Ironclad Cycling

We know you do. We do too, but we’re full of canines and felines over here.

Will you all please read this?

Thanks! Let’s find a good home.

If you go, please be sure to punch Brad right in his coin purse.

A guy dressed in a yellow and black devil outfit, with the words “Live Clean” on his cape, brandishing a pitchfork adorned with syringes running alongside the peloton in the Tour of California. Sure, he was close to the riders, it looks by the images like he was too close, but what’s super odd is the guy who shoves him to the ground, and who is smiling in the background.

Check it out here.

It was supposed to be all wet. T’wasn’t. In fact it was pretty mild until the last racer finished, then the cold front blew in with some rain. Perfect timing!

A quartet of Ironclad riders fell about the greater Vancouver area: Deann, Dave, Willis and Harwood all donned the funny clothes and went as quickly as possible for 12.4 miles. Harwood takes the day’s honors with a 29:30. Every else posted respectable but as of yet unverified times.

warming the fat

Barker, Josh, Q, and Monnig all showed up to throw rotten vegetables at the 4 racers, so there was some added motivation.

all smiles,……for now

Deann takes the virgin award in appearing in her first ever race for Ironclad. Welcome to the fold, hot shot. Watch out for this one.

soon to be whipping ass in a cat 4 women’s race near you

In general cycling news of the local flavor, there’s a blog of importance to mention. Oregon Cycling Action.com We suggest you bookmark this one immediately. All the race info you need to know!

Seemed we escaped the wet this time. We may be going swimming this coming Sunday.

See you mugs in a week. Banana time.

Ironclad brought a stealth squad to the affair down in Sublimity, with David Monnig taking the team’s top honors with a hard fought 8th place in the 3′s race. Crawfy toed the line too, but jettisoned for family duty after getting a good workout in. Hell of a top ten for our development team by Monnig!

In the 4′s we had Barker throwing down and holding his own, all by his lonesome.

Course looked brutal.

Some pics and more words later. Off to a time trial now.

There’s a lot of scum in the world, but chief among them is the bike thief. They should be hung by the thumbs and beaten with a lead pipe.

Patrick Wilder got his Moots ripped off from his secure storage place in the Pearl. The thief has been spotted as lately as today (2/18) around NW 29th and Quimby. He clarifies:

To clarify there are 2 Ti- bikes out there on the loose. 1 29? Mt Bike set up Single Speed and 2. Cyclocross Bike.

Palabra

Here’s a picture of the heist in action:

asshole at work

There is more at BikePortland HERE.

We’re going to get this guy, I just know it. Fuck bike thieves.

Be on the lookout in the NW, or anywhere for that matter for the Moots in question. Also, keep an eye on the OBRA forums for the latest, as well as Bikeportland.org

The Pie, boss, the PIE!

Looks like our ladies did the most soul crushing today, with our boys putting up some good results too. Waiting on official word on the lads, but the ladies put 5 in the top ten. That’s teamwork.

Sounds like pretty good racing all around today!

Pics over on the Flickr page, here’s a taste.

Brody prepares to rock

33, slash red, trips right on 3

Robbie “The” Carver

Here we be. There you is. Oddly enough, the weather in Sacramento is exactly like it is in Portland and, as we said yesterday, things look only to worsen. But for now, we celebrate Valentine’s Day in the Sac which, when you think about it, makes some kind of sense.

Today was pretty cool. Dave made nice with Dave. Harwood set an example for young people. Jack and Denny’s had some good breakfast to offer. The skies stayed dry. Could have been worse, don’t you think?

Harwood cruising in downtown Sacramento

For as goofy as this town is, it has some kind of heart. Can’t figure that one out just yet, but it’s been good to us. We’ll be shoving off westward from here, ending up in wine country by nightfall.

It was Valentine’s Day.
Undoubtedly, Sacramento is a place where fashion seeds take root. I mean, you simply cannot understimate the power of The Rodeo. This is pure excellence.

Lightning Rodeo and Peroxide Mullet, on tour in a city near you!

Yup, we’re here.

Dave and Phil Catch Up

Well, the next couple of days down here look to be pretty rough in the weather department. Like, monsoon and tornado in the same day kinda rough. We’ll be on site Sat and Sun before succumbing to the day job once again on Monday.

We’ll see. Hang on.

Time for a ride, kiddies. It began in cool overcast and fog, and ended on a sunny deck with beers. As per usual.

all smiles

A run out and over the St. Johns bridge to Germantown, where that bastard of an ascent awaited us. We so many other riders coming down Germantown, once again proving we’re total idiots for going up. Silly. We then rode upon Skyline with every single other Portland rider who could be out on their bikes. Every. Single. One. It was awesome to see! The sun on the ridge line was glorious. You could almost say the weather on the back half of the ride was perfect.

Hey Robbie, where does Satan live?

The Goose welcomed us to her feathery bosom for the city’s best pizza and some swill in the sun. Rad.