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Monday, November 26

If it's Monday

it must be another PowerTap workout.



Two weeks of relative inactivity and Thanksgiving helped make the intervals hurt.

Some follow-up on Thanksgiving.

We went to my Uncle don's and had a good time. I didn't eat too much and I got to watch the Cowboys win yet again. (Thursday should be very interesting) The view from the family room was of a tree in the yard. It was a common sight in Wisconsin during the Thanksgiving holiday. Hanging in the tree were 3 doe and a 6 point buck. Don had shot a doe and the buck. At the DNR registration station two hunters brought the other doe. This year Wisconsin has an "earn a buck" policy in an effort to reduce the herd numbers. The two "hunters" registered the does, got their buck tags and asked if there was a dumpster into which they could throw the does. Yes folks, they wanted to throw away roughly 200 lbs of perfectly good protein. Don wasn't going to have any of that nonsense so he took the does and gave them a lecture.

I asked if I could have one and he said I could. So I've started cleaning the basement for a freezer.

While we were hanging out with the family, the pets were getting attention by Sephie. A massive German Shepherd/Grey Wolf mix and 3 cats were all getting along with each other and Sephie. Sephie asked when we were going to get a new cat. We explained it was too soon as we all miss Pal and he would be impossible to replace. My cousin Nicole pipes up with "we have a cat who needs a home." Great. So Sunday Nicole and Chris brought over Aries, a 4 year old domestic longhair. She's very lovely and best of all she cuddles up with Seph in bed. She's never had a cat for her own and it looks like Aries (she may get renamed Zelda) is going to work out.

Thursday, November 22

Smart birds





When Karen was in Seattle last week she visited one of my favorite shops. Free Range Cycles in Freemont is similar in many ways to our friendly neighborhood bike shop Revolution Cycles. Both shops do bikes. By that I mean they don't care what prefix is attached, Mountain, Road, Commuter or whatever. They're all bikes and they understand.

Monday, November 19

Deer season

It's that time of year people with weapons are in the woods. That would be deer hunters folks. As much as it might disgust some of you they are our allies. Without some of their funds and efforts the woods and trails we enjoy on our bikes might not be open or available. Doesn't mean you have to like the sight of a dead deer, but that deer will be eaten sparing the life of a steer or a few chickens. Or a Tuna. Any how, with the exception of Friday. I only hunt when I need to fill a freezer, mine or someone else's. As our basement is in need of cleaning and a new furnace, I haven't purchased a new freezer to fill with a deer or two. In all the years I've hunted, no animal has taken more than two steps before falling to the ground quite dead. And I've eaten them all or shared them with others. To that end I'd like to share one of my favorite recipes... my venison chili recipe. Please don't use beef, it just isn't the same.

If you haven't made chili before or if you've not developed a taste for TexMex, you'll want to tone the spices down a bit. Having lived in Texas, I enjoy feeling a light sweat on my scalp as I eat. You'll want to check the amounts for your own use... the only recipe I have feeds roughly 30 people or you can freeze portions for later use.

Locate 2 crock pots or a large Nesco cooker

Ingredients

2 tablespoons olive oil
1 baseball sized red onion, coarsely chopped
3 lbs cubed or ground venison
1 lb spicy breakfast sausage (pork or turkey)
1 8oz bottle of Taco Bell Fire Sauce
2 large (28-32oz) cans hot chili beans (Important! Do not drain! You will need the liquid)
2 16 oz cans refried beans (lard is good)
2 32 oz cans dark red kidney beans, drained and rinsed
2 16-20 oz cans white beans, drained and rinsed (may use small or large beans)
2 16-20 oz cans black beans, drained and rinsed
8-12 fresh or frozen jalapeno peppers, chopped (leave seeds in unless you're a complete wienie)
2 12 oz bottles of beer
Chili powder- enough to sprinkle generously over the top of both pots

Pre-crock pot
In a heavy pan, saute onions in olive oil until carmelized. Add venison and cook through. Add sausage and cook through. Then allow to simmer together to create a stock of venison juice and fat for at least 30 minutes.

Add the bottle of Taco Bell Fire Sauce. Stir and simmer a bit longer.

Into the crock pot
While the meat is simmering, drain and rinse all the beans except the hot chili beans. It is important to drain and rinse otherwise the chili will be too soupy. Divide in half after rinsing for each crock pot. Divide the hot chili beans for each crock pot.

Add the refried beans to each crock pot. Stir gently. Add the jalapenos. Distribute equally or if you want one batch hotter add more to it and the lesser to the other pot. Stir gently. Divide and add the meat mixture equally to the pots. Sprinkle the chili powder over the top of each mixture to form a heavy layer of chili dust. Stir gently. Take the two bottles of beer and open them. Divide one bottle of beer equally between the two pots. Drink the other beer because making chili is hard work. Now turn on the crock pots! This is important because cold chili sucks!

Cook the chili for at least two (2) hours on the low setting. It can be cooked up to six (6) hours, but if it goes too long the beans become mush. If you're making this chili for a gathering, it is recommended a serving be set aside before being served.

Note: No two batches of chili are ever the same. The list of ingredients are a suggestion for the cook. Portions, types, sizes and colors of beans can be adjusted to suit a mood or event. Beans can also help identify a more "deadly" chili from a palatable chili. For example: "Your attention please! Everyone not wanting to spend a week on the toidy, eat the chili with the white beans! Thank you!"

Saturday, November 17

Why Elmer Fudd is real.


I'm sure everyone knows Elmer J Fudd. Yesterday I learned Royal Flush is where all the local Elmer Fudds gather. Why? Because there's a pen containing a few hundred rooster pheasant waiting to be wrapped in butcher paper.

Instead of driving to Platteville we all worked locally to maximize our "hunting" and drinking time. I got there just after Brian, the journeyman electrician I work with, and Craig, the journeyman pipefitter. Then the owners Mike and Marquis pulled in, with Marquis' black lab River.

I'd borrowed a side by side 12 gauge from my uncle Don and was ready... after a PBR. Craig handed it to me so I drank it. "Barley flavored water" is what I called it later when the owner of the game farm told us we should have read the release before signing.

I got a few pheasants. I'll spare you the play by play but it wasn't hunting. It really was like watching Elmer walk through a field looking for something to blast.

The best example of Elmer at work came near the end. Marquis, Mike, Craig and I headed down a finger of field along the driveway to find any smarter pheasant. Brian was going to head back to the "clubhouse" with his single shot breach-loader and start drinking early when a pheasant started running at him. It was like watching South Park where Ned and uncle Jimbo hunt. The guys at the clubhouse were yelling "shoot him on the ground" as Brian waited to make his one shot count. The bird kept coming and Brian held his ground. The bird got within 20 feet, stopped, looked at Brian aiming at it, at then flew to the left. It should have been an easy shot, but Brian waited too long and missed. Hooray for the bird!


So we after hunting we drank cheap beer and ate crappy pizza and popcorn. I left at 5 to get Sephie and was given a plastic shopping bag with 4 wrapped pheasant breasts. They'd been cleaned and wrapped for me. It really was like shopping.

Don't get me wrong, I like to hunt. But what we did wasn't hunting from start to finish. I will respectfully eat the birds, but I'd take more pride in sharing if it had been a real hunt.

Tuesday, November 13

The usual Monday night.

The usual Z4F Monday night workout.

My only change was going beyond my 172bpm max for the last 30 seconds or so. I avoided any nasty lactic acid and still had enough for the "two man TT" drill at the end.

Saturday, November 10

'07 Season Summary

All in all I have to be happy with 2007. Not too many things went wrong and a number of things went right. So for '07 I've got a few things worth noting...

Best "feel good" moment--- Rick Walls gets a "thank you" card. At the Eau Claire WORS race Rick Walls followed the kids race when Russell's car died and Russell couldn't attend. One of the young ladies was bringing up the rear of the race and Rick was dilligent in his duties and made sure she had a good race. Afterward, the young lady drew him a thank you card. She had drawn Rick on his green Salsa following her and she essentially called him her "hero" for following her. I'm pretty sure that card has more meaning to Rick than any medal he's ever earned. It was a very cool moment.

Best Race--- Suamico WORS. While we didn't use all the single track availible, it was a great course. Finishing 4th didn't hurt, but the competition during the race and the overall experiance made Suamico the best race of 2007. I'm looking forward to '08 there.

Best Finish--- Phillips WORS. The family made the lengthy drive up nort' der hey to the Price County Fairgounds on Father's Day weekend. The usual good group of people to hang out with at a WORS race was there even if all the competition wasn't. While the Phillips course isn't a rigid SS friendly course I sucked it up and turned in the ride of the year winning the single speed class. Having Sephie and Karen there to see it all from start to finish was the best Best Father's Day gift.

Best Disaster--- Breaking the Rig frame. At the Crystal Ridge WEMS 3 hour I broke the Rig. Gary Fisher warrantied it for a Ferrous. The Ferrous is a joy to ride.

Best Disaster Runner-up--- The nail in the tire at Sheboygan WORS. I needed a handfull of points to reclaim 3rd on the SS standings so I was ready to go. Until somehwere in the first 1/4 mile when my rear tire picked up a nail and put me so far behind everyone my race was over. I fixed it and turned in a quaility performance but the nail ended it all. But then, that's racing.

Best Sleepless Night--- 24hr Nationals. If not for lighting problems it would have been extremely cool. As it was it was very cool doing a 4 man 24 hour race for the first time. I'll be doing it again next year.

Best Disaster 3rd place--- 24hr Nationals with a Sigma light. The free loaner light Sigma gave me died barely half-way into my first night lap. It didn't fare any better on my second night lap. Trail riding by Braille was aided by the Reba but I don't suggest it be duplicated. On the up-side, I did meet some very cool people in the dark who were very giving and helped me get back to the start/finish each time.

Best Road Trip--- Driving to Eau Claire with Sephie. Having Sephie as my co-pilot during the drive was great Father/Daughter time.


So that's that. I hope everyone I raced with (not against) enjoyed my participation. I know I enjoyed sharing the trails with everyone... even if most of them weren't on singlespeeds. Here's to a similar 2008.

2007 Race Results

2007 Race Results

Platteville XC TT ... 1st SS/5th overall
Rock Cut XC ... 5th SS/14th overall
WI SS Championship... 18th/??th cheese head?
WEMS Metro Challenge 3hr... DNF (I broke the Rig)
24/9 (NORBA Nat'ls)- 35+ 8th team
Beechwood Blaster... Finished 3 laps, unknown placing

WORS #1 Iola ... 10th SS/81st overall
WORS #2 Lake Geneva ... 19th SS/182nd overall
WORS #3 Nine Mile Forest ... 8th SS/81st overall
WORS #4 Phillips... 1st SS/31st overall
WORS #5 Eau Claire... 7th SS/47th overall
WORS #6 Suamico 4th SS/44th overall
WORS #7 Crystal Ridge 7th SS/36th overall
WORS #8 Nordic MTN 6th SS/30th overall
WORS #9 Rhinelander 8th SS/93rd overall
WORS #12 Sheboygan 12th SS/160th overall
WORS Single Speed Sport 4th overall
WORS Marathon Series Singlespeed Sport 4th overall

Friday, November 9

I work with idiots

How many electricians does it take to change a light bulb?
answer: 12 foot ladder + 2 picnic tables + a 6" tall apprentice and three to steady the ladder. That's Wade in the grey sweatshirt.


Today was the day our class helps with the "Holiday Fantasy in Lights" at Olin Park. It's a tradition dating back roughly 17 years that Local 159 sponsors. If you've got small kids they might get a kick out of it, but some of the scenes are a bit odd. Like Elves being shot out of cannons.

Thursday, November 8

It's not the "off" season

For some it is 'Cross season. For others it's Bow-deer season. Others are waiting for Gun-deer season. Lastly, the holiday season is approaching as well.

Part of the holiday season this year takes on a new dimension for me. I've been working for a small company since March, 5 others and me. When you work with the same guys day in and day out, at different sites, you either sink or swim. Wade, a less than stellar example of an electrician in my apprenticeship class, was with us until last week. The owners had grown tired of his lack of motivation and poor performance as well as his constant tardiness. He sank himself and after 5 months they got rid of him.
That's been part of my stress of late and not because I've been carrying his load. I could give a fuck about Wade. It just stresses me to see people show up for a paycheck without doing quality work.

My my efforts were rewarded today, I was invited to participate in a male bonding ritual dating back to caveman times. Hunting. Well, not really hunting. It'll be more like shopping.

Unless you've been living in a cave without CNN, FOX or Comedy Central, you saw this nation's vice president get into trouble for shoot a lawyer in the face. No, I'm not going lawyer hunting. I'm going to one of those game farms to hunt pheasant. Dick is coming, Not VP Dick, but former owner of the company and soon to retire Dick will be attending. As far as I know Dick hasn't invited any lawyers.

Please don't get the wrong idea. I abhor canned hunts. I'd rather sit in the woods and not see so much as a flea than pay $20 a bird to have them seeded in an area the size of my back yard. But... I'd like to have a chance to have a future with this company if I get rotated back at the end of my apprenticeship. It could mean being a permanent employee even if a few pheasants die every year... To make it sporting I'll be using the side by side 12g ala Elmer Fudd.

Oh, I will eat what I kill.

Monday, November 5

Spent







Today I put my foot down at work and told the guys I had to be home by 5 and it worked. I got back in time to load the Seven, get changed and be to Z4F in plenty of time to get warmed up. With my new "threshold number" I had a harder workout ahead, but It was worth it. The instructor, Rob, initially had one last tempo in mind but I think all of us shaking our heads dissuaded him. So he had us pretend to be in a 2 man break to the finish. Good idea, but I was worthless by then. I half-assed until I hit 32 miles on the odometer and called it a night.

School tomorrow from 7am to 8pm so I'll be bitch by 8:01pm.

Sunday, November 4

Daylight Slaving Time

It was a busy week in Platteville. The normal 9 hour days were added to by a 12 hour day which included an overnight in a hotel room for a 6 am start the next day. The boss was buying so we stayed and went to dinner and drinks. He'd gone to UW-P from 86-90 so he knew all the drinking spots. We visited Uno's which is owned by a buddy of his. 4 free beers and half of a massive Long Island Ice Tea had me ready to quit for the evening. I wasn't alone as my 2 coworkers and the boss were done too. The worst part of it was the lack of good coffee the following morning. I'm sure Platteville has some somewhere, I didn't have time to find any. Getting back too late Monday night for the Z4F session was not the best way to start the week either.

Yesterday I swapped my brakes on the Ferrous. Jenson USA had Shimano LX (M585) hydraulic brakes for a silly low price of $109 for a set of front and rear. Set up and bleeding was easy. Except for a brain fart on my part. I've been running my brakes moto-style since forever. While adding the mineral oil to the right hand lever on my bars I kept looking at the rear caliper for signs of oil. When the lever firmed up I looked at the caliper and the pistons weren't moving. There wasn't any oil coming from the bleeder nipple either. I scratched my head and thought "WTF?" I checked the hose at the lever and at the caliper and found no leaks. I gave up and called Jenson's 800 number and got a service tech. He had me check a few things and he thought that possibly I had pushed some of the interior line in the way of the brass ferrule when I installed the ferrule. I took it apart and gently slid a needle into the ferrule but found no obstruction. I checked the other ferrule and found it unobstructed as well. "WTF?" I said aloud. the service tech was mistified as well. That was when I saw my front brake giggling at me. "Fer cryin' out loud" I said aloud, "I forgot I run the brakes moto-style. I've been priming the front brake this whole time. Sorry I'm an idiot." The service tech chuckled and said "no problem. At least you're set."

So today I rolled out of the driveway and went off to Quarry Ridge to ride loops. I got to the trails from the paved trail and entered at roughly the half-way of the lap. As I came back to the parking lot entrance of the trail I grabbed two handfulls of my new brakes as I crested the rise...



It's hard to see but the water is 2-3 feet deep shortly after the trail drops off. It looked as though there was an effort to pump the water somewhere as there was two 3 inch hoses which may have a sump pump attached on the other end. I didn't bother to chedk, I just started doing laps. After 5 laps I was bored so I headed home. I took a longer route through campus and up State Street. In all I got a solid 3 + hours of saddle time.

I see that Jesse has been following my lead by adding gears to his Superfly to get it ready for IceMan. He's either going to ride it or have it as a smoke screen, although I don't see why he would waste effort on that pursuit. I think he'll ride it, he'll just have to remember to use the shifters.

I think he'll win too.