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2012 Hard COEre 100

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There are only a few weeks left now before the 2012 edition of the Hard COEre 100 (aka Coe 100): ride one big 100 mile loop in Henry Coe, with 20,000 ft of climbing (as per Garmin Edge readout); 'undie hundie' format, meaning it is entirely unsupported and not an organized race, though it features a group start (last year about a dozen showed up - three completed the 100 miles) and most tend to tackle it in small groups or using the 'buddy system'. Time and date: October 6, 2012, 7am (rolling), off the Hunting Hollow parking lot at the south entrance of the park. Route and many more details here. It is now listed under the Southwest Endurance Series (check out the site for the general philosophy behind these rides and similar events).


It is not for everyone, but if you've done supported 100 milers or 24 hour events in the past, have done bikepacking races or are considering doing them, it could be. Knowing how to use a map + GPS (or knowledge of the park) and proper night ride gear / lights are highly recommended.

Last year some of us aimed higher but TahoeBC assured us nobody can climb 29k vertical feet in Coe. Not sure if anyone will prove him wrong this time around, but the Everest challenge is still out there, for those who would feel called upon.

A novelty this time is a metric route (100 km, or ~63 miles, with ~14,000 ft of climbing), which largely coincides with the 100 mile route. This is still a brutal test for any rider, and could probably be ridden by strong riders without or with minimal lights.
Note that on the same day the Tarantulafest BBQ takes place at Coe Headquarters (at ~mile 36 on the 100 mile route), which is an excellent opportunity to refuel (food is for sale between noon and 2pm - first come first serve).

Endless bragging rights will be your share if you complete this route; some links and reading material below to get 'in the mood'... please reply to this thread or send email using the address listed on the Coe 100 site if you're thinking of joining in the fun (metric, 100 miler or Everest). Besides the usual suspects, we expect to see some special guest appearances, and I also believe none other than Mr. Porkstacker will be lining up. Looking forward to it!

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I was volunteering at T-Fest and saw a good number of riders come through. Chris and I were selling the meal tickets, and sold meals to the riders. C-dog was with us too.

After T-Fest we did the Middle Ridge Loop again and got back just as it was dark. A cool night ahead.

At the top of Lost Spring we found the 2 Google riders. From HQ I think they bailed down Poverty Flat Rd and took Creekside and Narrows hike-a-bike to Los Cruzeros. Then they took Mahoney Rd (not the preferred route, Lost Spring). Holy!

We also caught up with Diskus on Lost Spring. Diskus rode out to the bottom of Bear Mtn and saw a bunch of the riders go by out there.

Tommy made it home. Got text and email from him.
quick update

Happy to report that we had seven 100 mile finishers (Brian L, Sean A, LP, mudncrud, ratpick, plymmer and yours truly), and two 100k finishers (mudworm and Skyline35) - congrats to all, and special kudos to mudworm for making that awesome 'finishers' noodle soup and to Skyline35 for knocking out an enormous ride after all his mechanical troubles.

Brian put down a blistering pace, finishing in 15 hours and change, demolishing the course record, about 45 min to an hour ahead of Sean (more later, when the GPS units have spit out their data).

Reading through the other posts, it seems everyone is accounted for and made it safely back out of Coe. It was a great day out there.
Well done! Congratulations to all finishers.

Congrats to all!, Thats a successful journey!. Glad I was able to meet a good number of you at my post at the base of Bear Mountain. All looked strong

15 Hours! OMG he probably rode by me so fast I didnt see him!!!!

Looking forward to the full reports
Amazing... congrats to all the finishers. That is a seriously crazy-long ride.
Pictures first. Text comes later.

All photos are linked to the album, which includes a few more that are not posted.

Some of the starters:

2012 Finishers. Not great quality, but at least the moment was documented.

Skyline35 after 100km.


Sean Allen

The remaining five rolled in close together since they stuck together after Dowdy.



From left: mudncrud, plymmer, Leopold Porkstacker

And yours truly on the other side of the camera (100km).
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Brian put down a blistering pace, finishing in 15 hours and change, demolishing the course record, about 45 min to an hour ahead of Sean (more later, when the GPS units have spit out their data).
Something's just not right with that guy. :skep::eek:ut: He's a mutant freak, plain and simple!
That was the most grueling self-inflicted painfest I've ever experienced. Next time around I think I shall do it on the fatbike though, more relaxed cruising geometry, smoother ride, and greater cornering/downhill confidence on loose/steep terrain. My 29er had some pretty worn out/crappy tires, and coupled with the short stem and super-wide-ass handlebars it was quite a delicate balancing act trying keep the front end on the ground on the steeper climbs, and going down those loose singletrack sections felt like a drunk guy in a rally car. The finest hours of the ride I think were between 7:00PM - 2:00AM or so, as the temperatures were just about perfect. Garmin battery died at roughly the 18,000 footie mark, so I decided to use my iPhone for the remaining few footies. I had a great time riding with you all, it helped numb the pain and insanity.

Strava does a good job painting a picture of the pain I experienced:
Was good meeting everyone. El Hombre, impressive route you put together. After taking a nap and eating a bit do not feel to bad with the exception of my butt. Was so incredible to ride and meet such a crew. Everyone had such a great attitude, I guess that is what it takes to finish something like this.

@Patrick if my headset fell apart before the ride like that I would have died.

@LP quite the first ride at Coe.

@Sean Allen Your first ride a Coe as well, dam!

@Brian, Holy smokes.

@Mudworm Special kudos for crushing the 100k then staying up and heating up Noodle Soup and hot water for everyone.
Big day, fun day, long day&#8230;

I don't believe I finished the 100km route. Whew! I have been veg'ing all day today. Here are some photos and a time line of my day:

6:43am - I started a bit early so I could get into my own groove for pace, navigation, and breaks plus a little more time in cool temps. I rode solo most of the day but you'll see I crossed paths with many others.

7:13am - Lyman Willson Ridge Trail - sunrise:

7:31am - What It Was Like Out There™ &#8230;the freshly bull-dozed, steep, loose Steer Ridge Road. Ugly going.

7:52am - Alright, some good trail news, the fallen tree at Anza & Grapevine trails is gone:

9:02am - Coit Road - Sean Allen has erased my 40 minute head start. He slowed up and rode with me for a couple minutes then he turned off at Coit Spring Road where the routes diverge.

9:33am - Food break at Mahoney Meadows (Mahoney Meadows Road/China Hole Trail/Lost Spring Trail intersection). I'm nearly done and mudworm appears.This means she has chosen the 100km option. She gives me a quick briefing on what's going on back in the group and is off. A couple minutes later I'm going too but&#8230;

9:55am - China Hole Trail - Sigh, the cable always breaks at the pinch clamp on these derailleurs:

Certain my day is done, demoralized I turn back to the car.

The next rider along is Paul B aka SecretSquirrel (not in the event, just out riding around Coe). "You want a cable?-'cause I got a spare cable. Here you go..." I took it and Paul rode off.

"Hey, no photos"....Paul B:

JL and Bob came by too:

I wasn't in the mood to mess with this but, you know, I took the cable and I guess I have to try. It was a hassle getting the old frayed cable out, and it took about 100 tries to thread the new cable through the dual-control lever. There was no way to cut the extra cable length so I duct taped it to the chain stay:

Amazingly, it worked better than before and I didn't even have to touch the adjuster barrel all day.

Alright, back on track. It did take me a half hour to, as a football announcer would say, "get my head back into the game". I had lost an hour and figured completing the route was now out of the question. The long climb up to Park HQ is a good test of the repair and cleared out negative thoughts.

12:10pm - Park HQ - I knew that with the Tarantula Festival at HQ, it would be chaotic. My plan is to get in, snap a few pics, get water, and get out as quickly as possible. What it was like there:


Sorcerer and his wife Chris working the ticket sales table:

Sean Allen was out of water:

I grab a couple liters of water and limit my time at HQ to 17 minutes. I didn't eat there, I prefer to eat at the top of a hill and went to the top of Middle Ridge Trail for a food break.

1:11pm - Hobbs Road & Middle Ridge Trail - Ha it looks like Waiters on Wheels is bringing me something :):

No, it's Brian (2011 LKHC champion). Wondering if he should turn today's event into a race, he asked "How far ahead is Sean?". I told him I'd last seen Sean at the water fountain. Brian gave me some words of encouragement and rode off "Hmmm, I'll see if I can catch him." Afterwards, Brian said he did so at the top of Bear Mountain.

Just as I leave this spot, Bob rides up and says JL and him will bail at the bottom of Middle Ridge.

The Middle Ridge descent is, as always, fun though very dry right now. Even drier is Poverty Flat Road. I took this photo of it a couple weeks ago:

I push my bike up about half of this. That conserves the pedaling muscles and is a warm up for what may come next&#8230;

2:28pm - Coyote Creek streambed, Narrows Trail, What It Was Like Out There™:

2:47pm - Bear Mountain Road, decision time&#8230;do I go up that? Or turn back???

I consume some easily digestible food for the climb:

2:53pm - An awesome surprise, diskus rides up and give moral support:

3:21pm - I stop hesitating and begin walking uphill.

3:27pm - I hear voices, turn, and see at the bottom, another rider with Mike:

4:02pm - it's mudncrud:

We exchange information on who is ahead and who is behind. I'm really curious about the ElHombre/plymmer/ratpick/LP group. I fully expected them to have caught me by then. He said they were still back there. mudncrud eased ahead of me and disappeared into the distance. He was the last person I saw until the finish.

4:29pm - top of Bear Mountain. That took 1:06. I snap this photo of the Survey marker as proof, I guess, that I had got there:

&#8230;and one of the surrounding landscape:

Looking back, the peak isn't too impressive from this angle:

4:46pm - My first view of Mississippi Lake:

The route has us going CCW around the lake. There is a lot of bushwacking on the eastern shore. I'm happy that I do this and upper Heritage while the sun is still up. It looks like I will get to Pacheco Camp for my second water stop before sundown.

6:18pm - Pacheco Camp, 23 minute stop, filter water, eat a little.

6:41pm - Sunset.

7:28pm - Wagon Road the handle bar light had been okay up to now but it's time to put the MagicShine on the helmet. This is a long fireroad section and is very easy to ride in the dark. Temperatures are dropping and I feel invigorated, the last big Wagon Road climb up Phegley Ridge isn't too bad.

9:05pm - Phegley Ridge Trail, one last bit of single track. I take a little tumble when my front tire catches a pothole in a switchback and knifes under.

9:19pm - Finish!

So awesome, mudworm and Janet cheer me across the finish line. It's cold but I'm so wound-up from riding that I am comfortable wearing just a jersey. Once that wears off, it's cold! mudworm has heated up a can of soup for me and it's wonderful. She has a stove and light set up on the picnic table in the middle of the Hunting Hollow parking lot. I hang out and see Brian and Sean finish but as 1am approaches, we realize that likely it will be 4am before the other finish so I drive off. Long day!

Lots of fun seeing everyone, thanks to Paul B and mudworm, ElHombre, great event! Big efforts by everyone who finished.


Start from at Hunting Hollow » Hunting Hollow Road » Lyman Willson Ridge Trail » Bowl Trail » Willson Camp » Steer Ridge Road » Spike Jones Trail » Timm Trail » Coit Road » Anza Trail » Grapevine Road » Coit Road » Mahoney Meadows Road » China Hole Trail » Manzanita Point Road » Park HQ for water » Manzanita Point Road » Flat Frog Trail » Hobbs Road » Middle Ridge Trail » Poverty Flats Road » Shafer Corral Trail » Narrows Trail » Bear Mountain Road » County Line Road » Mississippi Lake Trail » Willow Ridge Road » Pacheco Ridge Road » Heritage Trail » Pacheco Creek Trail » Pacheco Camp (water stop) » Coit Road » Live Oak Spring Trail » Wagon Road » Wasno Road » Tule Pond Trail » Grizzly Gulch Road » Wagon Road » Phegley Ridge Road » Phegley Ridge Trail » Hunting Hollow Road » Hunting Hollow parking lot. 64.83 miles / 10:46 moving time / 14:36 total time


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The Most of Awesome Coe Rides Ever!

Congratulations to you all!
Chris say's "Awesome too!"

Brian really set a high mark for the ages. I heard he had only over little more than an hour of non-rolling time. It's an incredible pace.

Coe is big. The riders are too!
Nice pictures, Charlie.
Hard Beating At Coe Saturday

The morning started at 4:45 AM. I wanted to be early enough because I was brining maps for those that might need them. I get to the Hunting Hollow parking lot at close to 7am and see several of the riders I have nearly died with on long and amazing rides, namely Patrick & Dirk. Mei and Erik were there and LP, who I hadn't yet met (he bought one of the maps) and Brian Lucido and Janet Wagner. Brian assured us that he would be riding with us and he did for a bit of time but there is something about him that has to dart ahead an become some superhuman phenomenon.

I get my stuff together, food for a day, snacks, bars, hammer perpetuum, water, clothing for the possible coldness of the night and various tools and spare parts. My camel back is scary heavy. Considering that I will be living in the park for 20 odd hours it is understandable.

Finally after the preparations, we are off. As usual, everyone is waiting for me and that is pointed out to me. I saddle up and soon we are on our way towards our 1st climb, Lyman Willson Ridge Trail. Steep climb and this warms everyone up quickly. A large group this year. I see some new people but don't really get a chance to talk with them. Up we climb and soon we are at the intersection of Steer Ridge Road and Spike Jones Trail, the single track downhill reward for the tough climb. I start off tentative but soon get into the glory of the 1st single track. Soon we are nearing the end and my front tire slips on the loose dirt and I am sliding. Somehow I end up going over the bars in slow motion. I feel something hit my ribs as I hit and shrug it off. In my subconscious I think of rib injury. That thought makes it's way out and soon I realize that I have indeed bruised my ribs. I continue on and decide to keep it too myself. Gut it out.

Down again to Coit Road. From there we ride up Anza Trail. A bit of a climb but Jackson Trail is skipped out and the fun downhill of Anza is enjoyed by all. Coit Road again and then up Coit Spring Trail. I lag behind a bit and start a conversation with Brett Kelly aka: Leopold Porkstacker that lasted the rest of the day. Performance Volvos, his training of his kids on mountain bike (they are ridiculously young for MTB), more car conversations, and his exploits in bike racing among a galaxy of other subjects. Good to meet yet another like minded individual again on a bike ride. We were the ones that stayed behind at a slower pace throughout this ride.

The climb leads us to Cross Canyon Trail and Coit Road. There we take a brief break and soon we are zooming down Cross Canyon Trail, another fun single track. At the bottom, I see Patrick and Dirk looking for something and Dirk mentions that he lost a light last year. It is black and therefore as lost as my watch on Mudd Spring Trail. It could be anywhere. We ride on trying to stay on the bike on the technical bottom of Cross Canyon Trail. A ride through and soon we are at the Cross Canyon Wall. I attempt it but it is so slippery and loose that a clean is not possible. Plus, have to save the energy. I do point out to all in earshot that I did clean this wall once. On the list along with me are Mike Plimier, Chris Kangas, and Paul Nam.

Soon we are taking a break at Cross Canyon and Willow Ridge Road. Another brief break (the pace was fast and breaks were short at this point) and we are off again. Willow Ridge. I see two riders looking at a map at Coit Dam Trail and Willow Ridge Road and after asking where we are decide to ride with me and LP. We take a right at White Tank Spring Trail the veer left on the landing strip, Hoover Lake Trail. I point out that they used to land planes there and the giant tubular X's mark the area so that planes know where to aim. Planes have landed a few times since and rangers are ready to ticket them.

Hoover Lake Trail soon turns to single track and winds around and down to the lake. Question came up of getting water there and I pointed out that the lake was full of scum. It is even worse now. We ride on and soon are on Willow Ridge Road again. We ride on and the hills are not hurting me yet. They are pretty mellow and soon we are darting down Willow Ridge Trail. More fun single track downhill.

At the bottom, we regroup and we ride the Narrows Trail and soon are at Los Cruzeros. I manage to be the only one to clean the Mahoney Wall and then, when the others catch up, I lead them on the Lost Spring Trail and clean that. I arrive at the top and see Eric, Patrick and Dirk. Eric (one of the night riders and one of the 2 Eric(K)'s on this ride). The others catch up but I decide to ride ahead in Dirk's group. China Hole Trail is another fun single track. Soon we are in China Hole. Very dry there. Patrick has an idea of putting all the skipping rocks where they are accessible when the water fills. No time. We ride on and soon we are breaking at Manzanita Point bench. A quick bite and then move on. Our thoughts are on the Tarantula Festival and the food that can be had there. Closer and closer we get, Eric and I are riding together and we get to the parking lot at the park headquarters. Music, and a lot of people. A great and successful event. We get food, buying food tickets from Paul Nam and Chris Voci-Nam as they are volunteering there and talk to them for a while. Later they did a Middle Ridge ride. The food is good, I see people I know from the park and I buy ice cold water at the drink stand.

Our longest break so far. Dirk and Patrick were ready to go so we rode off, me, Dirk, Patrick and Brett. Off to Middle Ridge Trail then Bear Mountain. Ahead of us were Sean and Brian. Brian took off after Sean wanting the win. I would never bet against Brian. Dirk and Patrick were ahead and LP and I bringing up the rear. We ambled up to the Middle Ridge Trail head to see Dirk and Patrick waiting for us. Patrick had what looked like everything out of his camel back and was in repair mode. Tubeless. Soon we were off again. Middle Ridge is a fun trail and now that Paul Nam has cleared all the trees it is regaining its awesome flow. LP had problems the whole way as he had to adjust for poor tire grip. Something like riding on ice he said.

Then it was Poverty Flat Road. Pretty grippy at this point and cleaning was done by all. We catch up to Dirk and Patrick taking a break at Jack Ass Trail. At this point it would've been a true pain going up that way. I was glad the route was reasonable. I suppose 100 miles and the worst climbs of Coe might be in the cards in the future but that would be even more insane. The ride to Shafer Corral Trail was fun but uneventful. We rode the Narrows Trail and then Bear Mountain. Nearing Bear Mountain we see Mike (Diskus) and talk with him a while. He had rode to the base of Bear Mountain and greeted several of the riders. We arrived last so he soon went back. Very good to see a familiar face!

Bear Mountain was grueling as usual. I usually can clean most of it but that wasn't happening today. Legs not fresh anymore after 10K of vertical. It had to be done but I did put in an effort to clean some hills. Like most of the ride it was Dirk and Patrick and farther back, LP and I as we had a constant conversation going. It was good to take the mind off of the pain.

At the top of Bear Mountain, we see Dirk and Patrick. Time for a sandwich. Good to eat often and I probably could have eaten more but somehow didn't. It seems every time I started (an effort to get anything out of the camel back with so much in there) it was time to go. I had to wolf down food rather than casually eat it. I totally understood. It isn't good to break too long and that break at headquarters should have been shorter as it was difficult to start up again.

Down Bear Mountain to Mississippi Lake Trail. My derrailuer was stuck in the small gear in front having a rock in it. I get to Mississippi Lake with the dying light and Dirk helps me to extricate the small rock as I cannot seem to find it. I decide I can make it to Pacheco Camp and don't filter water. We take off again and get to Pacheco Ridge Road then a right on Heritage Trail. This trail is in good shape thanks to a tree cutting effort earlier and another more recent tree clearing by Charlie. We almost ride all of it and only have problems at the end where it connects with Pacheco Creek Trail. It is a fun downhill with the usual brush scraping your arms and legs while you carefully navigate trying to stay on your bike.

Pacheco Creek Trail goes pretty quick as it seems downhill. It is very bumpy and my ribs on my right side cry out in pain. I am very glad to get to Pacheco Camp and give my side a rest. The temptation to tell the others of my pain is great to acquire a bit of sympathy but I really don't want to whine. We get to Pacheco Camp with still enough light to filter water and eat and discuss the ride and joke around. It is a great group with the edition of the surprisingly strong LP. It is his first ride in Coe. I suppose you might as well see all of it at once. Sort of a tour of Coe. We were happy to be his tour guides.

We take off and soon we are flying down Phoneline Trail. I am riding tentative as I don't want another crash and it is dark. Less bumpy so I feel better. We get lost a bit at the end but Patrick leads us out to Coit Road again. From there we ride down and then up Coit Road to County Line Road. Temperatures are fairly warm and I decide to take off my jacket at County Line Road since I am sweating. Not near as depressing as last year when we rode out of Pacheco Camp. I suppose we know what to expect now.

Turkey Pond Trail is fun but sketchy in the dark. Very steep in sections so I take it easy. LP and I are both taking it easy on the steep stuff so I don't feel as weak. Kind of hanging together, checking each other. Good. LP is in front and soon takes a wrong turn. I lead us out as I have a pretty good idea of this trail even in the dark. From there we hit County Line Road again, crossing Kaiser Aetna Road (we know we will be feeling that pain soon enough).

We ride up County Line Road, not too bad, it goes quickly. We get to the trail head of Dutch's Trail, have a brief break and then start up it. I am in back and have problems getting started. The wire on my light is hanging out and wrapping around things on my bike and getting frustrating. Fatigue creates anger as this is the toughest section to Wagon Road. I manage to get going. I am not cleaning hills at this point. I am beat. I hurt. I do manage to continue on and even though at the rear and slow, I persevere. I am afraid of the steep hills in the dark but do well and find it not as bad as Turkey Pond Trail. We get to the creek crossing and soon are going up. I try and ride as much as I can but the legs are a bit noodle. Luckily I know this trail well. No chance of getting lost. It can be a bit mysterious for those without the experience but I've been here so often that I recognize and anticipate every section.

Soon I arrive at Yellowjacket Pond. The others are waiting. I start hiking my bike up knowing I can normally clean this but know my state and don't push it. LP does the same. Patrick and Dirk try to ride but are soon hiking their bikes. That makes me feel a little better about myself. We ride to the North Fork Trail without incident and the technical trail is too much. I ride as much as I can but ease up and roll with my feet balancing me. Must stay on bike. No crashes.

Ah, now we get Kaiser Aetna Road. Up, up an more up. Demoralizing. I am in pain and want to stop and rest forever. Near the allusive end I cry out! Really, really tough. And I know that Burra Burra Trail and Center Flats Road will be the 2-3 punch quickly afterwards. I manage to get to the top and park the bike. It has gotten cold so an extended break is out of the question. We fill with water, empty our human bladders in real toilets, and and eat. We see that Erik is there. He has had a difficult time with getting lost and going in circles for a while. All alone in the dark. He is having what seems like a private conversation with Patrick. He seems delirious and a bit deranged but maybe that was just my twisted mind. Such a strong rider he falls in line with us and stays in with the lead group. I am the one behind. Still, I am carrying on. Not sure how much my ribs are affecting me but I suppose I can use that as an excuse.

We leave Dowdy and head up Kaiser Aetna Road to Burra Burra Trail. I sweep and struggle up the hills. Very tough going. I catch up to the group at Center Flats Road. Last year I had problems with falling asleep at this point. I took 4 espresso balls at Kaiser Aetna road and am feeling ok. Later I take more and soon have taken 16. This and the Hammer Perpetuem have served me well. Soon we are at Wagon Road. I am slowly feeling better.

We take that right on Coit Road (so close to getting to the car, but the route says no) and then down Live Oak Spring Trail. Tough going as it has been graded like so many other fire roads to different degrees of success. No success here. Loose dirt, rocks and scary at night. But all things come to and end and we get back to Coit Road and climb to Coit Dam Trail, the top of the climb. I race down to Coit and Wagon Roads. I had forgotten that Kelly Lake Trail was in the route. We got to Crest Trail soon enough and it was a long and slow climb to Kelly Lake Trail. From there a wild downhill night ride to Kelly Lake. We ride Crest Road. Very heinous for me. All things come to and end though and soon we were all zooming down Kelly Lake Trail. I was scared but took it easy and it was fun. At Kelly Lake it was quite cold. Patrick and Erik had to filter water, I opted out. I felt I had enough water and didn't bother to check. These later hours I wasn't that thirsty anyway. I would have filled at Dowdy Ranch but the water is horrible. Seemed we waited a long time and it was cold. Dirk and I decided to ride on. Soon Patrick caught up (Dirk was already way beyond me) and we all three took a break near Wasno Road. I shut the eyes for the first time and lied down. It felt so good. Later Eric and Brett (LP) show up. There was mechanical issues. We were a bit frightened that they might have gone the wrong way and someone would have to go back. Luckily (unimaginable situation) they showed up.

Wasno Road to Dexter Trail. Fun downhill and even more fun was Grizzly Gulch Trail. I was feeling pretty good and was not sweeping. I was keeping up and staying ahead of Erik and riding well. Near the end with the grading I fell back. We took a break at Wagon Road then moved on to our next challenge Vasquez Road.

I felt it would be a crapshoot on the condition of Vasquez Road. I could see that they graded it and riding down it we found it quite good. I've ridden Vasquez at this beginning section and found it scary and with deep ruts and crevices. Not the case now. We knew what was coming though. More hills. A combination of walking and riding got us to Long Dam Road. Long Dam was pretty followable and we came out to Wagon Road again fairly quickly.

Wagon Road. Downhill for a bit. At the downhill bit Brett goes over the bars. I am right beside him and see it all. I ask the inevitable question, "Are you alright" and he says he is. Fitting that I should see his crash in great detail as he was there for mine mentioning that it was quite graceful. It was at that point I let him know about jamming the handlebar into my ribs on the way down and bruising my ribs. And then the longest climb. It seemed not to end. Brett and I hung together alternating hiking and riding. The conversations helped as before and soon we saw the others at the top and it was a good feeling.

Down Wagon Road with only a brief climb then all downhill. Finally that phrase that Dirk kept repeating was true! A fast ride to the bottom. With Dirk and Erik at the bottom we see Brett floating down the hill. Such a floaty feeling to see a light drifting down the hill. Patrick had taken off past the gate at Hunting Hollow to get more feet. He was a bit shy and wanting all showing on his gps unit.

The ride took awhile but it was flat. We rode and rode. We passed Redfern Pond Trail. We past a fence that never ended on the left telling me not close to Lyman Willson Trail head yet. We rode and rode. Anticipation was huge. We had done it. This was the last bit. It seemed to get colder and colder. Finally the Lyman Willson sign comes into view. Finally the end is near. Finally we see the Jim Donnelly Trail sign is in view. Finally we see the gate to the parking lot. Finally we are finished. In the lot we see Mei who takes a picture of us. I stop and turn my head. Fatigue. But complete. I didn't think I could do it while I was wailing away in anguish 3/4 of the way up Kaiser Aetna Road. That section killed me. But here I was. Tired. Brian and Janet are there to welcome us too. Brian has done something well beyond super human. It is hard to believe such a person exists. Me, I'm just stubborn. And, maybe a bit stupid. But I'm here.

Mei treats us to chicken soup, good for what ails us. Something warm was soooo goooood! Thanks Mei. Very good talking and joking around at the picnic bench. Thank you so much for waiting for us Mei, Brian and Janet. Very cool of you.

I pull myself away wanting to warm up and go home and sleep. All the way home I am slapping myself to stay awake. All the way home. Soon I am home. I pull into the driveway and go in the house not even bothering to take any of the many items out of the truck. I change and sleep, dirty and in pain. The rib pain is strong but it will not keep me awake.

I still cannot believe I did this again. Wow. Three for three.

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*Off-Topic*ProWrenchTip for ya here, 2cm section of heat shrink tubing put over the cable and shrunk down so only 1-2mm sticks past the inside edge of the pinch-bolt plate will help spread the stress from the cable delfection. Literally, as a reference using your picture here, where you see just the one strand left and where the 2nd strand remains you go just a smidge past the end of the second strand.Try to not use any cable housing sheath like some have tried, it makes the issue worse.

~LMK (Shoot me a PM) if you want me to show you what I mean in person, I'll be in SanJose most evenings this week until 5pm. I want a Lambic Beer as payment for sharing this.


9:55am - China Hole Trail. Sigh, the cable always breaks at the pinch clamp on these derailleurs:

Certain my day is done, demoralized I turn back the car...
it was quite a delicate balancing act trying keep the front end on the ground on the steeper climbs, and going down those loose singletrack sections felt like a drunk guy in a rally car.
Great ride! And the quote above is exactly how I feel on my hardtail.
Thanks for the ride report, Roy. I can't believe you've done this 3 years in a row. Maybe it's like child birth (according to my wife): you forget the pain and only remember the joy at the end. I hope your ribs are feeling better now.
El Tri

Thanks for the ride report, Roy. I can't believe you've done this 3 years in a row. Maybe it's like child birth (according to wife): you forget the pain and only remember the joy at the end. I hope your ribs are feeling better now.
Thanks JL. I can't really explain it either. Maybe I think it is an obligation or maybe it keeps me young. Perhaps it is stubbornness. I don't really think I like the pain. Maybe just the accomplishment.

Ribs. You know ribs. You just have to wait it out while sleep is disrupted and you happen to cough or move in the wrong way. Ribs. What do you do with them? Thanks for the kind thoughts.


What a fantastic event - I always remember that this is the hardest ride I do every year but I forget just how hard it is. Finishing for the 3rd time feels just as big an accomplishment as the first time!

As documented above, I had a problem with my bike while checking it over the night before - the headset had frozen up. I pulled the steerer tube out and WD-40 got the upper bearing moving but then it came unstuck and the bearings spread all over the garage floor. I thought I was done. My dear wife went over the floor and found all but 2 of the bearings while I tried alternatives. Somehow I got the bike back together in working condition (steering much improved although it would occasionally creak ominously during the day).

The downside was I lost sleep, getting to bed after midnight leaving me with only 4 hours of sleep, and that restless with nervous excitement for the ride. I paid for it late in the ride but at least I was there!

Huge kudos and thanks to ElHombre for his tireless work in organizing this ride, providing all the detailed routes, and single-handedly keeping the event on the calendar and growing. After this year's big turnout I can't wait to see how many turn up next year to test themselves!

Skyline35 and mudworm broke the starting rules :) and took off before the main group. But we had a large group start together, most attempting the full 100 miles.

It was very, very cold in Hunting Hollow (my Garmin showed 35°) so it was very welcome when the temperatures quickly climbed as we ascended Lyman-Willson Trail. Brian was already showing his strength, starting at the back and passing everyone on the way up; I wondered how he was going to contain himself to ride with us at our much slower endurance pace (and, of course, he wasn't able to, going on to set an unreachable course record).

Most of the pack started up Steer Ridge Rd together but quickly splintered into several groups. The day was looking to be quite spectacular for a big ride!

We regrouped near the summit of Steer Ridge Trail - this was the last I saw of MudnCrud until very late in the ride,. aside from a very quick meeting at the bottom of Spike Jones Trail, who took off at a fast solo pace.

I nearly missed the turn up Anza, forgetting about that fun little detour in the route. Here ElHombre leads Brian up Anza.

A few of us managed to clean the Cross Canyon climb out of Coit Springs - that made me feel good and set a nice tone for climbing for the rest of the day.

This was my final view of Brian as he disappeared over the ridge ahead on Cross Canyon - his incredible time was even more amazing considering he spent the first few hours hanging back with us!

The Cross Canyon Wall looks so enticing with the work plymmer and others have done to create a clean line on the lower half, but it's just too much for heavily laden riders and we all push.

After the top of Cross Canyon Trail, ElHombre and I rode for a while with Eric, hoping that plymmer was hanging with the Google guys to make sure they didn't get lost

We've had every type of weather at Los Cruzeros for this event - today was a perfect 71°, making perfect conditions for the Mahoney Wall and Lost Spring Trail climbs. I was able to clean the Wall with very little pain which was very pleasing this late into the ride.

I had an enjoyable descent down to China Hole, cleaning the final rocky descent thankfully because I had my drop seatpost. China Hole still had a bit of water.

I chased down ElHombre on the climb out of China Hole so I could do the climb with him. There was a very nice breeze making it much more comfortable than usual. I really like the Manzanita grove on this trail

On the climb up towards HQ, I tried to recreate the "cover photo" I took for last year's Coe 100. I really like that photo. This is, perhaps, more representative of this year's Coe 100, with more color and less heat.

The whole way up to HQ I was really enjoying the colors all around - the normally brown and dull grass was a vibrant gold and the clouds in the sky just made everything picture perfect.

Last year we had spent 50 mins at HQ for lunch and had originally planned to cut this down in the 2012 running. We failed miserably, staying even longer this year. But with a larger group, we were enjoying ourselves so didn't feel the need to rush at this point.

Porkstacker had been riding very strong all day and while the rest of us tried to minimize our intake of solid food to just enough to keep the hunger away, he got a double order! I was impressed! I can ride pretty well with solid food but this was a whole new level!

We took a while to get our stuff together and get moving again. I had set my Garmin on a USB charger to hopefully ensure it made it thought the night but unfortunately, it caused it to stop properly recording (without giving any indication of a problem) until quite late in the ride. Garmin sucks. I pasted ElHombre's track into the missing segment of mine since we rode pretty close together for most of that section.

The two Google riders decided at this point to forgo the joys of a long night ride and made plans for a Middle Ridge descent then straight back to Hunting Hollow.

While descending from HQ, my front brake made the unmistakable metal-on-metal sound. These things always happen right after I've had the opportunity to fix it without holding folks up! So I determined to ride Flat Frog and Hobbs without using the front brake, try to get a gap on the group so I could replace the pads without creating too much delay.

I was pleased to see Middle Ridge is growing again, although still plenty of evidence of the fire. I cleaned the first wall with no difficulty, feeling great that I had this much strength this late in the ride.

Porkstacker had told us, amongst many, many other interesting things :), that he really liked steep fire roads so we were pleased to present him with Poverty Flat Rd! Of course, it's not only steep but quite sandy and his tires were definitely not optimal - I have no doubt that he would be a spot in the distance if he had his fat bike.

Nevertheless, he seemed to enjoy it (where enjoy it means a lot of swearing :)

After a brief rest at the JackAss Trailhead, we got moving down to Shaffer Corral then along The Narrows.

We had wondered earlier if we would spot a tarantula on this ride and sure enough, on The Narrows, we had our only encounter.

On my first ride to Bear Mountain, I was given the full description of how terrible the climb was, how jaw-dropping it was to see it for the first time, so I did my best to pass that tradition onto Porkstacker since this was his first counter with The Bear. He seemed suitably impressed with it!

Near the start of the Bear Mountain climb, we ran into discus who had stationed himself out there to offer encouragement to all the passing climbers. Very cool! I assume he was responsible for this awesome creation as well!

There is only one known clean of Bear Mountain (our very own Brian Lucido) but I thought given the right conditions, I might have a shot at it except one of the first walls. It didn't take long on that wall to realize that today wasn't the day!

I made a pretty solid effort with the rest of the climbs and definitely got a new PR of around 43 mins (have no Garmin data for this section to know for sure). mudworm, proving that she should have been riding the 100 miles, blew this away by at least a minute in a very impressive performance! Porkstacker was seemingly having a great time :)

One of the most sobering events on this ride is getting to the summit of Bear Mountain and realizing that you aren't even half way done yet!

Everyone was low on water so we sprinted down to Mississippi Lake and filtered. Plymmer took the time there to fix a problem with his derailleur jamming up.

We had hoped to get to Pacheco Camp before sunset but it was clear it would be dark before then, so we fixed our lights at the lake. Sunset came not long after we climbed up Willow Ridge Rd from the lake, although I resisted using my light until we got down to Pacheco Creek Trail, enjoying riding in the low light.

We spent a little longer at Pacheco Camp than I expected, given we had filtered at the lake. At this point, we weren't really pushing for any particular time so longer breaks were ok.

Phoneline was uneventful this time, although in memory of it, my rear tubeless tire lost a lot of air while we were stopped at Pacheco Camp. I topped it up and sloshed the sealant around and it was solid for the rest of the ride. Turkey Pond was a lot of fun with all the trees removed (thanks to Plymmer and others who undertook this!)

The climb up to County Line Rd to Dutch's seemed to take longer than usual but once there we ate a little and hit it. Dutch's is a fun trail but somehow it seems even more fun at night; we don't get to see the great views from the trail but when we did stop and turn off our lights, we had a great 180° view of the starry night which more than made up for it!

As we descended Dutch's, I was reminded of last year when we found Aaron and Sean lost in this section we have named Coe's Burmuda Triangle. When we got to the creek crossing, I realized why - the trail appears to go into the creek when in fact it crosses it - that's obvious in daylight but not at all at night.

We made our way up the steep climbs, walking a lot of them but giving some good efforts on others. Lots of regroups here so folks didn't get lost. I also appreciated the new signposts which make it a little easier to navigate here.

We learned later than MudnCrud had taken a wrong turn here and done a bonus climb. He found his way to Kaiser-Aetna Rd and decided to wait for company for the remainder of the ride - we met him there later and he became a fast addition to our groupetto!

The climb up Kaiser Aetna was draining as always, but not nearly as much as it can be in the heat. Porkstacker showed off his climbing strength here, powering ahead of us until ElHombre could take no more and chased him down! We rolled into Dowdy Ranch at just past midnight to find MudnCrud there!

It's hard not to stay a while at Dowdy but it was very cold. Even though I was drinking a lot, I was feeling dehydrated which is never a good thing. We all decided to take our caffeine supplements at this point, hoping to avoid the sleepiness of last year's final 30 miles.

We spent 30 mins at Dowdy but I got chilled to the bone while we were there. Mudncrud mentioned that the bathrooms were actually open, so I stayed in there for 5 minutes to warm up a little. The moon was finally up as we left Dowdy - I hoped it would help illuminate the way (I love riding by moonlight alone).

ElHombre lead the way on Burra Burra which somehow seemed much shorter in the dark this year. Nearly every time I cross Burra Burra in this direction, I almost turn down the Dormida Trail but this time I didn't even see that intersection!

Once on Center Flats, we steeled ourselves for the short but difficult climbing to come. Although much better in this direction, Center Flats is very hard with 73 miles and about 16,000' already in our legs. I made good attempts at all the climbs - except the big one which I chose to walk. The final climb to Wagon Rd was soft from grading - I had been hoping to make a good attempt at cleaning that.

At Wagon Rd, there was no talk at all about anyone bailing out. Solid group we had assembled here with firm resolve to see this through. I was getting quite sleepy and had started to lay down and close my eyes at regroups to try and clear the sleepiness away. A couple of times I actually fell asleep (blissful!).

My foggy mind couldn't remember the rest of the route very well so I mostly followed ElHombre's lead. In typical fashion, he had started very strong, tired for a small period in the middle but was coming on very strong now; some don't need to train for epics; it's just built in!

We regrouped at nearly every major intersection to make sure nobody got lost but otherwise went at our own paces. I had been drinking steadily since Dowdy but was feeling increasingly dehydrated. I had long lost the ability to eat anything - even Perpetuem tablets wouldn't go down. Sipping water was producing stomach pain. But I figured I would be able to hang on from here - riding out any other way wouldn't have been that much faster than just competing the course.

I enjoyed the Dexter descent, even though I accidentally left my fork locked. ElHombre set a fast pace along Grizzly Gulch. At Willson Camp, every fiber of my being was saying to not go down into Vasquez but nevertheless, I followed everyone down and made reasonable attempts at the climbs to the Long Dam Trail intersection.

The last 2 years we had got lost at the bottom of Long Dam but this year, ElHombre found the way through quite directly. We reached the final climb on Wagon Rd at about 5:50am. I remembered this climb was quite steep but I worked at it with a steady, slow pace, trying to clean it. Unfortunately, my tiredness was making my steering erratic and I steered into some gravel and had to dab. ElHombre had shot ahead up the climb and we both cheered as I reached the summit. It's quite a good feeling to know the climbing is done.

It was really, really cold up here and found laying the grass was warmer than standing in the cold breeze. My Garmin was showing only 19,849' ascended which I knew I'd have to make up. We bombed down Wagon Rd, ElHombre and MudnCrud taking the lead, into a freezer at the bottom. While we waited there for others to arrive, I climbed up the end of Hunting Hollow Rd to the gate, adding some footies so that the deficit to 20,000' was small.

ElHombre powered along Hunting Hollow Rd and I played catch up for most of the distance. At the Jim Donnely Trail, I took off up it in an attempt to accumulate some miles and footies. My Garmin clicked over to 20,000' quickly.

Back at Hunting Hollow, I was greeted by mudworm and Brian wrapped in blankets; I didn't even have time to manufacture a 100-mile stare! Once I was done, I turned on my car's engine and after changing out of riding gear, sat and let the shivers subside. Then some very good chicken noodle soup courtesy of mudworm. I was able to eat the cup of noodles no problem but was getting pretty severe indigestion and nausea. It took a while for that to subside.

Rather than hang around in cold Hunting Hollow and getting a little sleep, I drank a Red Bull and attempted to drive home. It was a bad idea as it was obvious I was unable to keep focus. I pulled off on New Rd and slept for 20 mins or so. After that it was still a battle to stay awake on the road but I was able to get home safely.

It's hard to explain to others, especially cyclists, how just riding 100 miles is such an epic ride. A part of the fun of having more finishers is that there are now more of us who truly understand just how difficult this ride is. Hopefully, next year will expand that even further!!

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Maaaaan. I am exhausted after reading that :)
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