Patterson Pass Road Race

Report by Carl Parker

Patterson Pass Road Race was my first road race as a Cat 4 racer.  I was really looking forward to this race because it was longer in distance, 65 miles, and had significant elevation, over 6,000 feet of climbing.  That meant a lot more time riding my bike than what I had in Cat 5 races.  And that’s a good thing.  I really like riding my bike.  I couldn’t wait to get this started.

The 65 miles consisted of 3 laps.  Each lap started off with a 4mile/1100ft (5%) climb, following that climb was a long descent and then another shorter climb of 2miles/600ft (6%).  From there it was a steady downhill with slightly rolling hills until the start of the next lap and back to the big climb.

Race morning, there was a stiff head wind at the start line which blew right into the riders faces climbing that first long 4mile climb.  The starting group of 27 racers built into the climb on the first lap right, pushing hard right into the wind.  I did my best to hide myself in the group and keep from exposing anything to this wind.  By the time we got to the top of the climb, about 5 miles into the race, I was already thinking I may get dropped on this race.  I was close to cracking.  At the top of the climb, I tucked into the bike sitting on my top tube as we started the descent.  Immediately I found myself with a small gap on the field.  I had no intention of breaking away but it was very easy at this point in the route to get off the front.  The group all came together after the two climbs until one racer had decided to go for a solo break and eventually disappeared by the time the first lap was completed.

But back to the wind and back to the big climb.  I passed on the neutral feed bottles as I had drank only one at that point.  I would later really regret that decision.  This time on the climb, the wind was blowing harder in our faces and so I found the biggest guy to hide behind and just held his wheel until we got near the summit when I worked my way to the front to take the descent even faster.  By the bottom, I had a 20-25sec gap and held it until the second smaller climb.  That gave me the chance to ride at a pace I was comfortable in.  With the wind now at my back, I settled into a heavy tempo and made the field chase me.  One racer bridged to me right before the summit and said “let’s go” and I told him “I don’t have the legs for the wind” and he asked (mistaking what I said) “you’re not in this to win?”  The group caught us shortly after and it seemed like more people were hurting at this point.  The group by that point, with half the race behind us, was now even smaller, about less than half it was when we started.  Still no sign of the lone breakaway.  Lap 2 completed.

Lap 3 started with the head wind again just lashing at the front of the group.  I had been out of water for 10 miles and the heat was approaching 100 at this point.  It was dry and everyone was already showing salt all over their jerseys.  At the bottom of the climb was a feed zone, I grabbed two water bottles and sucked one down in 10min.  The last climb was even harder with less racers to hide behind than the previous two climbs.  They were also motivated to push to catch the break.  The group slowed right before the road pitched up to about 10% with about a mile left to climb, I thought this was the best time to go to the front and keep the pace high.  The wind was relentless but this was the best, steepest place to go to front on the climb with this nasty wind.  I was told later we lost a couple more riders, some of the stronger climbers earlier in the race.

After reaching the summit for the last lap, I immediately went into the descent looking for that gap again.  Then with little pedaling, I got another 20-25 sec and pushed the paced heading for the second climb.  Right before that climb, I caught the solo break and yelled “let’s go” but it was clear he had nothing left.  So I again went solo up the second climb making the field chase.  By the time the field caught me, there were only 4 riders left and me, making 5 total.  I had gone through my second bottle and was getting nervous of cramping, my legs were already twitching.  So I decided to stay in the back and try to recover and hang on as long as I could.

The five of us approached the final 1km together.  It was a slight uphill finish and right at the bottom we lost two riders leaving three.  The one racer I thought was the strongest said to the other “it’s all yours” or something like that.  I thought he was playing a trick to get behind him and then out sprint him.  Not what happened.  He sat up a little and I just hung onto the other rider’s wheel until 200 meters to go.  I put everything I had left into the pedals and he didn’t counter.  I won by 10sec.

Sea Otter 2k18

It begins….

The Sea Otter Classic descends upon Laguna Seca Raceway outside of Monterey every April. Now over a week removed from the 2018 edition of Sea Otter Classic, FMBR looks back at the event. The Sea Otter Classic cycling festival and expo packed with a multitude of cycling and somewhat cycling related companies showcasing their latest offerings and distributing swag. An assortment of races are also held over the course of the four day event. These extend from MTB events such as dual slalom, downhill and cross country to a trio of road events. And just for some more fun, throw in cyclocross, e-bikes and a Brompton race! There are even some fondos on Saturday. In the mix of the festivities, three members of FMBR, Nick Besse, Brendon Bolin and Jason Hannon, participated in some of races on offer.

Proceedings kicked off on Thursday with Nick and Jason participating in the Elite 3 and Masters 45+ 1/2/3 criterium races respectively. The crit is held on the Laguna Seca race track between turns 11 and 2. The course goes the opposite direction of the main start finish straight then back around using the pit lane with the course start/finish line in pit lane. This configuration leads to two sharp turns entering and exiting pit lane as they are designed to merge onto and off of the track the opposite directions.


Through the pre-ride I knew this was going to be a hard race.  The narrow, sharp, 180 degree corners successfully split the field the first few laps.  I managed to hang on in the group and close the gaps created by myself or by other riders.  Though there were a few close calls, there were surprisingly no crashes! The race played out very similarly every lap, sprinting out of every corner with 20-30 second efforts to close the gap back down and riders were starting to blow left and right. In the final few laps, it was a fight for positioning in the final selection of 12-15 riders.  I found myself too far back in the final few corners and rolled it in for 6th place in the 3s.


One of the cool things about racing Masters is that you really get to know your competition. The bad thing is that the competition in the top 10% is pretty damn tough (at least from my perspective). For Thursday’s criterium my goal was to simply try and stay close to Scott Giles (current NorCal Champ and winner of the 2017 Otter crit, circuit, and road).

As expected, things started fast with hard accelerations out of every turn. We quickly got into a break of 7 within the first 3 or 4 laps. The attacks kept coming and at one point a lone rider got roughly 10 sec off the front. Giles took advantage of the opportunity with an attack from behind the group and bridged. Once Giles bridged he went into TT mode and quickly opened the gap to over a minute. Our remaining break of 5 played cat-and-mouse with no one wanting to commit to chasing down Giles. Giles continued pulling his companion for several laps before dropping him for another solo win. Our chase group stayed together until a couple hundred meters before the final turnaround when another rider attacked a couple hundred meters before the last turn around. It was a good move that I wish I would have thought of as he was able to hold the rest of us off to muster 3rd place and snag the last podium spot. His attack basically initiated a very long sprint for the rest of us in which I came in 2nd for a 5th overall.

Fiesta Friday

Friday had Brendon and Nick racing together in the Elite 3s circuit race. The circuit race takes place on the full Laguna Seca track with the start/finish line located between turns 4 and 5. The main feature on the course is the hill leading up to the iconic corkscrew.


At the start line, I knew it would be a long race.  I hadn’t slept too well the night before and was still thick-legged from the crit the day before.  Over the top of the first climb, I knew I was in trouble. I saw the group strung out coming through the finishing straight, hoping to snap the band early, I attacked.  No one came with me, so I decided to get a head start on the climb. I made it over the top the next few laps in ok shape, with the occasional gap needing to be closed on the corkscrew (thank god for being big)!  Eventually the gaps got bigger and bigger and I needed the efforts got bigger to close them. With 5 to go I couldn’t close the gap and dropped off the back. I managed to not get lapped and was the last rider to finish the race in 16th place.


While I felt my fitness was not at the same level I had earlier in the season, I felt a good result was obtainable in the circuit race. I did not want to repeat my mistake of last year where I used too much energy early in the race (or previous days crit) and was unable to follow the race winning selection on the last lap. I felt good all race and tried to go steady every time up the climb. Going into 4 laps to go, one of the riders split off the front. No one really bothered to chase and he got up to around a 20-25 second lead. Another rider came up to me and mentioned this same fact. I said something along of the lines of we should bridge next time on the hill. The hill came and by then he was already caught but the other rider went and I followed. This strung the remaining field of 12-13 riders out and it looked like 5 of us were going to stay off in the front but later in the lap we were back together. The final laps were pretty unnoteworthy. Things were setting up for a bunch sprint. With two turns to go, I thought I had good position. I ended up getting bumped out a bit then caught behind someone that blew up. In hindsight, I sat up a bit prematurely as I thought the finish was further away than I thought. Either way, I was too far back out of position to contest for the sprint and I felt no need to sprint for minor places. Fun race but a mediocre result of 11th.

In Full Swing

On Saturday it was Jason’s turn to tame the track in the Masters 45+ 1/2/3 circuit race. Later in the day, Brendon would race in the crowd favorite, CX.


Disappointed that I didn’t keep a closer eye on Giles in the crit and that I didn’t ride more aggressively once I knew he was off the front, I decided that I would try to initiate an early break with the hopes that Giles or his team mate Craig Nunes (current SoCal Champ) would join me. On the 2nd lap, I went 110% on the climb and opened up a good gap. I dug deep (too deep in retrospect) and kept it going across the top and down the corkscrew. When I got to the other side of the track (crit course) I looked back to see Giles closing the gap, but also towing the remains of a still fairly large pack. I backed off to recover some and wait for the group to catch me. Unfortunately, the hostilities that I had initiated continued so that I was unable to fully recover. I managed to hold on for the 3rd lap, but the 4th time up the climb I lost contact with the lead group. I sat up and decided to pull out of the race to save something for Sunday’s road race which effectively dropped me into last place. Once I recovered I decided what the hell I might as well finish. I got into a comfortable rhythm and managed to catch and drop two groups of riders and ended up coming in 12th out of 31 starters.

Cross is coming?

The Sea Otter cross course leaves a lot to be desired. Most of the course is ran beside the track and overall is not technical in nature. The surface is comprised of a mix of well packed dirt, rutted dirt, sand and gravel. This years course was close to the same as last years but with the laps going in the opposite direction.


After a full Saturday of cruising the expo area enjoying free expressoes and other beverages, the time finally came to get serious. I’m not sure if any Sea Otter event is as prestigious or majestic as the Cat 5 CX race. So with this knowledge in hand, I donned my kit and a pair of free Subaru branded shades and made my way to the track. After noodling around to warm up, I made sure not to repeat my sins of last year. I got to the start line early and actually lined up on the front row. After the usual spiel from the oficial, 6:30pm had finally come and we were off. And quickly into the first section of sand. With little delay with hit the deeper sandpit where everyone began their graceful dismounting moves and began the slog uphill. Why have an uphill sandpit? This question crossed my mind every five minutes or so for the next half an hour.

As expected the first lap hurt as did the following ones but I managed to settle in and was somewhere in the top 10 although the top few people were quickly getting out of sight. Near the middle of the race, I got in a bit of back in forth with two other riders. One of them a fellow Santa Barbara friend, Sam Selfridge. With a few laps to go, I passed Sam to go into the lead of our trio. The final course corner had deep gravel but after passing through some of it, the outside line was well packed as fast running. I went into the deeper part a bit too aggressive and lost the front end. By the time I recovered, I had conceded at least ten seconds to the other rides. I started my task of reeling them in going into the final lap. I botched on of the rideable sandpits by taking a bad line and by the time I stopped again and go going, Sam was unreachable, the other rider though was my carrot. I reeled him in and was able to sprint around on the lead in to the finish. Overall it was good enough for 8th on the day.  Afterwards, it took a few minutes for my stomach to quiet down enough to enjoy a Fig Mountain brew. 😉

And after the 4th day, rest

All good things must come to an end and the final festival day of Sunday brought with it the difficult road race for Jason and Nick. The road course starts with a two mile descent and ends climbing back up. In between those bits are nine mile loops with rolling terrain and one short sharp hill.


I felt much, much better after taking Saturday easy and getting to sleep in.  I still knew the wall would be an issue, but I can sag-climb with the best of them.  Once again, I launched and early effort to try and snap the group and gain an early advantage.  They caught on to my scheme pretty quick and chased me down. I made it over the wall the next few times with little trouble closing the gap over the top.  With 2 to go, there was a guy off the front with 2 minutes on the group. Over the climb I was the last wheel in the group and the guy in front of me blew up, letting a huge gap open up through the downhill.  By the time I came around the group had 10 seconds on me. I managed to catch back on through the headwind neighborhood, though when the pace picked up through the Stanford rollers, I couldn’t hang on. I rode the last lap in by myself and finished in 14th.


The Sea Otter road course makes for a very tough road race. In 2016 I DNF’d, and in 2017 I felt good down to the last lap before cracking and getting 10th. Both times I rode too aggressively and paid the price. This time I decided to play it conservatively. The approach worked well and after three times up the main climb I found myself in a select group of roughly 10 riders that included both Giles and Nunes. I was feeling strong on the climbs and was drinking and eating well. I was sitting in on the backside of the course and complimenting myself on how good I was feeling when I realized my back tire was going flat. I immediately waved over the following SRAM support vehicle and got a replacement back wheel which cost me about 45 sec. That proved to be too much of a gap for me to reconnect with the lead group. I did manage to catch a couple of other stragglers. One of which stayed with me up the final painful climb. I managed to take him at the line resulting in an 8th place finish out of 17 starters.

OTF Stage Race

Report by Brendon Bolin

The Lead Out

When looking over the NCNCA and SCNCA race calendars in an effort to plan out my early season, the OTF stage race caught my eye. It contained a road race with rolling terrain, a flat time trial and a circuit race with some elevation. The road and circuit courses both looked to suit me well and the time trial (TT) was intriguing if for no other reason than I could put my TT bike to use for the first time in an actual USAC sanctioned event. So with that, I was ready to commit to spend my weekend up north of Fresno in what to me were parts unknown.

Unfortunately, none of my teammates could make it up for the weekend but thankfully I had a friend, Frank, who was up for doing the racing. He would race in the Men’s Elite 4/5s and I in the Men’s Elite 3s . This presented a bit of extra coordination with all of our races starting and ending at different times but it would be great to have someone to split up the drive with and hang out with during all those in between hours.

Friday morning I took my TT bike and road bike out for final test spins before loading up to hit the highway. Good thing I did. On my road bike, I noticed that one of the rollers on the chain was missing from where I open the chain at the quick link for cleaning. Luckily, it was easy to fix and with the bikes in good working order I packed up and was off. I picked up Frank along the way and we proceeded to make our way to the Knights Inn in Madera. This presented the next challenge, dinner. We settled on In & Out, delicious, plenty of calories and minimal GI stress. That double-double with chilies and animal fries served me well. Shortly afterwards, we arrived at our motel in Madera and I was pleasantly surprised we were not as isolated as I had expected. We were surrounded by shopping centers and hoses and not endless farm fields. We made it an early night as the Men’s 4/5s race started around 8 am and we had a 20-30 minute drive from our hotel to the race staging area.

Saturday morning was one of the few times I was not rushing to get ready for my race. The day did start off early as I woke at 5:45 am to my alarm. After a small breakfast, we were on the road and were parked at the staging area before 7 am. I did what I could to help Frank get ready for his race and saw him off. I then proceeded to register, pin my number and kill some time flying my drone. My start time of 10 am was drawing near and I could finally get ready to race.

On the Road Again

The parking and race start where not at the lap start/finish line, in fact it was over a little over a mile away. With all the extra time I had, I rode back to check it out and the lead up to the line. The drag up to the line was at a slight incline and there was a bend about 200-250m to go so the finish line was not visible until those last couple hundred meters. I tried to keep this in mind as well as what it looked leading into that final bend. There were bonus seconds on the odd laps of the race and I was hoping knowing the finish the first lap around could help put me in position to try to collect some on the first lap.

It was time for my race to begin. The field size looked to be about twenty with unfamiliar faces minus a couple. The lap started out on a gentle climb of 2-4% with a couple intermixed flat sections. Towards the end of this section, the road pitched up then made a right turn. The next section was quick and for the most part gently worked downhill. This lead into the short steeper climb about 1k in length which was the first time there was any real surge in pace. After completing this, the road turned right again and was downhill then predominantly rolling for the remaining 2.5 miles to the lap finish. Leading into the finish, I knew I had to be up near the front coming into that last bend. With the centerline rule in effect, there is not much room to move up and around. I was about third wheel as we came around the final bend which now had also been marked with a 200m to go sign. I opened up a sprint and some combination of a good surge, not knowing there were bonus seconds on offer, or not knowing the finish line location lead to only one or two others putting in much of an attempt. After crossing the line first to claim my three bonus seconds, I settled back into the group while thinking to myself if it was worth putting in the effort for bonus seconds or would it be best to focus solely on getting good results in the road and circuit races.

With the first lap complete things seemed to settle down. One person when off the front and rode most the second lap solo. The thought of bridging up crossed my mind but I thought back to the Santa Barbara County Road Race and didn’t want to do as much so early on and either not be able to follow later moves or be marked more than necessary. The third lap had someone go from about 1k out to take the three bonus seconds on offer. I was again in good position and crossed first from the bunch to collect an additional two bonus seconds. The next laps were completed with the group staying mostly together. However, the wind had picked up and the first couple miles of the lap were into a headwind. That combined with the predominant upward slope lead to the group riding that section comically slow and easy. Then the rest of the lap was done at a good pace with a surge every time up the 1k long hill.

The forth lap saw two people go up the road with no real effort to chase them immediately down. They stayed in sight getting up to maybe 60 seconds ahead. On the fifth lap going up the 1k hill, a junior rider from Team Swift rider attacked towards the end of the climb. This put the two riders who were still off the front, well within reach. At that point the Team Swift rider had pulled a pit of a gap on the field. I thought if I could go with him and we reached the front two, the four of us would be able to stay away if we committed. I was able to join the Team Swift rider and we set off to catch the leading two. We brought back most of the gap and almost had bridged to the leading two but unfortunately at the same time a couple from the remaining group behind us were able to catch us. When seeing this I filtered back into what was left of the main group with the two still barely hanging on in front of the group.

The breakaway completed the fifth lap still ahead albeit with a small gap. The surge of the group coming into the finish of the lap took away what was left of their advantage. Again I tried to place myself well and I put in a little sprint that was not really contested. This put me third across the line for that lap and yielded me one more bonus second. Shortly afterwards as the sixth lap started, the break was absorbed and we were once again rolling at a snails pace up the first uphill-ish section. The remainder of the lap had a few surges and small attacks but nothing noteworthy.

The final lap began much like the laps that proceeded it. Slow again into the headwind uphill section. However, this time someone slowly upped their pace a bit and the people following were not willing to put in the minor amount of effort necessary to hold the wheel. As he slowly rode away from the group, I was puzzled by the seemingly lack of care, concern and effort from the group. At about the end of the uphill section, I counted the gap to thirty seconds. Still a long way from the line, I hoped once we were out of the headwind the pace would pick back up and the solo rider reeled in. As we rode the section leading into the 1k climb, I took a turn in front and was trying to get some sort of rotation going. Unfortunately, only about three of us seemed willing to do anything but sit up if touching the wind. Thankfully things went hard on the 1k climb. The remaining group was strung out and the chase was on.  About one mile from the end, a reduced group somewhat reformed but it was characterized by random attacks and a general lack of cohesion. I did what I could to not let someone fly off solo and maintain a position near the front. Approaching the final bend, I found myself around third wheel and the rider off the front only 10-15 seconds ahead. By the time the road straightened out and the finish line was in sight I was second wheel. The rider in front of me made no real effort to pick up the pace and start a sprint so I started from long from some combination of hoping the field was still strung out behind me or the fear of having a line of rider streak past from a lull in the pace. I opened up my sprint to plenty of clear road. I felt like I might spin out my current gear and dropped into a harder gear. This would probably have held true earlier in the race but at this point it would be a stretch to call my final effort a sprint. As I grinded my way towards the line, I saw in my periphery a rider approaching on the left. He came around me by about a wheel to take the sprint for second. As some consolation, it was on of the people I knew in the race, Nick Jepson from CBS.

With the race complete, I had to be pleased with third and a total of ten bonus seconds. The race winner finished seven seconds ahead of the group and with time bonuses factored in, he was leading the general classification (GC) seven seconds ahead of me in second. The times were still tight among all those that finished in the lead group and I knew the TT would shake things up.

Neutralized Part I

I mulled over the TT but with it on the shorter end, I hoped to stay in the top 5 and if the gaps were small, perhaps move up further with the bonus seconds or forcing a break in the circuit race. After devouring a patty melt and curly fries  at the diner restaurant next to our motel, the rest of Saturday consisted of kicking back and killing time. Part of this was periodically checking email as we waited to receive the TT start times. In general, we knew they were grouped by the race categories and the groups ordered by the start times of final circuit race. Among the groups, the riders would go in reverse order of the standings. Finally, while watching the classic Sandlot, the email dropped and I knew both Frank and my start times, 8:16 and 10:26 (2nd to last) respectively. If I thought I had plenty of waiting around the first day, a two hour gap in TT start times and a four hour gap in the circuit time starts ensured waiting around to race may become my new past time.

The TT start was located only a 10 minute drive from our motel so Frank rode to the start as his warmup. I was able to take my time getting ready, packing up and checking out of our hotel. I got to the TT course around 8 am and was able to see Frank off. I then ran into some of the people I knew from the race and proceeded to enjoy some coffee and got further practice on killing time as I waited for Frank to finish and return back.

The Race of Truth

The course itself was a simple point to point route with two 90 degree right turns and totaling 8.5 miles. I don’t have any set warmup protocol but I did want to spin around to loosen up a bit. About half an hour before my start time I started rolling around and did a few shorter efforts at around threshold and had a caffeinated gel. Don’t know if the gel helped at all but I figured it couldn’t hurt and salted caramel is bomb. After all bathroom stops had been completed, I lined up to start about 5 minutes ahead of my start time. I felt surprisingly calm while I waited to start. Maybe all those Monday Night TTs out in Goleta were paying dividends. As I rolled up to the start line, I rethought my plan on pacing. The out section was with a tailwind and would be fast. I wanted to not go too hard and this point and have to pay for it on the later half which was into a headwind. After getting to the final stretch, I could adjust my pace and pick it up if I was feeling good.

Before I knew it, I had the ref tell me 10 seconds. Then I got the 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 countdown and I was off. Immediately, I noticed my PM just fell asleep right before I set off from sitting around inactive too long. I hoped it would reconnect which is not a certainty from past Garmin experiences. Thankfully it was found again and I did my best to not go out too hard. With the smooth tarmac, a soft tailwind and a hint of adrenaline, I was out of the gates feeling good and rolling over 30 mph. After the first few minutes I did my best to settle in and ride roughly to power. I made it to the first turn still feeling good with my heart rate slowly rising but still about at threshold levels. It was a little over a mile until the final right turn and the final 4.5 miles to the line.

As I started the final stretch, I felt as if my pacing was good and I could hold my current effort till the end. This was occasionally interrupted by having to pay a lot of attention to the road surface. The inbound section had plenty of rough seconds where it was difficult to find a line to not be getting completely bounced around. Intermixed with the rough sections were areas that had been recently repaved and felt like being on a cloud. As the miles clicked away, it looked like I was gaining time on my one minute man but I couldn’t be certain. At some point, I passed someone else from my field on a road bike who looked like they were saving their efforts for later in the day.

I finally drew close to the finish line. From a distance, it was hard to make out exactly how far off it was. There were a few cars held up from the bike traffic and the end came up more quickly than I had expected. I did a little surge right at the end but I felt I had more left that in the tank and that I could have upped the effort for the last mile or so. Overall though, I felt I paced it well. After finishing, I checked my power and was happy with how I had performed. Upon cooling down, I caught up with my buddy Nick who was sitting in 3rd prior to the TT and asked how he did. I had done about 30 seconds better so that gave me some confidence that maybe I was still sitting in a Top 5 GC spot going into the circuit race.

Neutralized Part II

Without much else time to think, it was time to hop in the car and head to the circuit race course. My late TT start combined with the Cat 4/5s circuit start time left little extra time to complete the 45 min drive. The rush in the end was not necessary as all the officials and some of the equipment had to transfer from course to course as well. As a result, all the circuit races for the day were behind schedule and being ran to their full planned duration. The Men’s 4/5s race finished around 1 pm and I was still left almost three full hours before my scheduled race start. As the afternoon progressed, results were first posted for the TT. To my surprised, I finished 2nd with a time of 19:12. Doing some math with the previous days results looked to put me on the exact same time as the winner of the TT. This really made me lament over not finishing off the last mile or so of the TT stronger. I felt a bit better after speaking with the officials and confirming that the first thing to break the tie is a lower total for finishing place. Aside from being tied for 1st on time, there was one person seven seconds behind us. I knew these were the two people I needed to look out for in the race as well as make sure that a breakaway didn’t succeed. Then it was back to more waiting. After some combination of nature valley, natures bakery, cliff and lara bars and a countless number of water bottles consumed. It was finally time to start my race.

Short Circuit

The circuit course was a rolling loop of about two miles in a gated community with a great road surface. The road was technically open but there were only a handful of cars all day from the people going to and from the eight to ten homes in the community. There was one main uphill section that took about 45 seconds along with another ‘kicker’ that took about 10 seconds to get up and over. The lead into the finish line was fast and downhill with a couple of turns but the turns were gradual enough to require any braking. The last section to the finish line was not far from the final corner leaving little if any time to change position in a sprint.

The race went similarly to the road race. Steady or easy for most parts then hard efforts up the longer uphill section. In the early laps there were too many attacks to count on the hill but people were fresh enough for nothing to stick and the group to always reform. There were also some attacks in the downhill run to the line but these were all short lived and the group would reform again once the road flattened out by the finish line. To me, the hard efforts up the hill were very manageable and I felt good about my chances halfway through the race. I kept my eye on the two riders I needed to and was quick to jump on wheels when they put in anything that resembled an attack.

As the laps counted down to three to go, I was finally put into a position where I had to make a decision. We approached the hill section and two riders attacked and pushed hard up the hill. There was no immediate response from anyone in the group. I rode a steady effort in front up the hill and kept up the effort when reaching the flat and proceeded to flicked my elbow for someone to come around and help keep the chase up. At this point the riders ahead had a gap of ten to fifteen seconds. I waited as everyone sat idly behind me. With the gap still relatively small, I didn’t want to watch the two in front ride off and take both the top spots in the circuit race and likely the GC. I kept up a decent pace and decided to go hard into the small kicker hill which would at the least force everyone to put in an effort and at best split the field. After attacking on the hill, I kept up a good pace and had the two in front more or less caught by the start finish.

The final two laps were ran at a more steady pace and no one tried to attack on the climb. On the final lap, the rider sitting in third place in GC put in somewhat of an attack on the smaller kicker before the fast bit leading to the line. I followed and as soon as the hill crested he backed off and I proceeded to take the lead. His bike handling skills were not confidence inspiring and I did not want to be on his wheel going through the series of bends. As the finish line fast approached, there was on large attack to my right side. The road was wide enough to allow for more than one line, even though we passed through this section close to single file on every other lap. I managed to get more or less back on terms with this surging move and next thing I knew, it was close to three wide going into the final bend. As the road opened up, two riders passed by me to my right as a started to open my sprint. From there it was only a handful of seconds to the line and I just held my position of third. The two riders in front of me were not the GC threats and crossing the line I knew I had wrapped up first in GC.


My happiness was briefly dampened by the fact I had known I needed to start my sprint earlier than I had and that may have cost me the win in the circuit race. I decided not to dwell much on that as things rarely go perfectly and going into the weekend if you would have told me I would finish, third, second and third and win GC, I would have been ecstatic. From there, I got my podium pic packed up and started off on the long drive back home. After spending the day living on bars, I eventually got to have my first real-ish meal at Panda Express at some hub stop along the 99.  Finally making it back home at 11 pm ending a long but worthwhile weekend.

I would like to first thank OTF for putting on the event. The courses were fun and overall things went smoothly. Thanks to Frank for rolling out with me and capturing some of the weekends moments. Lastly, thanks to all my teammates and friends for all their encouragement and sponsor support.

Santa Barbara County Road Race (Cat 5)

Report by Rod Farvard

Last Saturday at the Santa Barbara County Road Race I competed in my first two road races ever and learned a few lessons along the way. I placed 3rd in the Cat 5A race in the morning and then came back 6 hours later and placed 2nd in the Cat 5B. A double podium isn’t bad, especially when you’re the last race of the day and the race committee wants to give away as much excess swag as they can, but more pleased with the overall experience I gained from these races than any result.

The first race went a little something like this. After mistiming how long it would take to check in, receive my bib number, relieve myself, and pump my tires to an acceptable psi through a uncooperative valve extender, I locked my friend’s keys inside her gas cap and found myself frozen in place for a couple minutes realizing what I had just done. Upon snapping out of it, I looked down and my Garmin read 7:57am. I had 3 minutes to race start and I had not even mounted my bike to get in a warmup yet. Never had I been this stressed and this unprepared before a competition in my 9 years of racing. But then again, never had a done a road race in those years either.  My warmup consisted solely of a 30 second pedal down to the race start but damn I smashed those 30 seconds. I was ready.

About 4.5 miles into the race we hit a small rise in the road and I turned to someone and non-sarcastically asked if that was the hill. He just laughed and I took that as a hard no. About half a mile later I saw the climb and sent a max effort to the front of the pack screaming “I AM CHRIS BRADEN”.

Unfortunately the move only split the race in half and I wasn’t able to solo the rest of the 23 miles like Chris last year. All it did was mark me as “the guy to watch” as riders would tell me after the race. Lesson #1 learned.

I pulled the same move on lap 2 but a little harder leading to a lot more damage, which leads me to lesson #2: if you’re going to make a move, commit to it and dig in 10 seconds longer than you initially planned. It will pay off.

By the top of the rollers it was just me and 2 other dudes and we broke away. Triathlon instinct kicked and my pulls became longer and longer. The other two noticed that and reaped the rewards as they both out-sprinted me at the line. Lesson #3 learned. As teammate Brendon Bolin put it, “The winner of the race isn’t the person with the highest average power”.

Race #2 was a little more interesting. I warmed up with teammate Carl Parker and both of us agreed we were annoyed at how slow our last races went out (classic triathletes) so we thought we’d take the next out a little harder. Carl pulled hard to the hill and I took it from there. Max effort up the climb and over the rollers. With Carl on my wheel the whole way, we dropped the entire field. But it was here we learned lesson #4: it is VERY hard to breakaway from the group when there is a monstrous headwind sending you backwards and slapping your cheeks around.

We were caught in the next couple miles and, again, marked. The group would not let either of us off the front. Frustrated, I tried to push the pace even harder on the second lap and learned lesson #5: pulling at 120% FTP won’t make anyone tired except yourself.

Carl made it to the front a couple miles before the climb and went full kamikaze leading me out for one last try at a full gas move to break up the field. It worked. Up the climb and over the rollers and I had at least 30 seconds on the chase. Let it be noted that Carl was so messed up from his effort the official pulled up to him in the final race and asked, “Are you okay, physically?” Carl screamed through gritting teeth, “FOR THE BOYS!”

From here it was a 9 mile time trial to the finish- the only thing in cycling I really know how to do. I think I put out my best 25 minute power ever in those last ten miles but like Brendon mentioned, it really doesn’t matter. I got caught by the group in the last mile of the race largely due to the laws of Lesson #4 and out-sprinted at the line by former teammate and UCSB triathlete Gordon Williams.

A solid debut into the world of cycling with a 3rd and 2nd place. 8 more points in Cat 5 before Cat 4 where placing and performance actually matter. But for now, lesson #6: if you aren’t first, you’re last. Thank you to UCSB Cycling for putting on a great event and for the dope prizes.

Rod Farvard on his first of two podiums this last weekend at the Santa Barbara County Road Race.

2018 FMBR Training Camp – That’s a wrap

Fig Mtn Brew Racing’s 2018 winter training camp wrapped up this last Sunday just before the real rain came.

Our first day started with a short 30 mile jaunt from the Santa Barbara Mission up and over Gibraltar, across East Camino Cielo, and out to HWY 154 and back. We were treated to a combination of spectacular views of the aftermath of the Thomas fire, as well as 100 yd visibility at the top of the ridge due to thick fog.

Heading up Gibraltar
Bbakes, Brendon, and Echeveste reconnoitering in the fog

On Friday the team met up at one of our sponsors’ locations,  Carmichael Training Systems (CTS) in Santa Ynez. After kitting up we headed out for a counter-clockwise ascent of Figueroa mountain followed by a Foxen Canyon / Alisos Canyon / HWY 101 loop for total of 68 miles and 6.2kft of climbing. The ride concluded with a much anticipated burrito lunch.

The team kitting up at the CTS facilities in Santa Ynez
Echeveste on the final push up Fig
The Friday FMBR crew regrouping after the Fig descent

Saturday we had a great turnout for our longest ride out-and-back to Jalama (84 miles). Again the team kitted up at CTS in Santa Ynez with each rider receiving a supply of both sports and recovery drink product from our new sponsor FLUID Nutrition based up in San Luis Obispo CA (Thanks FLUID!).

Heading out to Jalama via Santa Rosa road

Starting the slog back home from Jalama beach

Finally, on Sunday the team headed back down to Santa Barbara to participate in the Pre-Worlds + Worlds ride which started at the Santa Barbara Mission, went along Mountain Drive through Montecito, then back around to East Beach where we joined the Sunday Worlds crowd (or lack of) for the standard Worlds ride to Carp and back.

The FMBR team and friends warming up at Pre-Worlds

The team got in over 240 miles and  18k feet of climbing racers in four days. Not a bad kick-start for the race season which officially begins January 27th at the Santa Barbara County Road Race. See you there! #FIGFAST


Start of FMBR training camp = rain

So when there is no chance in hell it will ever rain again, …ever, just schedule an FMBR training camp and the water will flow. Today marked the start of the 2018 Fig Mtn Brew Racing training camp and like clockwork we had our first winter rain. In attendance were new recruit Brendon Bolin, returning riders John Echeveste, Owen Thomas, and Jason Hannon. Also in attendance was special guest FMBR alumni Brandon Baker. Owen had to abandon part way through since he is still recovering from a bad spill at the Nosco ride a couple of months back. Otherwise it was a great, if wet at some points, start to team camp.


Friday we will be riding up and over our sponsors’ namesake mountain (Figueroa Mountain of course!). Saturday we will be heading out to Jalama, and then Sunday we will be back in Santa Barbara to light things up at Sunday Worlds.

Stay posted. We will be posting pics and words to let you all know how camp is going.

FMBRacing 2018!

Wake Up! Fig Mtn Brew Racing (FMBR) has put together strong team for 2018 with a great combination of returning riders and a host of strong and promising new additions to the team. Keep an eye out for the #FigFast crew at the CTS & Fig Mtn Brew Figueroa Mountain Gran Fondo this coming Saturday (Nov. 11th) and hope to see you out there.

Just to wet your appetites here is a flash back to the 2016 FMBR crew doing a commercial shoot for our key sponsor on our favorite mountain.

San Rafael Twilight (Sunset)

Tucker makes a brief appearance on the start line (from :03 to :05) in the winner, Justin Williams’ (Cylance) video from Saturday.

Those #FigFast green & black colors look good under the lights…next year we’ll send a full squad!

Jessica also took another top ten in the women’s 3/4 earlier in the day.

Cascade Classic Results & San Rafael Sunset Criterium

The team is back from a long trip and big stage race in Bend, Oregon – the Cascade Cycling Classic. We scored three podiums, and two more top tens. Full results can be found here.

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Brandon scored two second place finishes, this one atop Mt. Bachelor, and a 6th overall in GC.

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Jess got barley nipped at the line and took second at the Downton Criterium after her TT in the morning on Saturday.

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Julia guest rode for the Canyon Bicyles – Shimano pro team in her first race as a 2. She had some unfortunate luck that saw a screw go through her wheel during stage 3, ending her weekend a bit early. We can all attest the Giesch still had fun!

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Not a bad drive, albeit 12 hours long…

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Racing in the mountains with scenery like this, we’ll be back next year!

Tomorrow, Tucker is racing the San Rafael Twilight (or Sunset as it is now known) criterium in Marin County. His form is on point, look for him to sneak up on some NorCal hitters and grab a #FigFast podium!

Bbakes also scored his final upgrade, fourth of the season, into the 1st. This is FMBR’s 11th of the season.

Patterson Pass Road Race next weekend as well…stay tuned!

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The 2s squad post Mt. Bachelor Road Race before the podium shot.

Crusher in Tushar, SoCal Crit Racing and Cascade

The team had a great adventure to Beaver, Utah for the Crusher in Tushar and enjoyed a weekend at elevation gravel grinding and enjoying the the southern Utah Mountains. David made a sweet video of his experience out on the course here:

Jess continued her domination of the 3s in the SoCal crit scene (results are updated) and seven team members are in Bend, Oregon for the 37th Annual Cascade Cycling Classic.

From our women’s team, Julia is guest riding for the Canyon Bicycles Shimano team for her first UCI pro event.

Stay tuned for #FigFast results over the course of the weekend!