at a cabbage farm never tasted so good. A couple of beers and we are again on our way to spring training for road season again. And so the cycle goes. Year in. Year out.


From June 1917 until November 1918, JG 1 claimed 644 Allied aircraft destroyed, while losing 52 pilots killed in action and 67 wounded.




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the source of the WWI history is : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jagdgeschwader_1_%28World_War_I%29

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Rhode Island Senior Olympic 2012 report:
We raced in Ninigret on June 3 for the Ocean State Senior Games.
Events were 5k time trial, 10k time trial, 20k criterium, and 40k criterium. All events were on the Ninigret course with the tt's starting 30 second spacing first in the morning at 9AM. Dan came with me in order to ride the tt course that will be used in August for the NE TT Championship. We left early so I could get a proper warmup and avoid the mediocre performance of the CT Senior tt's I did a couple of weeks ago.
I raced the 5 k first and was not happy with how I felt or handled the course. The corners are fairly tight and I just could not get a rhythm or settled onto the bike.  Ultimately I scored a 4th place, out of 3rd by 7 seconds and out of first by a minute.
An hour later we staged for the 10k tt. I had spent most of the inter-race period circulating the track picking out cornering lines and trying lean angles.  I was warmed but still very fresh for the start at 10:15 and launched smoothly and quickly. I had decided to make this my race for the day and not try to conserve for the later races in the day as I did previously and in CT. I  railed the corners and hit all my marks perfectly. I had run near max heart rate for the last lap and nearly collapsed from exhaustion at the end. I had the best 10k of my career and crossed the finish in full red-line. In this race I scored 1st and won the tt.

Next up at 2pm was the 20/40k criterium. The races are run concurrently so if you wish to contest the 20k only you pull out at the 14 lap point. I was all in so I was staying for the whole 28 lap event. It was a Cat 1-5 race so I was racing with guys that are much faster than myself. To say is was an aggressive race might be understating the fact. Every couple of laps a few of the racers would attack out the front to be hauled back by equally violent counter attacks from the field. About 11 laps in, a rider indicated to me he wanted to make an attack with me. I had a memory lapse of how many laps we were actually going to do and confused I went with him off the front for what I thought was an attack for the 20k finish. I was wrong, I was also toast after expending most of my remaining energy trying to stay up front pointlessly. A valuable lesson learned and I promptly was shuttled out the back where I joined the others that had been dropped by all the furious attacks off the front (mine include). I finished up both races by grabbing onto other OTB riders and back onto the field as it lapped me. The price for the morning's efforts was high but I still finished ahead of a few guys and finished the 40k. My Northeast Masters points were secured. All in all it was another great day of racing but the recovery will take a few days. Hopefully I'll be full functioning by the time of the Purgatory Road Race next Sunday. See you all there or at Sunapee the week after.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Boogity, Boogity, Boogity, let's go racin' boys.

CycloNauts Criterium at Stafford Spring Speedway was next up on 5/26/2012.
I raced in the 4/5 45+ race at 10AM. The race was on a classic 1/2 mile Nascar oval asphalt track with a chicane through the infield to have a left turn thrown into the mix. It was a fast race reaching 29 mph on a flat track for several laps. I hung in climbing and falling through the field as opportunity arose leading a little but never in the back. It was marred by a couple of minor crashes but otherwise a fairly clean race for a 4/5. I think 4/5 races bring out the worst aspects of both groups and end up being fraught with peril. On the last lap I decided to take a leap of faith and shoot up the left side of field to lead out for about 400 meters. I shifted up and poured on the coals. I figured it was safest at the front because no one could crash me from the front of the field. As it turned out 9 of us crossed over the line together across the track as the guys from behind sprinted for the finish. I took 8th. My best result thus far in a road race or a crit. I might have done better but underestimated the effort I could hold in a sprint waiting a touch too long. Next week I'm at Ninigret for the RI Senior Games. Again a stage race in a day. 5k, 10k, 20k, 40k.

Racing and stuff.

It's been a bit so some race updates are overdue, here we go.
 Raced the Blue Hills Classic on 5/6/2012. Ran fair had fun. The climb at the end of each lap was tough on me, not because of the slope or the length but because of the pace the group rode up it. I held on for a couple of laps then lost the group for the last lap. Russ Maynard dragged my tired ass around the course for the last lap and a half, we crossed the line together with me ceding the position for 29. I finished 30.
 Sterling Classic Road Race on 5/12/2012 was a carbon copy rerun of the Blue Hills except the players were slightly changed. This time I chased and caught Ken Thompson while Greg Wise climbed past me at the finish on the hill. I finished 29.
 Next up was the Connecticut Senior Games. I signed up for the 5k TT, the 10k TT, the 20k crit, and the 40k crit. It was kind of a stage race in a day. We started with the 5k. I timed at 7:28 for 3rd and a bronze medal. Next up was the 10k, timed at 15:44 for 7th.
The crits were in a 2 for 1 format. The 40k was split such that the 1st half (20k) was a race itself. Some riders choose this time to exit and just compete for the 20. I chose to do the both events so after the finish sprint for the 20 I stayed in for the remainder of the race for a 40k total. I was one of 2 cat 5's in the 20k and the only 5 in the 40k. The crits were a cat 1-5 race. I finished 15 in the 20k and 16 in the 40k. Not too bad and better than I expected to do with a largely cat 3 race. Overall with the bronze in the 5k TT I am invited to the national senior games in Cleveland for 2013.
More later.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Rubbin's racin'

Arc-En-Ceil Criterium Newhouse at Ninigret was the next race for me on April 22. It looked like a grim rainy event a couple of days out but conditions looked up as the race got closer. As it happened there was dry track and even a little sun during my race. The rain would come later for the afternoon races.
We took off at 8 AM with a brisk but manageable pace. After a few laps around we started having some spirited sprints and a couple of break attempts but nothing that stuck. I had decided to stay in the front 1/3 of the field for the entire race if I could and hopefully have something left for a decent sprint for the line at the end.
With 6 laps to go a couple of guys shot out together followed shortly by an unattached guy in Capo kit and Emil from NEBC (a junior racer that raced very smart the whole race) and a couple of Mystic Velo guys. A lap later another guy bridged and during the next few laps the break consolidated their lead with some solid pace line work to keep the lead with the 6 of them. One of the Mystic guys, Steve Smallwood, managed to blow out his rear tire right near the end but didn't crash. By the end of the race they had the main field by 50 seconds.
The main field sprint started when Matt Modelane took off right before the final corner and Peter Ward gave chase after the corner. I jumped Peter's wheel and drafted down the front stretch into an increasing head wind. I thought I could get him at the line but pulling out into the wind held me in place behind for a 8th overall and a 3rd in the field sprint. One of my better finishes and one of the smarter races I've ridden.
In hindsight I could have jumped on Emil's wheel when he came by me to bridge the gap to the break, and watching the video from behind me after shows I was going to do it, but I felt either they would hold a pace I couldn't match or we would reel them back in. I think I did the best thing but who knows, maybe next time I'll make the jump with them. Overall happy with the result.
Dan McCabe raced with 3/4 and was involved in a nasty pileup near the end of his race when someone came down into him in a corner and 12 riders piled in from behind. No serious damage to him or his bike but he's taking the high road and on the advice of Aaron McCormack he's writing a song about it and blaming the English. I believe the rider that caused the incident has been referred to as a 'douche-canoe'. A term I had never heard before but oddly appropriate.
We take this week off and race next in Blue Hills followed by Sterling.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Racing the Bikes in Springtime

Well, the year of racing began as it ended, with a panting whimper.
Showed up to do a practice crit at Wells Ave. Cancelled due to unexpected heavy traffic.
Did the second Charge Pond race March 24 in the 'B' race and did about as expected, lost the fast guys after 7 or 8 laps. Formed a chase group and finished up.
Rode the Michael Schott Memorial Road Race in Marblehead April 1. It was a 4/5 race that started fast and got faster when a couple of guys tried to break and the group chased them down. Doing this they lost me and about half the main field. We circulated another lap in a chase group of 6-8 but couldn't rejoin so USAC pulled us due to local traffic. I was disappointed to not get a result from this as I think I did fairly well.
On April 7 was the Chris Hinds Criterium at Ninigret R.I.. A nice smooth extremely fast open 5 field. The guys were great and held the group tight, fast and safe. This race was a great stress test. I held 182+ bpm for 11 laps after running a couple at 170.  i was trying to hold on as I knew the field couldn't hold pace much longer. Unfortunately they held pace about half a lap longer than I could so I fell out the back. Again. A Green Line Velo guy fell out with me so we tried to catch the main field again. Didn't make it but had a great run in the attempt. Finished 17/26. Not terrible but I think I can up that performance as the year progresses.
April 15 brings us to Plymouth MA for the Myles Standish Road Race. This is where I reignited my road race career last year and I hoped to better my finish of 30/31. We started out great with smooth speed and a fast pace. We strung out pretty quick and ran clean on a surface that was a little bumpy but still fast and ridable. I sat in the front third to quarter for the entire first lap as that was my plan for the race, sit in and stay safe. My plan became unraveled when I hit a hole in the road I didn't see. My bars broke loose on the hit and rolled forward in the stem. The noise and pop convinced me either the bars or the stem clamp had broken. I grabbed the bars at the stem, held my line to let the field motor past and coasted to a halt. The officials slowed to ensure I wasn't hurt or having an M.I. but I told them I just broke. I rode back to lot at about 5 mph with my bars askew and withdrew.
My first DNF.
To remind you all, my goal is to finish every race I start. Mechanicals are bound to happen but this one may have been a mixed blessing. In the final lap of the race one of the guys sustained a front tire blowout. He went down taking half the field with him. Lots of carnage and medical help. He earned a trip to the hospital when he couldn't come up with a successful explanation of who all the brightly dressed gentlemen were and what they all happened to be doing that particular day in a location he couldn't identify. We pray he is not seriously hurt and as of yesterday afternoon leaving the venue it seems although there were many injuries none were life or career threatening. I hope to race with him and all the gentlemen I raced with on the 15th as they were one of the better skilled 5 fields I've raced with.
Next week it's on to Ninigret again for the Arc-En-Ceil Criterium. I'll keep the lights on for ya.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

51 laps around the sun now complete, taking the first corner of lap 52. No pit stops, still all factory parts with a couple of breakdowns. Still have a strong engine and solid chassis. Checkered flag is nowhere in sight, but many others have fallen out of their race far too early. I race on.

Most choose their own race. For some the race chooses them, a flat out blast round the old Nurburgring circuit in an F1 Ferrari, a fast trip round the Isle of Mann on a SuperBike, hammering on the cobbles at Roubaix aboard an Orbea, running a roaring 500 laps with 42 other stock cars at Daytona, or a majestic America’s Cup sail in the summer breeze.
Some have pulled behind the wall for repairs to finish their race.
Some have hit the wall hard and came in on the flatbed, or were lifted over the wall by a crane.
Some had an undiagnosed fuel pump problem that showed up at full throttle, ending their race.
Some blew up trying to stay with the lead group up Alpe D’Huez. Or fallen hard on the descent down Col de Peyresourde.
Some lost control and pushed in the clutch.
Some just let the engine blow, or drove into the wall to end their race intentionally.
Some came in to the pit for a quick refuel, tire change and a wedge adjustment.
Some had to replace the spinnaker when they tore it on the forestays.
Some had to get neutral support for a new wheel (or bike).
Some just pulled off the track due to handling problems and left the course to race another day.
Whether an Isle of Mann TT or a Tour de France, the race is a good race and to win it for your self does not necessarily mean to finish it first.
The race is a journey, a tour, a trial, an upwind tack, a meandering trip through life. I’ve enjoyed it immensely so far and will continue with my own personal race. I have a copilot for my race and it has made all the difference.
Race your race.
Sail your boat.
Pedal hard and don’t let the screaming heart rate monitor deter you.
There's a course out there that needs to be run.
We all race on.