2013 USA Pro Challenge: Stage 02

2013 USA Pro Challenge: Stage 02

Tuesday - August 20, 2013 - Aspen, CO

The race organizers no longer provide Media with the typical windshield-wide "I CAN BYPASS THIS BARRIER AND I CAN SPEED" stickers and because Colorado Highway Patrol is, let’s call it, overzealous.

Start Time
10:10 AM
Est. Finish Time
3:50 PM
126.1 mi
Total Climb
12,250 ft
  • Independence Pass
  • Hoosier Pass
Current Location

Room 2-6210 of the Beaver Run Resort and Conference Center, Breckenridge, Colorado.


Side note: We were upgraded to a suite with two bedrooms and a shared living room, dining room and full kitchen. We also have several floor-to-ceiling mirrors, a fireplace and a balcony that overlooks some woods, some grassy ski runs and four maybe five glaciers or permanent snow packs. On the way to our room we passed a Team Cannondale racer seated—on the carpeted floor and leaning against, presumably, the door to his room, waiting, presumably, to get a key or a hand getting up off the carpeted floor where he was sitting—in just bib shorts a cotton tank-top and no footwear either on his feet or visibly near his person. He was texting and refused to grant us permission to photograph him in his current scenario. Which reminds me: not more than twenty minutes before this particular Team Cannondale encounter, we saw Peter Sagan, Stage 01 Winner of the 2013 USA Pro Challenge, riding casually around the backroads and alleys of downtown Breckenridge, possibly for fun or possibly because he was lost. Whatever the actual circumstance he appeared to be in a rolling stroll kind of a mood, as his post-race countenance showed no signs of distress or anxiety.


Wake up in Aspen, EARLY (7:00 AM), checkout, get coffee, make it through Aspen and onto the 82—because the race organizers no longer provide Media with the typical windshield-wide “I CAN BYPASS THIS BARRIER AND I CAN SPEED” stickers and because Colorado Highway Patrol is, let’s call it, overzealous, we had some concern about not being allowed to drive to the top of Independence Pass after it was closed to the public—photograph Independence Pass, drive to the finish which turned into drive to Hoosier Pass via Leadville and Frisco, photograph Hoosier Pass, and make it home at a reasonable hour.

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At first passing by, and but then interacting with more than you might think is possible, a wild fox (an actual long-tail having, reddish-brown, prone-to-trotting, bushy tail-waving fox) on the way to the Beaver Run Resort.

IIndependence Pass

Driving through Aspen was tedious due to all the people in cars in front of us driving too slow, gratuitously stopping, and taking too long to pass the many high-end White People Suburban Recreationalists; i.e., titanium comfort bicyclists, roller bladers on those cross-country ski-looking roller blades, baby joggers, track-suited speed walkers, etc., enjoying a lovely morning at 7,890 feet. After that our average speed over the course of the 19.8 mile drive up Independence Pass was 27.6mph; for most of the way we followed two Pitkin County Sheriff Chevy Suburbans. Along the way we passed, most notably (along with several thousand less-notable cyclists), seven Indonesian dudes in full Team SKY Pro Cycling kit and matching Team Issue Pinarello Dogmas, 18 pirate hats and/or pirate paraphernalia, 34 American Flags (in various forms and states of repair), two tall bikes (one of which was exceptionally tall), Jeremy Dunn and Ben Lieberson and Tim Johnson, a dude in a DEATH SQUAD BLACK unitard coming out of DEATH SQUAD BLACK Sprinter Van getting onto a DEATH SQUAD BLACK road bike in a turn-out on the side of the road, 3 recumbents, a tall bike unicyclist, and five American Eagle likenesses. It was already hot in the sun and because we were going so slow and it was so pleasant in the woods and whatnot, we drove with our windows rolled down, through which windows we overheard a number of conversations/declarations/sound bites/etc., the highlights of which are:

“Yeah but dude, shit talker.”Anonymous “Actually mountain biking is so hard they do really well in Time Trials.”Anonymous “Alright George, this is where you’re going to hurt me.”Anonymous “I think the American Flag should always be above the State Flag, right?”Anonymous

The drive up Independence was so slow I started to day-dream about the race—which race was scheduled to start more than an hour and half after we left Aspen, and which race was on pedal bikes—passing us before we made it to the top.


At the top, after parking well beyond the KOM (exit strategy!), the first thing we noticed was that the scene, and this is based on the last two years, sucked in terms of attendance. The number of spectators on the mountain this year was, give-or-take, less than 1/1037th the number last year. Because Independence Pass is the closest thing we have in America to a monument like Galibier, L’Alpe d’Huez, Stelvio, Mont Ventoux, etc., we were bummed-out. Side note: Baldy is pretty rad, so is Cottonwood Pass. Clearly the “High Maintenance” tundra was to blame, but we’re not scientists (yet), so Emiliano and I located, sequestered and interviewed Forest Service representatives (almost scientists or maybe scientists, we don’t know) regarding the Tundra versus USA Pro Challenge challenge.

Martha Moran, Recreation Manager Planner, Aspen-Sopris Ranger District: "I am the Logistics Incident person, staffing the folks up here working for the Forest Service and making sure the resources are staying the way they are even with all this use. People are much better now, the Collective Consciousness of what’s going is much better then it was the first year. There were a lot of impacts because of the camping but now I think people understand, they’re planning and being prepared. Even though people up there are going to stomp all over the tundra, it’s okay to do it once or twice; really it’s the cummulative impact of doing it over and over again that we’re worried about."
Two intentionally anonymous Joint White River Forest Service or Department of Agriculture BLM Employees: "We need to manage this resource for many different uses. Alpine tundra doesn’t grow back. The real issue is the accumulation of damage, and this is the third year of the race.”
"Every day we take Bernie to an Assisted Living Facility near where we live. The old people there just love him, we dress him up in costumes and clothes, we do his hair in barrettes and ponytails, it’s just so much fun. Bernie makes people smile, he brings joy." For more information you can contact Bernie@bernietheshihtzu.com
William Theodore "Bill" Walton III (born November 5, 1952) is a retired American basketball player and television sportscaster. The "Big Red-Head", as he was called, achieved superstardom playing for John Wooden's powerhouse UCLA Bruins in the early '70s, winning three straight College Player of the Year Awards, while leading the Bruins to two Division I national titles. He then went on to have a prominent career in the National Basketball Association (NBA) where he was a league Most Valuable Player (MVP) and won two NBA championships. SIDE NOTE: Bill is 6 ft 11 in tall.
MFS: "Where are you from?" The Angry Single Speeder born Reno, Nevada: "Reno!" MFS: "OF COURSE YOU ARE! Hey bud, it sounds like there's an echo in your helmet?" The Angry Single Speeder born Reno, Nevada: “You know what sucks about this helmet? When you're walking by and there is this PA system and they're playing this Ass-Ripping Bass and it reverberates through your head and blows out your ear drums. The last thing I looked up on the internet? Uh, youjizz.com!” Editor's Note: That is a pornographic website (NSFW).
Today a great debate raged on Independence Pass while folks waited for the race to come by: Is that a dude up there or is it a rock? Did it move? If it is a person, is that person currently evacuating his bowels? People pointed, strangers talked, shared ideas, binoculars were employed, it was a thing.
The 2013 Independence Pass Photographer vs. Spectacle ratio was 1:50.
Matt Cooke ended Stage 2 of the USA Pro Challenge retaining the KOM Jersey with 26 points.

Due to superior Kia Soul placement, our well-researched Exit Strategy Plan, and Manual for Speed’s tactical reliance on our soon-to-be patented Peloton Fade Technique (PFT), we were the first vehicle to get in line behind the Broom Wagon, nearly at the end of the Caravan and ahead of everyone else including Betsy Schneider. In the beginning things went well, really well. We got to needlessly and recklessly speed on mountain roads amongst Colorado Highway Patrol and nearly capsize our rental Soul on one of the more angular switchbacks. Then the sign picker-upper vehicle (a red Ford pickup with rakes and shit expertly mounted to the cab) came from behind with some other Official riff-raff and got in front of us only to start skid-stopping without warning, a lot. After Cat 5-style accordioning off the back of the Caravan for several miles some vehicle up the road stopped super suddenly and without warning for a Nature Break, and a 37-car high-speed motorcade pile-up was only just narrowly avoided. Aggravating the injustice or maybe in an attempt to mitigate what Emiliano and I were beginning to think of as a colossal inconvenience, for three maybe four minutes all 37 cars and their occupants were essentially forced to watch, trapped & stuck as were, and too bored not to, while some exhbitionist tendency-having director-looking dude in a fake cowboy fumbled with his fly and took a whizz (not the best arc, but not embarrassing either), and lost his fake cowboy hat in a sudden breeze, and then scrambled around in the rocks chasing down his fake cowboy hat, and then realizing right before getting into his car that he needed to zip-up his fly and but at first he couldn’t because the zipper was stuck so he did some more fumbling around with his mom jeans, and then looking up seeing the 37-car traffic jam hanging on his every incompetent move, and then all sheepish and embarrassed as he was, waving to us and smiling and pantomiming like sorry guys when you gotta go you gotta go am I right.

IIIndependence Pass Musical Program & Top Eight Hits

DJ NAKA G (aka Mike Nakagawa, the father of two and an Aspen Native. He enjoys raising his family in a town where the outdoor opportunities abound, yet art, culture and sophisticationremain.) played music from the second-floor of the Red Bull Mobile Party Station stationed between the KOM and the unmarked Beer Bong Van.

IIIHoosier Pass

Between the bottom of the backside of Independence Pass and the town of Frisco just outside Breckenridge, MFS, driving behind Beth and another media sticker-having vehicle and a Marshal Van, averaged 95mph. In Frisco we (just MFS) stopped at a Starbucks to regroup, and at that point we decided to opt-out of the finish and opt-in to Hoosier Pass.

Bryce Trigiani, 18, from Ontario, California—The Inland Empire: “I like to do handstands up here because it’s unique, nobody else is doing handstands right? I also like to stay well rounded, hey, do you want to see me do some slack-lining? I got a set-up over there in the woods.
Ghillie Suit: “Hey do you know that guy up there, the dude sitting on the chair?” No. “I want to photo bomb him, let’s photo bomb him, do you know how to do this, you can’t go over right away, I need time to get through the woods and behind him, let’s do it.” K.
“We call this a Downward Dog Pyramid (DDP). To do it right you’ve got to get low down on your sacrum, your sacrum is your base, it’s your root, it’s the foundation of your being, your sacred bone. One Love. Earth our body, wind our breath, water our blood, and fire our sprit.
Lachlan Morton was first over Hoosier Pass, the move that put him in yellow.
A Typology of the Caravan
Passenger-side view; compiled on the top of Hoosier Pass.
IVHoosier Pass Musical Program & Top Six Hits

DJ Good Steve, who played Independence Pass last year when it didn’t suck, played Hoosier this year in large part, presumably, because Independence Pass this year sucked.

VTwo Bonus Interactions with Team Garmin-Sharp Riders
MFS: "Hey, can we get a picture?" LACHLAN: "Sure." (He's about to leave with his family.) MFS: "Thanks. We're MFS by the way, we document your team. We're tight with Alex." LACHLAN: "Oh yeah, I've seen something about it. Cool."
From: alexander howes
To: daniel

Yo Gangsta Cat,
You in Colorado right Meow? If so spread my love to all those deserving.
Please. Keep living righteous and fast,
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