24 October 2008

Morgan's view from the crew

Thanks for writing this Morgan and for taking such amazing photos!

Sometimes one feels the pull to burn through the fabric of everyday life into the deeper, visceral reality concealed below. A few days ago, a group of four of us experienced just that.

The Furnace Creek 508, a ultradistance cycle race through the Californian desert, has become somewhat a legend, and more recently a fixture, amongst our group of friends. The route describes an inverted “V”, starting in the south-west just above Los Angeles, wending through the desert to it's most northerly point around Townes Pass into Death Valley, then heading south to Twentynine Palms near Joshua Tree National Park. Prior to this year, two of us had ridden the full 508 miles ride solo, four had ridden it as a relay team together, and one was forced to abandon a solo attempt due to a knee injury.

This year it was long-time friend Matt's turn. This journey through the desert is to be completed over two days and two nights; three of us would be there to travel with him, providing sustenance and support. Setting off just after sunrise, Matt climbed in the midst of a caravan of cyclists through the southern Californian mountains into the clouds. Thick damp fog made it hard for us to see him approaching as we stood waiting to pass off bottles of water, peeled bananas and energy bars.

Gusting winds encouraged us through the desert, past dry salt lakes, disused airplanes, huge wind turbines, endless straight roads and expansive desert planes. Distant glimpses of the high Sierra Nevada in the distance excited.

As the sun set, the climb up the mythical Townes Pass was surrounded by raw blue skies and long shadows. Townes Pass is the gateway to death valley, and it was there that one of the three-strong support crew succumbed to travel sickness and, after almost three hours of nausea and vomiting, was forced to abandon ship for the night. He hitched a ride with race staff at an oasis of light in the depths of the darkness of the valley, Furnace Creek.

The night's journey truly began shortly afterwards. Now there were only three of us. At night, the race rules direct support crews to follow immediately behind their riders, illuminating the way with their car headlights and shielding the rider from any oncoming traffic in the desert. The two of us in the car where in a hypnotic, focused world of admiration and logistics; Matt was meanwhile cycling in a world of suffering, yearning and anticipation. At least that's how it seemed - our worlds only touched occasionally, and briefly.

Those worlds dissipated with the sunrise. We stopped briefly for Matt to sleep for fifteen minutes; I'd slept sporadically throughout the night so stayed awake to watch the sunrise. Fifteen minutes was quickly over. We were back in southern California and heading towards Baker where the route crosses the I-15 between Los Angeles to Las Vegas.

The second day saw Matt trawling through darker times. Endless, horizonless climbs past lava flows and cinder cones with a scorching sun above took it's toll, exacerbated by an injury and an otherworldly, sleep-deprived state. We stopped to cool Matt and to talk to him once, but for the most part Matt pressed on doggedly.

The final climb was shorter than we'd all remembered it and we saw Matt power up the hill. Curiously, this had been a pattern over that second day: renewed energy when confronted with a challenge. Matt maintained this energy through the final near-suburban desert stretch into Twentynine Palms, city of murals and naval hairdressers.

A few days later, thinking back, I recall how the night made my thoughts coherent, and brought to mind the final sentences of Albert Camus' The Myth of Sisyphus. “The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart”, writes Camus. “One must imagine Sisyphus happy.”

13 October 2008

508- some stories by better bloggers than me

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I've been scrambling to catch up on work, calories, fun and other non-ride really far aspects of my life. Here are some links to blogs of people I know who raced and already wrote their stories. Enjoy.

Megan (team Bonobo, Swarm!, etc) wrote two entries with some photos.

George Vargas has a ton of data, stories and photos from his version of the suffer fest. Congratulations on three years in a row!

Brian does not have anything new up yet, but I'd like to announce for him that in 2010 he is going to be on a raw-vegan Race Across America 4-person team with Organic Athlete. Wow! I already volunteered to be on his support team for solo in 2011.

Deanna Adams, is vegan, 20 years old and raced without wearing bike shorts. And I was going to brag about only wearing triathlon shorts.

Laters! Stay warm out there in this cold weather.

08 October 2008

Some more

Budge's blog has some excellent photos. Fewer of me and more of the environ. Check them out!


This is my pre-race mugshot and it played a role in my finishing. When I wanted to DNF I thought about it. If you joke around and then DNF, you look like a dumbass who did not take the race seriously. If you joke around and then finish, it is even funnier. Right?

07 October 2008

Hardest thing I have ever done.

It is very difficult to summarize this type of experience without sounding obvious or cliche, but I'll do my best. First I want to be honest and say that this is the most difficult experience I have ever put myself through. I knew it would be hard, but I was blown away (twice almost literally: once in a sandstorm and another on a hairy descent with insane crosswinds- one of the scariest times I've ever had on a bike). But I had a great time. Really. In one waking period I rode through fog, rain, steep canyons, 50+ MPH downhills, dry desert, 10 mountain passes, temperatures in the 40s all the way to 90s, headwinds, tailwinds and even a few miles of normal conditions.
I'm going to break up my thoughts into a number of posts so that Matthew doesn't complain about bike blog posts being way too long. For now here is a photo Race Director Chris Kostman posted. Below is a caption that he wrote, which he rarely does, so I am thankful for that.

AdventureCORPS Presents the 2008 Furnace Creek 508 / _A052716
Photos by Chris Kostman, Oct 5, 2008: Finishers 7:00pm through 9:50pm

The stars of Eat!Sleep?Bike!: the acclaimed film by Sasha Edge about the four rider fixed gear Team Bonobo who completed The 508 in 2006.
From L-R: Pictured are Maxwell Lucas crewed for Brian; Matt Ruscigno competed solo as Desert Locust; Megan Dean, a custom bicycle frame builder, competed with the four woman Team Blue-Footed Booby; Brian Davidson competed solo as Emperor Moth. They are all members of Team Swarm!, an LA-based cycling club, team, and advocacy group. Why the bananas? In 2006, they used a banana as their relay team baton, which they then ate at the finish line. This year, Megan's team also used a banana as their baton, while Matt carried one, too, just for fun. All four riders are vegan. In fact, Brian has now completed the race twice on a purely raw, vegan diet, about which Matt, a dietician, has presented a poster at a science conference. It was on display at Racer Check-In. Click here for the first of several photos of the poster (click the arrows to the right to see the rest of the photos.)

06 October 2008

37hr 20min

Could not of done it without my exceptional crew. Thanks Morgan, Chris
and Budge!
Now to sleep 44 hours after waking up yesterday.

05 October 2008

Amboy cp#6 3.30pm

58 miles to go!

Kelso cp5 12.15pm

Heat is becoming a factor with bad road quality. Matts Achilles is
causing some problems but pushing on. 33 miles to amboy and cp7

30 miles to kelso 125 to go

Burritos outside baker

8.43am check in at mile 383

Outside baker

Sunday morning 20 miles from checkpoint 5 of 8. 15 min power nap. Long
climbs last night but perfect conditions. Hardest times for matt right
now but crushing it. Breakfast burrito! Morgan pooping.

04 October 2008

Trona checkpoint 2

Strong tail winds and fast matt. Morgan attempting double pound
century with second burrito. Three hours till dark entering death valley

Past checkpoint one

Sand storms in cal city!

Start line

03 October 2008

'Twas the night before

At the check-in for 508 for the 3rd year and it's hard to comprehend
that I'm the one racing on my own! Seeing lots of people we know and
joking about per usual.

Since I'm all high tec and posting via my phone, I thought I'd balance
it with my low tec map of what's important in Santa clarita.

508 preparation

Need to know: webcast is here with photos, time splits, etc. Budge is going to be updating my blog when possible.


This is going to be fun! Though my friend Matthew once said, 'What you consider fun is very different than what most normal people consider fun.'

The proof is in the photo of Budge below. And for most normal people picking up a rental car is a straightforward process. For us it was an entanglement of multiple people showing up at various times via bike and confusing them on who is driving and why so many people need to be on the contract. And then the barrage of questions regarding what exactly the damage waiver covers. We are considering, instead of 'Desert Locust' signs taped to the sides of the van, getting it airbrushed. 'I don't know how it got there. I live in East LA, I just woke up and it was like that. Damage waiver, dude.'


I am feeling well-rested and am excited about the weekend. Looking forward to seeing Brian and Megan and their crews in Santa Clarita today for the check-in and race meeting. It has been a long week of logistical planning, but it is coming together. Now what remains is pedaling my bike 500 miles. Emotionally and physically it will be a journey in every sense of the word.

Wow.

01 October 2008

No burritos in death valley

Planning meeting with 508 crew, fueled by burritos, of course.