Saturday morning we woke up and drove up north to The Golden Nugget Flea right by Lambertville NJ. Like the elderly people that we are these days nothing pumps me up more than a solid flea market and luckily Saturday didn’t disappoint.
After that we cruised into Lambertville, parked, and walked over the bridge into New Hope to get some grub.
Lunch was at the epic Sprig & Vine!
There are a slew of cyclists up and around these parts due to the canal path. On the walk back over to the car I enc0ountered something id never seen before. It might be hard to tell but the cyclist when crusing between cars would unclip his right foot and swing it over his frame…
Heading out of town – sweet old Bugatti
Next up was getting out pumpkin picking on.
At the flea we picked a 1920s era cast iron industrial lamp. It was made by the Manley Mtg Company in Reading, PA and was the 1st ever ‘portable’ gas station light. I was a bit excited so I did a quick re-wire job and got it working. I plan to do a full re-wire job soon to replace the almost 100 year old wiring.
Sunday morning we packed the car full and shuffled out for West Chest Cross (WCCX)
They had changed the course up a bit this year not using the entire other side where we went over the road before. Still a fun course (minus maybe that SUPER bumpy part right after the start)
Cat4/5 Cmen Podium – Filson on the podium again crushing it. 1st race as a cat4 and making moves on the SSCX. Cant wait for him to crush the Bs next year
Initially the idea was to get paid in the A-race. After seeing who actually showed up my idea became a stretch goal. There was only 15 people reg’d but you know who you can hang with and who you cant. Even track Olympian Scott Zwizanski was out!!! I had a poor start after picking the wrong wheel to line up behind but was able to dangle at the back of the front pack. I heard a couple ‘hurry up Minturns’ in there coupled byt Myles yelling, ‘keep at that speed Minturn.’ Eventually I couldn’t hang with the 8 leaders and they pulled away. I was in no mans land for a while but was able to pick off a couple people who dropped from that group. I crossed the line and heard the old ‘5 laps to go’ and I thought, REALLY!? No one wants to hear 5 to go after doing a couple laps.
Anyways fast forward a bit and I realize Michael Miller is gaining on me slowly. I keep the pressure on the pedals and am out of the saddle on every climb. With 3 to go hes even closer… I always measure where I am verse where he is when the course doubles back to figure out the time gap and if hes gaining or not. With two to go I still have a good lead and put the pressure on trying to grow the gap. My real goal is to make the gap seem way to big to work for then I can go into ‘safety’ mode in the tougher corners as William was too far in front of me to catch. My plan works and I get to roll in 6th/15. Pay was 7 deep and I felt like I had a solid race. Tons of things to improve on but I did change out my front wheel for a tubeless jawn. I also learned that trying to hop barriers when that’s not your strong suit leads to trouble.
**Note to self, just because you look like Hal, doesn’t mean you have any of his skills.
Strava Jawn: ***will add when im not lazy***
Results A race 1/2/3
Next up with the epic buffet known as Su Tao. So good. So many good buds. Ohhhie!
We got home. I made some food for the next day and then it was time for SPOOKY GOLF in center city. I didn’t win but I did A LOT of heckling. Fall is way too good of a month!!