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Mid Week Ride Announcement : 31. March (Wed) Chichibu Hills and Sights

For tomorrow, we have scheduled a nice criss-cross ride through some well known areas of Chichibu, including medium climbs and some temples and shrines along the way:

http://www.mapmyride.com/route/jp/chichibu/234126991531058203

Meeting Points are at 7 AM on the Komazawa Dori / Kanpachi Intersection and at 7.30 AM at Tamagawahara Bridge, Tokyo side (km 0).

From there on we will proceed along the Tamagawa towards Ome and have a second breakfast at Aurore bakery (km 32) where we need to pack enough food supplies for the climbs to come.

We will then follow the road to the holy foundation and start the first hill climb time trial up to Yamabushi Toge (participation optional). This will be followed by the short climb to Shomaru Toge and a fast downhill to road 299. From where we will start the second time trial to Karibazaka (again, optional). Eventually this will lead us to Takayama Temple and back to road 299, where we will turn North again and start to climb up to the famous Nennogon Temple (from the non-steep side).

A quick, pointless ride will lead some of us for the first time to Takedera. After everything hard is done, we will make a second rest stop (km 112) and continue back to the Tamagawa and ultimately home.

About 156 km of riding, covering app. 1.900 meter of elevation starting Tamagawahara Bashi.
So far Jerome, David, Dominic (tbc) and me have signed up. If anybody else is interested, please let us know, we can arrange further meeting points if convenient.

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April 11th, 2010

“Just you wait, my dears, and see what happens on the cobbles.

And, indeed, you see soon enough. Or rather, you hear, because it’s the din that hits you first as the pandemonium engulfs you. Press cars and motorbikes roar past you. Everyone is shouting because of the scraping, the falling, the bursting tyres. Everything is falling apart. The bikes have got the jitters: their rattling makes an appalling racket. And you get the full force of it in your arms.

Then comes the silence. You find yourself with two or three other blokes, in tatters like yourself. You guess that one has a puncture and the other has come off the bike; your shoes are lying next to you. You may be a bit of the battlefield, but you know nothing of the continuing battle, either ahead or behind.

Around the next turn you spot more victims, carrying a wheel or an entire bike in their arms.

The cobbles come to an end. On to a tarmac section. you can’t help laughing. Your bike turns back into a bike, tame again.”

Tomorrow, We Ride – Jean Bobet via Rue Da Tropical

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Just because it’s painful, doesn’t mean it hurts.

Frazz

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Old birds, no monkeys & a moose knuckle

After missing 2 early morning spinning sessions I was feeling guilty about being unreliable so I woke up before my alarm. Humphrey and I ventured outside and ascertained it was indeed chilly. My pleasant discovery of the day was that the guilt I had been feeling for missing the Thursday morning spinning session was in fact mistaken as today James K, he of the huge(-ish) quads, let it slip that he too was in such a state after our Wednesday night out that he did not make it either. The pain on Thursday morning was worth it as the previous night I attended an excellent concert by Jools Holland, met him and one of his guest singers, Ruby Turner, for who I worked as security in 1984 when she came to perform at my university. I also bumped into the principal of my children’s school but luckily that was only mid-evening and I was able to pull off the „responsible parent act“. Digression no.1 over. 

James K, Michael H, Shane, Jamie (not actually in the Cervelo Test Team), and dangerous looking newcomer, Peter, met at Ebisu. It should be noted that this week Jamie was playing the part of Euro-Cyclist by wearing an all white top. Thankfully this was not accompanied by white booties and if he was wearing a gold chain it was not visible. Although impressed with dangerous-looking Peter’s exquisite taste in windbreaker (Rapha), the Garmin team jersey peaking out from underneath was disconcerting. I soon learnt that he came 2nd in his age group at the Singapore Iron-Man. While on the subject of the Iron-Man allow me one more digression to share with you a priceless comment from Jerome last week: „The Iron-Man is painful for me as I tend not to train much beforehand“. Hard as nails him.

Along the river Jamie filled the role usually taken by Jerome by leading off at a blistering pace. It was Michael’s first ride for a while and he was thinking it was going to be a long day…… Jamie and Peter split off towards Takao and the rest headed uneventfully to The Aurore Bakery in Ome. Shockingly today they had not baked any Royal Milk Bread, the staple diet which sits heavily in the stomachs of PE riders. Perhaps they know that the newly appointed Professor of Cyclology is leaving these shores. Upon enquiry the baker steered me to something smaller with sliced almonds atop which he promised was made from the same dough. Tasted similar, but just wasn’t the real thing. Worth noting that early Saturday morning prices are Y100 for any pastry.

Leaving Ome Michael soon fell behind. As mentioned above he had not ridden for a while and it took him about 100m to work out the reason he couldn’t clip into has pedals was that he had not removed his cleat covers. This happened again amidst the throngs of fans as we were leaving Shinjuku station to head home. He was swallowed up by the crowd and not seen again.


From Ome we crossed the river to Yoshino-kaido and rode to Okutamako. We stopped at the PE-orange bridge for a photo, partly out of deference to our spiritual leader who will depart Japan soon. While posing for photos a group of Japanese riders in full bright gear flashed past us, probably amazed to see 4 riders none of who had any logos or sponsorship on their clothing. This must have struck them as very odd as they passed us for a 2nd look when we stopped for water stop at Watanabe & Watanabe’s (below).

There is no recorded visit here by Herge, author of the Tintin books and creator of the characters of Thompson & Thomson (Dupont & Dupont in the original French text), but he must have somehow got inspiration from W & W.

Allowing for digression no. 3 it is interesting to note that in the Greek version of Tintin books Thompson & Thomson are know asΝτυπόν and Ντιπόν. In other languages: Tik & Tak (Arabic), Schultze & Schulze (German), Dupont & Duvon (Japanese), Uys & Buys (Afrikaans) and Hernandez and Fernandez (Spanish). Now you know.


Along Rte 139 we climbed the beautiful climb to the top of Matsuhime (officially 1,250m and my Garmin agreed). Views were stunning and road condition was good with most snow having melted. It wasn’t until I was 50m from the top that I realised I had been there before with mob last year.

That time we had climbed from the other side and caught up and rode with a middle aged Japanese lady (Y.I.) with a triple up front who knew more routes than all PE riders combined. I remember being so exhausted that my only contribution to the conversation was a few grunts. While enjoying the views we chatted to 2 local riders who came tearing up the hill a few minutes after us. Both weighed 60kg or less, had single digit body fat and were the proverbial lungs-on-a-stick. Cheating.


We endured a cold descent towards Otsuki with headwinds blasting at us through the tunnels. In true PE tradition we did not exactly stick to the plan but made a detour to Sarubashi for an ice-cream. This gave Michael the opportunity to charm the local old birds running the shops.

No monkeys were spotted on the famous bridge. Note that this trip missed out on the obligatory pointless ride. We went to Otsuki, bought plenty of beer for recovery and boarded the train to Shinjuku. While a young lady diagonally opposite us was clearly checking out Michael’s and my sculpted leg muscles, James had to endure a moose knuckle (taking a photo could have led to arrest).

Shane, James and I stopped for a beer at Bondi Cafe in Hiroo. This place is the idealost-ride venue. Indoor and outdoor seating, welcomes humans, dogs, children and even lycra-clad cyclists. All I will say is the manager is extremely easy on the eye and a far cry from the obasan of Sarubashi (half the age and weight, double the height and good power to weight ratio). This place is a worthy candidate for Positivo-Espresso club-house (central Tokyo chapter) and I herewith propose it for official approval.


147km, 1843m of climbing, 6hrs 20 in the saddle and 4 beers.


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Snowmobiling in Saitama

Ludwig, looking forward to seeing your pictures and reading your version of our „adventure„. Once more, Mea Culpa Mea Culpa Mea Maxima Culpa for the Holy Fountain stop I omitted!! Did you get our elevation gain figure right? How about a map?

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The Great Yanagisawa etc. Attack

James, Jerome an me planned to do a 250 km „weekend tour preparation ride“ on Friday which led us to some surprising places.

As it can be read on the ride announcement post, we were planning to attack Yanagisawa Toge (about 100 km away, over 1.400 m high) followed by Kamihikawa Toge and some other minor peaks. So we met very early in the morning at the Tamagawa and made good progress in direction Ome along the main road. We passed the brand-new Fussa town hall, followed by the Ome town hall under construction. What a waste of money (at least they could spend the money for road repairs). Fussa has a populationof about 60.000.

Until James rear wheel got a flat from a glass shard that penetrated his tyre. Believe it or not, it took the three of us more than 45 minutes to get his bike running again; wasting another tube along the way, ripping apart one of his tyre levers and fiddling around with three bike pumps before we got the thing inflated finally.

So we were late already. And by now it had started to fizzle as well. The general environmental feeling was rather unpleasant, so we had a long breakfast & coffee break at Ome Station shopping at the 7-Eleven, Aurore bakery and McDonalds where we had six cups of coffee for the price of three. James complained to the girl behind the counter that was speaking in a frequency band barely audible by bats, about the quality of the coffee, so we all got one for free.

Later, when we mounted our bikes, the weather has become even worse despite all nice looking weather forecasts. It was miserable. In the best tradition of Positivo Espresso we decided to give up our ambitious plans and ride to Umenoki, hoping that the weather would be better closer to the coast.

It was the first time for James and Jerome to climb up Umenoki and we were all having fun [of different degrees and magnitudes]. James was zooming ahead but suddenly I saw him waiting some meters in front: Because of the recent storms, some trees were lying on the road ahead. But not only that, the trees have fallen in a way that they have ripped off the cables of the nearby power line so we needed to be double careful when crossing all the obstacles to avoid sudden and instant electro-execution.

I made it up to the top in 23:48 min and included that time in a new Togebaka TT (No.21 see right below, James and Jerome might want to add). On the top it was cold (3 deg. Celsius), raining and we met a friendly MTB rider who told us that the weather would be more or less the same down the other side in Itsukaichi.

So we made the only possible and logical decision and headed 4 km to Tsuru Tsuru Onsen, where we bought a towel (110 Yen), stepped into the outside hot water basin and relaxed and talked for almost two hours. We were still hoping that the weather might get better, but it didn’t. Finally we mounted our bikes and rode on. It was hard, because after the Onsen my body was in a mental state of „OK, well done for the day, let’s relax.“

James wife wants to loose some weight to be even more competitive in the next JCRC race so she planned to visit the hairdresser in the afternoon. Which in turn implied that James had to come home early. We parted in front of Itsukaichi Station and Jerome and me continued to climb up to Kobu tunnel. Where the weather was still miserable.

And then we rode down on the other side to road 20 and Uenohara where we stopped to have lunch for another very relaxed hour.

Finally we rode along road 76, taking a turn to include Magino pass (read correctly: Makime pass) in our ride. Makime-toge has a very steep last part with a donut-patterned concrete road but suddenly I felt super-strong again and sprinted up the final approach to the top.

And then we made our way along Doshi-Michi back to Hashimoto where I could convince Jerome that it would make sense to jump on the train home. Most of the riding and climbing was done after the Onsen visit but even by riding until 5 PM, we only managed to go 140 km in almost 12 hours.

In Shin-Yokohama I assembled my (dirty) bike and rode home, passing the skating rink where my wife and daughter have spend the last 5 years almost every day and night. And for the first time I actually met them there outside. So we agreed on a race, who would be home sooner: them with the car, or me on the bike. I won hands down. I even had time to undress and jump into the shower before they came.

Now I guess I should also clean my bike to be in good shape for whatever my bike and me have to endure on Sunday.

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The Human "omes"

From WIRED magazine. Found that sometime ago on a flight, wanted to post it forever.

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Taipeh Cycle Show : Future Bicycle Design

Spiegel-Online published an article [in German only] today about bicycle designs that were awarded prizes at the Taipeh Cycle Show.

This is only about design,basically done on CAD basis with additional rendering, none of these bikes exist. Having experienced a lot of flat tires again recently, I like the design of the bike with a continuous rubber belt along the rear and front wheel position.As a very simple idea, I also like the bike with the huge shopping net in the front, this could be a nice diversification of mama-charis in Japan.

Otherwise: Not too innovative, rather done by professional designers than people from the bike industry, as there is too much emphasis on appearance and less on function. Designers try to make things out of bikes that they aren’t. Like toasters with USB ports. Added functionality is not always a plus, in case of bicycles it makes them heavy and, ultimately, useless.

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Friday Ride Announcement 26.03.2010

Meeting at 6:30hr at Tamagawahara bridge (Tokyo side),

we will ride along the Tamagawa to Ome and have a nice second breakfast at Aurore bakery in front of Ome station. We will then continue to climb up to Okutama lake and further to Yanagisawa pass, before descenting in direction Ensan. But not for too long. A left turn will lead us to Kamihikawa Toge and then finally to route 20 just in front of Sasago tunnel. Which is very long, so we will climb up to the haunted old Sasago tunnel, then find our way through backroads to road 35 and Hinazuru and Akiyama. The rest is easy: On to Tsukui lake and Onekan and we are almost home. Anybody interested to join? So far Jerome, James M. and me have signed up. Please let me know.

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Wild Life



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Ludwig finally got his new
Red Bull Cyclo Cross bike. As we still had to settle an account with road 76, we met early in the morning on Sunday at the Tamagawa and rode out the usual route along the Asakawa to Takao. Mount Fuji was shining bright and polished in the back when I made a photo at the Asakawa bridge that I always wanted to take, with Ludwig proudly sporting his brand new bike.
In view of the dirt roads ahead I had mounted Bad Boy which made it hard to follow Ludwig on the flatter parts. As it was hard to follow him on the slightly steeper parts as well. As it was also hard to follow him on the steep parts and during the down hills and finally the stairs up to the platform of the train. OK, he is the Obsessed one, obviously. As a warm-up we scaled Otarumi, Ludwig rather fast and me rather slow. Almost every time I climb up there I remember that in 2003 I wasn’t able to reach the top before dismounting about two thirds up. And even when I slowly move up these days, it gives me this nice feeling of having achieved something in relative terms.

As we were not yet completely warmed up on the top, we decided to add Bijotani to our trip before heading for route 76. As usual, Bijotani was brimming with activities. „Activities“ it this sense means that everybody is at home watching TV and nobody is seen outside despite the splendid weather. The gate closing off the road to Busu Toge [the pass on top of the road between Bijotani and the road leading to Wada Toge, which has been named Busu Pass for the time being] had been reinforced with additional slats on both sides and a new signboard was attached to emphasize that „really, really it wasn’t possible to pass through, even for cyclists and hikers“. No obstacle for us, though. The road was in better shape than I had remembered it. About two thirds up construction activities were being conducted, removing the old asphalt surface on a length of perhaps 200 to 300 meters. When ready, we can expect a flawless, perfect road with no cars [as there are gates on both sides] and an increase of the Japanese state debt to GDP ratio to finally over 200%.We took a short break on the top and noticed a small hiking path leading to 明王峠 (read myo-o toge). We left our bicycles at the entrance and followed the trail to the pass, which was supposedly only 500 meters away but added at least another 100 meters of elevation. There were quite a few hikers at the pass and a lot of warning signs; this seemed to be a dangerous place indeed. Nonetheless the view was beautiful, not only in direction of Mount Fuji, but also of the backside of hikers sitting in front of us.

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It is good to know that there are still people in this country coming up with poetic expressions, 1,000 years after Lady Murasaki has written a long version of the Momoyama area equivalent to current Japanese TV dramas and 350 years after Basho was looking for the narrow roads to the interior.

If one followed the trail further – probably not possible by bike, but maybe fine by crossbike after all? – one would end up at Wada Toge, reaching it on the trail that starts just behind the witch house. <!–[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]–> <!–[endif]–>

We then took the road down. Ludwig’s new brakes were making an incredible noise, in particular when he was out of my sight; I thought that perhaps a flock of ducks on heat was coming forward to attack us. Actually the braking sound proved a real blessing, as it attracted many different forms of wild life and game onto the road. Coming down from Myo-o toge we thus encountered a small tribe of monkeys crossing the road and for the first time I was able to take a photo of one of them. Later we also saw some pheasants, as well as a roe deer on top of Inukoeji Toge. All of them, looking as if they were crazy for wild, animalic sex having heard the sound of supposed partners ready to mate. Perhaps not so attracted by the sound of brakes was a group of motor cyclists at a 7-Eleven at route 20 where we took a short break. To my utter surprise, these machines have even bigger tires than our cyclo cross bikes. Perhaps Dominic may also want to think about an upgrade for his Ducati 900SS.After riding all of road 76 to Aone, we then continued on our adventure riding road 76 up to Inukoeji pass. First we reached the right-wing radical camping side where rightist hoodlums can take showers while making threatening phone calls to liberal politicians from an anonymous phone booth.

The road is closed about 3-4km further up by a gate which doesn’t offer any significant resistance. Thereafter the road continues to be asphalted for another 3 or 4 kilometers but after that the dirt track and thus the real adventure starts, only occasionally interrupted by short stretches of asphalt on bridges or in tunnels. All of a sudden, a really, really incredibly terrible thing happened: While approaching another tunnel, a big rock came tumbling down the mountain, hitting me on my beloved Bad Boy, instantly killing me as can be seen in the photo below, which Ludwig was so kind to shoot instead of providing emergency aid. In order not to give Ludwig the chance to sprint away from the scene and be first up the mountain, my ghost mounted my golly Bad Boy and made a run to the top at full speed. Where, having got rid of my mortal bodily weight, I arrived a full 13 minutes earlier than him. I could hear him coming through the tunnel braking, although I thought at first that a sex-crazy herd of wild boars was on the attack. His lame excuse was that he had been threatened by rape of multiple wild animals after losing sight of me while taking photos of a supposedly idyllic nature which turned out to be less than idyllic in so many ways…We started to descend to Tanzawa lake. I felt a very low pressure in my rear tire which had allowed me to ride fast over the dirt trail but now the whole bike felt unstable in the curves on the fast downhills. I was very, very careful not to crash, but thinking it over as I write this post, I was dead anyway so the difference wouldn’t have been too big if I had crashed, would it? Lake Tanzawa was beautiful in the sun, all glimmer and shimmer like a Shibuya nail polish studio. We took a short break and suddenly I found myself with a much softer than usual Ludwig, toying with the local pet. Instead of taking the easy road to 246 we decided that we would have time to do another pass, this time road 710 leading up to Hadano Toge.

This proved to be another very long and steep climb, including a nice false pass two thirds of the way up. Ludwig had kindly offered me to change bikes. He was struggling with Bad Boy while I was having a hell of a time on his new red bull. My riding impressions were the following: Riding the new cyclocross bike was a delight. This Red Bull X-Lite Cross AL-4400 is a bargain from German mail order company rose.de, costing only JPY 180,000 (but plus a rather steep JPY 40,000 shipping fees and import taxes) for what is quite high-value equipment. The China-made alu frame is very stiff – unbelievably stable on fast downhills. The Easton EA70 wheels feel light despite the 35mm Continental cyclocross tires. They become a bit noisy when going faster, but the drag seems relatively low. They performed superbly in the very difficult stony terrain. One feels much more safely navigating through and over stones and other debris on all the rindos, but also simply less bumpy over uneven normal roads. The SRAM Force gear set works well. I adjusted quickly to the different way of shifting up. Precision is very good. There are advantages and disadvantages over Shimano – probably more a matter of taste than ultimate performance difference. It is good though SRAM components are relatively light, so the entire bike off-the-shelf weights just 8.5kg, which is very light for a cross bike. The cantilever brakes work very well, in fact, better than any other brakes I have ever had. They are still very noisy, and I had a blast playing trumpet on them on downhills, alerting just about anyone of our impending arrival. OK, I admit it, I owe this break in style to my ghost writer… There were slope markers all over the place, reading 12%, 14% and 16%. It is funny how one relaxes if there is one indicating only 9%. We could see the road winding up ahead of us, a bit similar to the southern approach of Matsuhime Toge. We eventually scaled also this pass. Half way down on the other side, we faced the choice between making another short climb on a gated forest road or heading down as fast as we could to road 246 and then on to the station of Shin-Matsuda. It was very tempting to make another detour but it was also very late. It seems one could go almost all the way to the road to Yabitsu on forest roads – we must try another day. Well today we had to pay the price for our nice Myo-o adventures and headed straight for Shin-Matsuda. Strange how almost flat or even declining roads at the end of a long trip always seem so boring and endless. Yet we made it. Including the distance to our meeting point, more than 150 km of beautiful riding and more than 2,300 elevation meters scaled. I am afraid that this might turn out to be not dissimilar from my yearly elevation total for riding in North Germany in 2011.

http://www.mapmyride.com/route/jp/kanto/746126929869113155

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