2015 Tour of California: Stage 03
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2015 Tour of California: Stage 03

Tueday - May 12, 2015 - San Jose

At 9:45 AM in the parking lot of the Berryessa Community Center I met my driver, Alex. After introductions we talked for a few minutes about what I was looking for. I told him I was looking for the bike race. He laughed, but not a lot.

RACE BIBLE
Start
San Jose
Finish
San Jose
Distance
170.1km
KOMs
Mines Rd. (58.2km), San Antonio Valley Rd (101.8km), San Antonio Valley Rd. (112.4km), Mt. Hamilton, (121.6km) Quimby Rd. (140.5km)
Sprints
Livermore 29.1 miles (46.9km)
WEATHER
 but surprisingly windy and chilly!
Starbucks Visited
Three
MFS Team

Emiliano Granado, Daniel Pasley, Kyle von Hoetzendorff.

WiFi Strength

Best Western Casa Grande uses a help desk call center to process all IT issues. They call this service ‘Speedlinks’. The number is 1 877 237 8750 and BW Casa Grande’s code is 05391. They are located in Phoenix, AZ. Not that knowing any of this will help you because the internet at this hotel doesn’t work.

Today's Official Race Jargon

Hammer – To ride hard. Also, to “put the hammer down.”

Today's Vanity Plate Catalog
  1. TasteMV
  2. FTZ*5
  3. Drummrz
Official Amgen TOC Course Description

This will be the race’s tenth consecutive year in San Jose, the only host city to earn that distinction. The start returns to the Berryessa Community Center from which riders will head toward Livermore on a familiar route via Calaveras Road. This is a very narrow and twisty road that makes it easy for a breakaway group to escape out of sight of the peloton. Once the race reaches Livermore, the route turns onto Mines Road. Not only is this another road with scores of opportunities for a break to get clear of the main field, it is also a harbinger of things to come: Mount Hamilton. Yes, the race will head up the “backside” of the 4,216-foot behemoth.

 

Reaching the KOM, the cyclists will face a very steep and technical descent of Mount Hamilton. At the bottom awaits the fifth and final KOM via Quimby Road will truly separate the climbers from the rest of the peloton. Descending back into San Jose, the route will use San Felipe Road to reach Metcalf Road. Many will recall Metcalf Road as part of the 2013 Individual Time Trial. For 2015, the race will come to the same finish at the Motorcycle County Park, but from the other direction. The four miles of Metcalf Road are highlighted by short rolling climbs with a final 0.25-mile climb to the finish featuring gradients over 10%.

Today's Quote
“He is going to need to be abducted by Aliens to lose this race today.”Dave Towle
ITold By Towle

“Hello I’m Dave Towle, and you’re listening to Told By Towle on Stage 03 of the Tour of California.”

“When the world’s most talented cyclists are literally tearing each other apart in the gladiator pit that is professional cycling, Manual for Speed is there to capture the Speed, Humanity and Spectacle of California’s Greatest Race.”

 

Stage 03: “With the riders rested from yesterday’s downhill stage, today the gods crucified the peloton’s spirit on the twisting devilish climbs in the hills surrounding San Jose, and Manual for Speed was taking pics in the thick of the agony all day long. In full moto regalia, including his wild new Death Spray Custom helmet, Daniel danced across the sky on the back of a two wheeled steel stallion, a pitch perfect pixel assassin. Meanwhile Emilano and Kyle blasted hard trap beats while gliding through the rapturous scenery of this amazing stage, stopping for a brief roadside picnic along the way with two timeless French chilluers. It was only fitting that these celebrity bloggers were all together at the finish in order to bare witness as Latvian Tom Skujins road out of his skin and into the history books with a heroic breakaway win that will more than certainly cement his place in the hall of champions.”

IIToday's Report

Last night after the pool party we went to dinner at Thai Spices Restaurant on West Turner Road. The proprietress was loud and overly friendly even after (maybe because of) Emiliano’s failed attempt to dominate her with an aggressive form of friendliness, hallmarks of which are unpredictable tangents, over-sharing and various activity based challenges borrowed from the game Truth or Dare. Maybe that’s why she pointed to the Chinese Zodiac printed on the paper place mat resting on the table in front of me and asked what I was. After I told her I was a Rat she got upset and left. When she came back with our second double order of Spring Rolls—one chicken, one shrimp—she told me she was a Horse, and that Horses and Rats should avoid each other. Before leaving again she elaborated by saying we not good because we compete. When she came back the next time she was carrying a spice caddy which she placed on the table next to my plate. The caddy featured four variations of chile-based condiments; chile oil, garlic chile, something else, and some kind of pickled jalapeno deal which reminded me of escabeche. I love hot foods and chile-based condiments in particular so my immediate reaction was to feel fortunate and empty all four spicy-joy filled ramekins. Later, after dinner, on the way home, we stopped at a Fosters and a Starbucks. Then we worked until about three in the morning.

 

The next morning we woke up four-and-a-half hours later at seven-thirty and packed everything we own first into various bags and then into the back of our fully magnetized whip-sedan. Then we drove to San Jose through a series of red-on-your-phone traffic jams, exiting only once to stop at an off-brand gas station where I managed (admirably and with a modicum of dignity I’d like to think) a volcanic tidal wave of diarrhea in a doorless toilet stall in a public bathroom during morning rush hour. Because it was agreed last night that today I would ride on the back of a photo-moto I was, at that point, concerned first about how this situation would develop throughout the day, a day spent predominantly in the undeveloped Diablo Mountains east of San Jose, and second about how clean I could get my butthole since I was going to be pinned (#nutstobutts) to the back of a motorcycle for six hours of World Class switchbacks under the California sun, in long pants, which even though I told everyone that asked they were kevlar, where in fact merino wool.

“At 9:45 AM in the parking lot of the Berryessa Community Center I met my driver, Alex. After introductions we talked for a few minutes about what I was looking for. I told him I was looking for the bike race. He laughed, but not a lot.”DWP

We did NOT discuss my helmet which was a surprise to me because visually it’s better than every other helmet in the world, and because it’s not every day one sees a Nobel Peace Prize & Academy Award winning helmet. I don’t even care about motorcycles & motorcycle paraphernalia but even I can recognize Glory when I see it. And I’ve only gone swimming in that helmet once. Anyway, sorta secretly I was hoping to talk about my helmet not because it’s Rad but because the only part of a helmet the user/wearer needs to operate, the chin strap, I was unable to operate. In large part because I’m scared of any task requiring “fine” manual dexterity and/or a specific process; like for example threading the end of a strap through a series of metal tabs, or “buckles,” a process which when done correctly safely and effectively secures a helmet to your head, should you fall off the back of a motorcycle. In the end it didn’t matter because I figured it out, I think. I can’t really tell because I can’t see and therefore evaluate my work. However I just remembered taking several selfies today which means I will look when I’m done with this and get back to you. The best part about figuring it out is that I figured it out one-handed. And it only took several hundred failed attempts, which I blame on incessant cornering and braking, and the need to hold onto the handle located just behind and below my seat in an effort not to crush Alex or my camera equipment.

“It’s hard to explain how Fun it is riding on the back of a motorcycle in the mountains on a closed and fully secured road without a speed limit of any kind. Cheered-on by crowds. Escorted by the police. Four hours on end.”DWP

Especially on a Stage like today featuring basically one hundred miles of sinuous rural roads in and out of various valleys and mountain ranges. At one point today, in a particularly tight section on the first downhill on a narrow road in the trees where it was dark, shit felt kinda sketchy. In fact we pulled off the course and stopped for a minute until the Team Cars and few dudes OTB passed us. But generally speaking the whole thing feels like a video game you’re exceptionally good at. And by you I mean your driver. I forgot what kind of bike I was on but I know it’s expensive and universally regarded as a good bike because Alex and I talked about it. One time a few years ago at another Tour of California, I fell asleep on the back of the motorcycle for about five minutes. I woke up when a bee flew into my cheek and stung me just below my right eye. My driver pulled over and removed the stinger with a buck knife.

 

Watching a race unfold from the back of a motorcycle is a lot like watching it on TV only it’s more windy and there’s a chance the dudes you yell at will actually hear you, and/or throw a water bottle at you, or blow snot on you, or throw up peace fingers for your photographs. Otherwise it’s exactly the same. You see the moves. You watch the break come back, or not. You chase the chase while chase chases.

 

We almost didn’t make the finish because we stopped on the backside of Mt. Hamilton to photograph a particularly stunning and shallow corner. The race at that point was completely apart and it was taking forever for the entire field to pass so we just jumped into one of the many breaks between riders. Which technically is not, at least according to race moto etiquette, cool.11Except for the in the bigger one day races like Paris-Roubaix which always turn into catastrophes by the fifth hour of racing. Anyway, the race was over in less than thirty miles and we were at the top of a really big fucking hill. As it was we made it to the finish only three minutes ahead of the winner. Just to be clear, it took us thirty miles of open road on a really fast motorcycle to catch a dude on a bike who passed us what, maybe ten minutes ago.

 

In fact on the way past the eventual winner we got stuck behind him with about 2k to go. The road was tight and turning hard, there was the Comm car, and the TV moto, and a judge car, and the Hincapie Director’s car, and so we had to sit tight for a second. Which is normal. Ten minutes ago we weren’t sure if we’d get through all the riders and the various breaks and the team cars and the whole high-speed fuckshow, but at this point, with 2km to go and only one dude to pass, we knew were going to make it. Meanwhile, we pulled up next to the Hincapie Team Car and waited for the signal to pass. It was too dark to photograph the dude and besides I was still convinced he was going to get caught. They always get caught. We’d just come through the whole mess and the chase didn’t seem that far behind. At this point I noticed the DS pounding the dashboard with his fist, and rocking in his seat, and manic-style grinning through his clenched jaw, and maybe he was about to cry I’m not sure, and that’s when I really started to get the vibe. So I asked him what the gap was. He said it was two minutes and fifty seconds. Which was considerably bigger than both Alex and I had figured. And then I got it. This development fucker22Tom Skujiņš, 23 years of age from Sigulda, Latvia. currently big ringing it over a roller in the late afternoon dappled sunlight was about to have the biggest day of his career. And this DS with his head out the window of his car, looking at me and smiling, then looking ahead at his dude and smiling, then looking around the car at everyone in it and smiling, repeatedly slapping his steering wheel and smiling, still bouncing in his seat and smiling, was also about to have one of the biggest days of his career too. I thought about taking a photograph of this DS dude (who I’ve never met and don’t know) who was again at that moment doing the looking at me and smiling thing, and but for some reason I didn’t.

 

“I don't want to sound like a guy with a ponytail talking about the Kama Sutra, but I just didn’t feel like taking the photo. And I think if I think about it, and ask myself why I didn’t feel like it… my trite-ass and def cliché answer would go something like this: I was in the moment.”DWP
IIIToday's SIRIUS XM/iPhone Playlist
IVTakin' the Temperature
“I was rallying the car down a public street. Full on race mode. Using both sides of the road. Passing fans on the side of the road, way too closely. And for a second I thought that this was amazing. But then I realized that like most amazing things. It was excessive and unneeded. So I slowed down. ”Mike Creed “And then Theo Bos yelled at me because I locked up my wheel once, he DNF’d so that's karma bitch.”Joe Lewis “The nicest bikes at this finish are the civilian’s bikes.”Emiliano Granado “Mickey Schar came up to me and said 'We're going to miss you next year. Every time I see you you're right up at the front with class.' I was beyond flattered.”Ted King “I am going through Poop Menopause, I am having hot flashes and everything.”Daniel Pasley “Yesterday i was the first rider of the entire race back to the hotel! Apart from that, mostly watts, and hurting faces.”Ben King
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“I rode an airplane.”Joe Dombrowski
VChilleur Gods
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Chiller Gods are enlightened beings who completely embody chillerism: every act is a lesson in chilling, every word is chiller gospel. Chiller Gods can take many forms, and because of this elite level chilling personalities are not always easy to find, especially to the unchilled eye. No need to worry, Manual for Speed is well-versed in the ways of the chiller and we remain ever vigilant in our search to discover and engage the greatest chilling minds over our time.

 

It so happens today MFS ran into two Chiller Gods. And not only were chillers of the highest order, they were French, making them, by default, CHILLEUR Gods. We came across Pascal and Serge, two casual bodhisattvas in the midst of a picnic they had set up about a third of the way up Mt. Hamilton. NO ONE ELSE was around. MFS was immediately offered wine, cheese, and bread, of which we dutifully sampled, while the two Chilleur Deities waxed philosophically about the quality of their food, the splendor of the view, and the graceful beauty of the sport. This was done with such perfect nonchalance, each morsel of dialogue delivered such a seemingly careless zest of chiller doctrine, that it was only by mustering all of our will that MFS was able to continue on our way.

 

Like the Lotus-eaters in Homer’s Odyssey, being in the presence of a Chilleur God is highly addictive, and the twin charm of Serge and Pascal doubly so. Yet unlike the consciousness morphine addiction that befell our Greek hero’s crew, Chilleur Gods would never keep you from your own chilling; Serge and Pascal wished us well as we returned to our rig, and though during the very first moments away from them it felt as if a great clouds had just blocked a brilliant warm sun, the highly potent chilling energy exuded by these two will continue to be felt for days, months, years to come.

VISan Jose Start
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San Jose is the top-third safest big city in the U.S and is known as the Capital City of the Silicon Valley.
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Traffic Jam Of Heroes
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If you are into Thai Food and Fixed Gear Thai Life, then Thai Boat in San Luis Obispo is your kinda spot.
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The Winchester Mystery House of San Jose is thought to have 160 rooms, as continual building started after Mrs. Winchester was told by a psychic that she would die if construction on the build stopped.
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Rocking the crowd since 1981, “The Wave” was invented by former San Jose State cheerleader Crazy George Henderson. Side Note: Thanks a lot, George.
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It’s against the law for an unmanned vehicle to travel faster than 60 miles per hour in San Jose.
VIICalaveras Road
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VIIICA 84 - Mines Rd.
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It’s illegal for animals to mate publically if they’re less than 1,500 feet from a church, school, or bar in San Jose.
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According to Zoosk, San Jose is the second worst place for dating in the country, behind only Raleigh, as residents are extremely picky with regards to who they spend time with.
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IXSan Antonio Valley Road
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“Switching to Visual” - A phrase that has been established in the Chrysler 200S to let the digital navigator know that the driver has confirmed visual acquisition of our destination.
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TOC Photo Motos Agree: Stumptown Coffee Cold Brew is #ultrachill #microsponsor
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Thanks dudes!
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The average haircut in San Jose costs $15.
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Lick Observatory is the centerpiece of a multicampus research unit that serves astronomers from all eight UC campuses.
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XMt. Hamilton Descent
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The asteroid 452 Hamiltonia, discovered in 1899, is named after the mountain.
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Mt. Hamilton’s original Spainish name is Sierra de Santa Isabel.
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Koen de Kort displays his best #phillering
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Surf legend Laird Hamilton recently appeared in the infomercial for Golfboard. “Surf the Earth”.
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Alexander Hamilton appears on the ten dollar bill. Hamilton died after Vice President Aaron Burr slayed him in a duel.
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XISan Jose Finish
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Dustin Diamond aka Screech, from “Saved by the Bell,” is a San Josean.
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San Jose is thought to be California’s oldest settlement, founded in 1777 as a farming community.
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Thanks Alex! #motochillin
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Sup Brian.
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Supermodels.
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Amgen Tour of California Tour Bus
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Joey Chestnut of San Jose is the fastest hot-dog eater around, able to crush 69 bunned wieners in 10 minutes, that translates to one dog every 8.7 seconds.
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XIIYO! MFS Cribz: MFS Casa Grande

If there is one word that captures the feeling one has when first laying eyes on room 301 in the Best Western Casa Grande, it is Palatial. One must assume that this room was built to house POTUS & FLOTUS, and a tall and demanding POTUS & FLOTUS to boot. I mean a stuffed leather couch in a motel?, that is just perfect for FREE late night Home Box Office! If that doesn’t say designed to be chilled on by the leader of the free world, then I don’t know what does. How about a highly stylized wrought iron partition? While the true sophistication of this beautiful piece might go over the head of most, there’s no denying the beauty of its design and placement. And the list of World Leader-level amenities goes on and on! The room has a built-in stove top, built-in tissue holder, even the shower has a built-in bench. It’s like whoever designed this room crawled into the President’s (which President doesn’t really matter because this is the kind of room any President would demand) mind and had a sit down meeting with the President’s fantasies. Desk? Check. Mini Fridge? Check. Two beds? Check. Twin Sinks? Check. Waste Bins? Check. Electrical Sockets, Carpet, Coat Hangers, Towels, Lights? Check. Check. Check. Check. Check. Accommodations do not get any better than this! The only thing missing is reliable WiFi. But what kind of President would need that?

Wednesday Morning Addendum: After a weary night caused by internet worries I went to the lobby to suss out the promised discount regarding our rooms complete lack of functional internet. This is where it gets good. Turns out that if you go into the lobby at the Best Western Casa Grande and let the desk jockey know that hey you are here to figure out the promised discount for your room because a. you booked the hotel with the understanding that there would be WiFi in your room. b. that you were never informed that this could be an issue due to motel occupancy. c. if there is an issue you, the hotel guest, not the hotel is responsible for calling, waiting on hold, and conversing with a call center in another part of the world d. you will understand that the call center you just called can do nothing to help you, if you tell them all that, the front desk jockey will only offer you a $20 discount and argue with logic so skewed and lacking any reason so robustly that you will have to call him out mid bullshit, you will have to tell him, “Hey you just said you weren’t here last night and didn’t know that we could have had our room changed, yet you are soooo sure that I am lying about internet dysfunction. If you would have been the one to call your call center then you would have understood that there were indeed issues, but since you lay this on the guest, since I had to do tech work Pro Bono, you have no idea.” So this is where you draw the line, you will say, “Hey, if the internet worked in my room I wouldn’t have to be down here, just after waking up, talking to you Mr. Golden Brows. I wouldn’t have had to stay up late on the phone with a call center trying to sort out your hotel’s equipment issues, I wouldn’t have to get up early to go to a coffee shop so that I can do the work that I expected be able to do at this hotel, and I wouldn’t have to sit here being called a liar.” After all is said and done Mr. Golden Brows offered me another $5 off, bringing our total discount to $25. $25 off for no internet and an attack on my/our personal integrity? On second thought the Best Western Casa Grande is not very presidential at all.

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