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Claudio wins 35+, Foster 55+ at Bariani Road Race

So this was another special race for me that I had always wanted to win; like how Cal Aggie was my first crit 12 years ago, Bariani was my first Road Race, and I remember riding the classic course with 20-30mph winds, watching the group get obliterated by it, and thinking “this is fuckin, glorious, I want to do this again!” Little did I imagine that one day I’d win it on the toughest iteration of the course yet, but like Cal Aggie this only could happen with the team we have… it wasn’t my win, it’s our win!

We came into it outnumbered, but far from outgunned. As we discussed before the race, Gardie, Travis, Grefrath, and I have been on really good form so far this year, so with Ken’s help we each had good chances of our own should we get in the right move, but we agreed that if it came together at the end we’d lead me out for the sprint because it’s actually been quite good recently compared to the others. Not a situation I usually find myself in but I was game, and we agreed that we’d let Peets and Touchstone do the initiating of moves since they came with the largest teams and seemed intent on driving the action. With that we were off and it didn’t take long for the action to heat up!

Wind was decently strong and primarily out of the North so we had a tailwind and cross-tail to start so people were using that to set the pace almost from the gun. I had heard from some of the 45+ guys that the top of the course on the rollers heading east is where the field had blown up in their race so I was careful to be up towards the front for that stretch. We had already seen a couple of attempts from Peets and Sayers to start something before we got there, but through the rollers after a series of attacks and counters a move with Gardie, Boyton, Cottell, and some other guys made it up the road and got some good distance from the field. Sayers of course wanted in on that and tried to bridge, but Peets wasn’t having it, so with Jason and Travis covering that move I sat on Chris Baker because my gut told me if there was going to be a counter move he was going to be on it. Sure enough as soon as things slowed up from taming Sayers, Baker jumped and I just sat on him and let him pull me across to the break. Somewhere in there Dan Martin managed to make across as well, and we had a solid group of nine guys that represented a bulk of the firepower from the field. Only Mikes and Coretechs weren’t represented but they didn’t really have anyone who we thought could pull it together enough to pull us back so the chances that this break might stick was pretty good.

Well, that was good news in a sense, but the reality was all this happened with 65 miles to go, so it was going to be a long, hard day out in the wind if we were going to stick it, and with that much road ahead anything can happen. Lucky for me I had Gardie Jackson with me, and he was my rock in that group. I mean, what a teammate, he would ride next to me every so often and say things like, “you’re looking great, you got this… keep it up!” Words of encouragement in a situation like that from a guy like Gardie mean the world, it gets your head in the right place and kept the fire in me burning. At one point when are chances of staying away looked fairly solid he said “you’re our guy in this group, save yourself as much as possible for the end…” For Gardie to have that confidence in me to say that gave me the confidence that I could pull it off if I played my cards right. I focused in like a lazer and watched my efforts (power) to make sure I was saving as much as possible without just sitting in and doing nothing… which is what Peets (aside from Boyton) were doing.

It was a funny situation, because it seemed clear to me that initially Patterson was the guy they were working for in that break, and he was doing as little as possible in the rotation to the point were Gardie went back and said “I’m not working if you don’t work…” and got him moving again. Then he flatted right before the last lap and Dan Martin decided to stop working. It was still 20 miles to the finish and here we have Dan not doing anything which seemed odd along with being disruptive, and this forced us to be even more careful because knowing Dan he could have attacked us at any time and blown the whole thing up. He was claiming that he was suffering and just couldn’t pull, but I still wasn’t sure if he was bluffing, or even if he was blown he was saving just enough to jump us at the end. At this point Gardie was very adamant that I drop back and sit on Dan, “if he doesn’t work, then you don’t!” I did my best to follow that advice, but every now and then I would make a move or follow a surge just to see if I could tease Dan out… I know Gardie was having a hear attack when that would happen but I was being very careful not to overdo it. I just really could not grasp what Dan’s game was… maybe he was actually just that wrecked!

Anyhow, we still had Baker, Cottell, Boyton, and James Enright to be concerned with so heading into the final climb up the hill I watched as Enright took the initiative to attack and see if he could shake things up heading into the finish. Funny side note, I remember back in the day being intimidated by that short climb, but after all the years I’ve spent working on much longer, harder climbs, especially in Utah, it feels like a speed bump. Still need to pay it it’s proper respect but I actually love having it there to make the race harder! Well, Dan Martin was the first to jump after Enright and being glued to his wheel I just let him pull me along until we caught up and then it was on to the final drag to the finish.

I’ve played that finish out a million times in my head. Last time I did it I was a Cat 3 in 2012 in a very stacked field and finished 5th or 6th (I’m getting old, I can’t remember), so I knew where the prime spot was to ramp it up, I just needed to be patient and let the others get me there… Enright led us out of the turn and Boyton had Martin behind him and started his surge early. I knew Baker or Cottell had to be on me and I was going to have to turn on the rockets like never before if I was going to out run them. As Martin started up I could tell he had nothing and I surfed around him and back onto Enright’s wheel and as it got faster I heard Gardie tell me to “go,” and it was the right spot I had always thought it should be, and off I went…

It hurt so good, and I couldn’t believe it when I got across that line ahead of the rest of that group. It was a little emotional even. When Gardie caught up to me I gave him a hug because it was just as much his win as it was mine given how it all played out. Then Natalie tells us about her win, and Travis rolls up and tells us he got 2nd in the field sprint for 10th! That was so awesome, it just felt good all the way around.

Grefrath and Ken, after bowing out of the race with mechanicals, were right there on the side of the road handing out water bottles, and Ken gave the crucial assist with a bottle of electrolytes at the start of the last lap. Another example of key teamwork when I sure needed it. So like I said from the start this was a team win in every way and I am very lucky to be with you guys. Even Jan.

Thanks for reading, now on to Chico!


Cal Aggie, a win for All Masters!!!

ThirstyBear won all three masters races, the 55+, 45+, and 35+We couldn’t have done it without the awesome group that I’m proud and happy to call teammates. Jerome won the 55 race, I won the 45 race with Jerome taking the field sprint for 3rd, and Mike won the 35 race with Joe in 3rd, me in 5th, Travis in 7th, and Erick in 11th. In both the 45 and 35 races, we could not have won if we didn’t have a team of smart and strong racers.

After aging up this year, Cal Aggie was my first 45+ race ever. I’ve raced this course many times and I know how the course, the wind, and team dynamics play out. Despite coming into this race, typically with the best fitness in the group, I’ve never been in a winning breakaway at this race. Today was the first time for many things.

The plan was for me to attack and try to establish a breakaway and for Jerome, Duane, and Ken, who it was great to see out at the races again, to sit and cover. If the field was together at the end, everyone not named Jerome would lead-out and control to get Jerome in position for the final sprint.

After initiating the first and many attacks, it became obvious to me that almost nobody was willing to work in a break, save Scott Fonseca, who was characteristically attacking and racing aggressively. Like everyone else in NCNCA masters, I’ve raced with Scott many times and I know the good and sometimes bad things about his racing. He has a reputation. Regardless, he is a very good bike racer and he likes to attack the race. Because I also like to attack, being up the road with him about 15 minutes in was not unfamiliar territory.

As we started to get separation, Scott told me that if we stayed away that he’d let me have the win. I know Scott and he knows me: I’m a strong racer and a person who helps breaks stay away. In fairness, his best podium chances were up the road with me, because Jerome would likely win the field sprint. I didn’t entirely trust Scott, as I am always skeptical of people on other teams, but I decided to focus on staying away and testing his word instead of trying to drop him starting with 3 or 2 laps to go. I also tried to take good solid and pulls into the wind because I wasn’t worried about him attacking me. The two of us got about 3 seconds a lap until the final lap when we had maybe 30-40 seconds on the field.

True to his word, Scott led out on the long straight to the finish and I came around him with plenty of space to post up at the finish. Chapeau Scott! Jerome took the field sprint for 3rd from what I heard was a MONSTER lead-out from Duane and Ken, and we got our second victory of the day. Folsom is next and thank you for reading!



I want to tag on here and start off my report by echoing what Jason said… the win in the 35+ group was a team win all the way, it would not have been possible without them.

I’ll start this race report off 12 years ago, which was my very first race at Cal Aggie (with Phipps in fact). Before I started that race I had this wild idea that at some point I would just be able to ride away from the pack and show everyone what a bad ass I thought I was, and this seemed entirely possible in my delusional mind for absolutely no good reason at all. Predictably I completely imploded upon attempting that kind of stunt and wound up fairly far down in the placings at the end of the race. I still had much to learn, and I needed to get much stronger if that was ever going to work… but even more than that, what I really needed was a talented group of riders to work with as a team.

Fast forward to this past Saturday.

To start off the year I got held up in Salt Lake for almost 3 weeks longer than I had anticipated for work, and it was fairly cold and miserable there and not at all ideal for training. I would do intervals and feel like I was having a heart attack because the air up there was so cold and thin I just couldn’t breathe! So when I toed the line to start the 35+ race I really wasn’t sure where my fitness was and what I was able to do, but I had every intention of mixing it up while sharing attacking duties with the other boys, and then lead out Joe in the event we were all together at the end. Jason started things off with a nice hard acceleration that forced people to chase, and then as soon as we caught him I put in a strong acceleration, and that type of thing continued with Travis, Joe and Erik for about 2/3 of our 45 minute race. Travis had been off with a couple of other guys for quite sometime until we caught him right before the start of 6 laps to go, at which point I put in a hard acceleration that gave me some nice room on the group. Initially I settled in to a fairly moderate pace with the hopes that someone like Espy or Grundman would bridge across and we could motor a small break for the last 6 laps, but then it became clear that I had a very large leash and I decided to settle into a solid threshold effort and see if I could hold it… if anyone was going to bridge they were at least going to have to work for it and be tired enough to even things up in a sprint!

Each lap I’d check how far back the group was and they didn’t seem to be making up any ground…so with 3 to go it started to dawn on me that I could probably hold it if I ratcheted up the power just a little bit. With one lap to go the crowd was pretty hype going through the start/finish and I thought “just 2 more minutes, you got this…” but as I rounded the final turn it looked like they were right on me so I had to dig a sprint out of me somehow if I was going to make it. With everything I had in me I managed to lay down 1100 watts after roughly 16 minutes at 390 watts, and it was over, I had done it. That idiotic dream of mine from 12 years ago finally came true.

For many, many years I’ve raced that race without a team around me, and in the years where I did have a team typically they weren’t very organized or just weren’t that good, but the whole race dynamic changes when you have a group of guys like we have now. Any one of us could win that race in some fashion and it makes other teams less likely to chase me knowing that they would just be towing someone like Joe, Jason, Travis or Erik up to have them then take off and win. That works in our favor, and I happened to take advantage of it at the right place and the right time. Just the mental relief knowing that I’m surrounded by such a solid group of dudes makes all the difference in the world.

So yeah, now the pressure is on to show that wasn’t a fluke, and with this group I have a feeling we’ll each be seeing solid success in one form or another throughout the rest of the season. Stiff competition, but we have what it takes!

Oh, and Jerome mooned me. Not sure how that played into my success but maybe there’s something there… frightening thought.




Masters Women 2016 Year-in-Review

Mens 35+ 2016 Year in Review

Contributor: Tom Lyons

The NCAA considers certain sports as “team” sports (basketball, baseball, etc…) and others as “individual” sports (cross country, track & field, etc..). Team sports typically involve some sort of prop like a ball or bat and a little hoop or net to toss things into with the same number of athletes trying to accomplish the goal as there are trying to stop the goal. These games don’t exist without full teams competing. Individual sports are just that – sport. Not games. And these can be staged with any variety of team members. Cycling would fall into the “individual” category. However, the key to success in these individual sports is to treat them as team sports. There is a great saying in team sport – “we play for the name on the front of the jersey, not the name on the back.” We’ve taken that mentality with the masters riders wearing the ThirstyBear logo on the front of their jerseys (and on the back, and on the sleeves, and on the leg warmers, and on the socks, …. more logos than Nascar). Treating this individual sport as a team sport is what makes this club the fun experience for all. I’ve recapped the old and the older guys the past two days – here I’ll cover the youngsters of the 35+ team where the speeds are higher, the competition fierce, and the power is measured in kilowatts (results taken from USAC):
As mentioned in the 45+ recap, a few old guys drop down to race with the 35’s on occasion which is what was happening early in the year. Like most every race, there is typically more than a couple teammates behind each win throughout the year. After the Cal Aggie Crit win, the team gathered for the Chico Stage Race to capture the GC (with the top TT time as well). Chico turns into a team camp of sorts and a great way to start the year.
A lot of racing takes place in these months but race victories are hard to come by in the ultra competitive 35+ division with the top masters targeting this division combining with the youngsters who are a minute removed from the P12 fields. TB emerged victorious in the rain over at the Berkeley Hills race, a favorite of the club and one where we occupy the podium every year in each division. A trip to North Carolina for the National Championships resulted in 2nd place for the 35-39 TT in one of the fastest overall times of the day.


It took a few months but once the boys got warmed up, the results flooded in beginning with the NCNCA TT Champs. Fastest 35+ time of the day over the new Loyalton course went to TB. The following weekend, TB turned out to be the baddest of the bad boys in what is likely one of the toughest crits in the country – Nevada City. Shortly after, the crit racing continued with wins at Colavita and Red Kite. The month of July typically sees a Bear migration to Bend, OR for the Cascade Classic Stage Race. With each masters division racing together, we had a good size team to go after the 35+ GC. As in 2016 when TB took control of the event to win GC, the boys returned with a different cast of characters but the same plan. From day 1, it was all TB. A win in the opening road race up Bachelor put the team in yellow. The top TT time the next day sealed the deal. The team protected the lead on the final day’s tough circuit race. Not only did TB win the 35+ GC, but had the top GC time when all master’s divisions were combined. Results won’t show how much teammates help in a stage race, but rest assured that the sacrifices for team do not go unnoticed by those who are in the race. Team cohesiveness is the key to stage racing.


The combination of the 35 and 45 fields at Patterson made for some unique racing opportunities for our boys. Teamwork prevailed. The result – a win in the 35 (overall champ) and a sweep in the 45’s. Not to be outdone, the next day at the Red Kite crit, TB nearly swept the podium with 1-3-4 in a very competitive field. University (in Santa Cruz) is another hilly race and one that appeals to those who like a course that doesn’t have an inch of flat terrain. Up and down, round and round. Coming off the fun of Patterson, another TB win here tilted the late summer trophy haul toward the climbers of the club…. But the crit-men had the last word at the NCNCA Championships. In a small field, the two TB teammates were active in the non-stop attacking over the course of the sixty minute slugfest emerging victorious in the 35-39 event. Taking the bunch sprint for 2nd overall in the 40-44 gave TB another medal at the District Crit. Always nice to win your last race of the year, and that’s how the boys went out at Henleyville in the 35+.
The team:
Ariel Herrmann, Chris Evans, Jacob Berkman, Jan Weissenberger, Jason Grefrath, Corey Scobie, Erick Pierce, Moritz Steiner, Neil Bartley, Piers Barry, David Mai

New additions: Erik Camacho, Michael Claudio, Hanns Detlefsen.

Men’s 55+ 2016 Year-in-review

Contributor: Tom Lyons

Men’s 45+ 2016 Year-in-Review

Contributor: Tom Lyons
As the “middle” age group for the club, the 45+ team gets to race down with the 35’s and also have the 55’s race with us on occasion. For 2016, the club, in general, enjoyed great success and many fun times out there on the roads. I’ll recap the 45 team below (results taken from USAC):
We got going early with a win at the Cal Aggie Crit in the 35+ prior to what would become a huge weekend at the Chico Stage Race. Spreading out over the 35+ and 45+ races, we would win both GC’s and both TT’s at Chico. As part of that event, we posted a ridiculous 1-2-3 in the 45+ road race that showed the incredible teamwork that would produce 1-2-4 in the overall 45+ GC. A trip to Arizona for the Tucson Bicycle Classic followed in March with the Bears going 1-3 in the final circuit race resulting in 1-3 GC as well. Copperopolis is one of the early classic spring road races and a favorite of climbers and those who like rough roads. We somehow got three Bears in a break of four and played it well resulting in a 1-3-4 finish.
A 35+ win at Berkeley was the lead in to nationals where we placed two Bears on the 4th step of the TT podium (45-49; 50-54). Mt Hamilton saw TB on the top step once again as the spring season came to a close.
The NCNCA TT and Hill Climb Championships were held in June. Districts and Nationals break up into 5 year age groups while most every other event during the year consists of 10 yr age groups. The Bears took the top step in the 50-54 TT and 45-49 HC with a 2-3 podium in the 45-49 TT. Then it was time to go after the crits with wins at Burlingame, Colavita, and Red Kite-July. On one late weekend in July, TB took the Crossfire Hurricane TT and the Bump-Summer races. San Rafael Crit closed out the month with TB taking the top step in the 45+3/4 race.


August is full of hard racing and that was just fine with TB. Combining the 35+ and 45+ in one race at Patterson turned out to give the 45’s a rare chance to help the 35 team in a race. After about halfway, TB had the 45+ podium wrapped up with only three TB’s left at the front of the race. We turned our attention to helping the 35’s win that division…. And they did! Dunnigan followed with a rather unique race plan to get TB in the break and then try to bridge up (essentially chasing down the teammate in the break). This was by design and the race plan certainly confused many in the peloton. It resulted in an extremely hard race with a successful bridge to the remnants of the break which included a teammate giving two TB’s in a pack of three at the end. Teamwork once again (see Copperopolis) put us on the top step (and third step) for the day. Of course we kept our presence in the crits winning the Red Kite-August 35+ race and the NCNCA 50-54 championships. To complete the well-rounded results, the 45+ Bears closed out the year winning the Esparto TT.

The team:
Chris Phipps, Gardie Jackson, Shawn Daly, Jay Newton, Tom Lyons, Dan Quirk, Brenon Daly, Holger Steinbach, Scot McLean, Lance Haag, Rod Sperling, Jim Grant, Peter Baderstcher, Eric Lagier, Aaron Long, Duane Coughlin, CJ Wolf, Dan Palmer, Phil Hynes
Lance Haag graduates to the 55’s and we welcome Ken Gallardo into the 45’s plus new addition Dan Tedford.
San Bruno is coming soon…. Here we go again!

Hans Gouwens wins Copperopolis 55+

ThirstyBears: Alan, Brian, Max, myself

Race plan: control the first lap, have someone up the road if there is a break going early, ride a hard tempo up the main climb on the final lap, and save Max for the sprint.

After doing 5 laps for 100+ miles with Phipps in the P12 last year, 2 laps of racing in the 55+ might seem like an easy spin around the block. We even got to sleep in because our race didn’t start until 11:25 am.  Fun to see all the action of the 35+123 and 45+123 go by with ThirstyBears at the front of the race every single lap.

The guys in our race to watch were Steve Archer (Morgan Stanley), Jon Ornstil (Hammer), Rob Anderson and Larry Nolan (Specialized), Jan Elsbach (Davis), and dark horse Mark Caldwell (Truckee Bicycle Team, but has probably won every NCNCA race on the calendar once or twice for Morgan Stanley).
We rolled out with 25 racers and Alan set a solid tempo all the way through the feed and the first part of the climb. As expected, Ornstil took over and tried to impress us all with his fitness. Anderson joined him up front and I was happy to sit third wheel. As we approached the top of the climb I glanced back and realized that Archer got gapped with Max sitting on his wheel. I surged to see what would happen and Anderson was the only one to respond, but wouldn’t pull through. I figured he wanted to keep it together for Nolan.
Max, Archer, Ornstil, and three or four others caught up with us, but except for Max and Archer nobody looked interested to keep the pace high, so I put in another dig to see if people would join me in the effort. Again, it was Anderson who came after me, but wouldn’t come through. I asked him if he was just going to sit on my wheel, but he could barely answer as he was still sputtering spit from the previous effort to chase me down.
A towed him for a while, but once we made the 90 degree left turn at the reservoir he pulled through and did his share of the work.  We quickly gained 40 seconds and the rest of the 36 mile race became a two men time trial.
At the start of the second lap we had about 2 minutes and decided to take it down a notch. With 10 miles to go Rob asked me, “so how are we going to play this out”? I told him that I knew his strength and my own weakness and that it would take some smart racing to beat him. I had given him the impression the second time up the main climb that I had trouble holding his wheel on the steeper parts, opening up a three bike length gap while breathing heavily.
As we approached the final climb before the long descent to the finish, I had Rob take a longer pull and attacked him hard into the wind. Gave it a maximum effort for about a minute before looking back once I started my downhill journey and realized I was solo.
I kept the pace high all the way to the finish and won by about 30 seconds.
Meanwhile, the second time up the main climb Max and Archer were able ride away from the remaining group of 10-12 chasers which included Alan and Brian. Max was able to distance Archer to take the last podium spot. Alan took 8th and Brian 11th.

Looking forward to the next race and hopefully I can return the favor to my teammates to set them up for a win 😉

Hans Gouwens

True sportsmanship at Copperopolis. Kudos to Chris Ott

Scot McLean have misunderstood the concept of a Triathlon, and thinks he should finish running. Photo: Alex Chiu Photography
Scot McLean have misunderstood the concept of a Triathlon, and thinks he should finish running. Photo: Alex Chiu Photography
Hey Bears –
I am dropping a quick note to tell you what happened to me at the finish line at Copperopolis last weekend (the men’s 45 +123 race).  I had a respectable race and was coming in to the finishing descent with four others – was setting up for 6th, 7th or 8th place – not bad.  As I hit the flat section at the bottom, I began to turn the cranks but was sensing no torque. I soon realized that my chain had come off of the big ring on of the larger bumps, and, in the process of trying to “peddle through it,”  I succeeded in wrapping the chain around the crank several times, rendering the bike useless.  After a futile attempt at untangling the chain, I began to jog toward the finish, bike in tow.  I was able to mount the bike and coast through the last little downhill section for a few hundred meters, but was forced to jog the final uphill section (about a half K).  Five riders passed during this time.
I was disappointed and a little embarrassed as I came to the last 200 meters.  Those at the finish line were cheering and chuckling (rightly so) – it was pretty hysterical.  About 100 meters out, a Peets rider rode slowly alongside.  He looked over at me and smiled, patted me on the back, and exhorted me onward.  He announced that he would absolutely not come by me.  The rider was Chris Ott.  His was a small gesture of kindness, but one that I will not forget.  I didn’t know Chris before the race – I had heard of him and understood that he was a nice guy (and a helluva bike racer).  Well, folks – he is a nice guy and his display of sportsmanship is an example for all of us out there.  This is what it is all about!
Scot McLean