Ira Rides His Bike: Pictures from the Ride

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Pictures from the Ride

Here we are waiting for the train in Surf Beach station, about 8 miles west of Santa Maria. Here is where our ride ende

Here we are along the climb from Santa Maria to Lompoc before Gary's injury.

Here I am after a downhill in Big Sur. We knew there was an uphill coming up in the next few minutes and there were no cars - so we rested in the middle of highway 1!

Gary taking a breather on a chair we found on the side of a cliff. This was at the halfway point on the Big Sur portion of our ride.

Here I am after climbing one of the hills in Big Sur. Notice the pain on my face as I try to catch my breath. Also, notice the circa 1927 guardrails which protected Gary and I from the 1500 foot cliffs.

Uncle Gary all wrapped up and trying not to get sunburned in the hot California sun. Notice the strap around Gary's waist which was used to help secure the backpack and took much of the weight off the back.

This is the red Cervelo I rode - all campy and about 16 pounds. I used Michelin Prorace 3's with about 120 pounds of pressure and two waterbottles. Campy Euros wheels and a Fizik saddle.

This is the backpack I brought - 14.75 pounds on my back for an average of 75 miles per day. Next time I pack a little lighter or use something else!

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About Ira and his Bike(s)

My name is Ira and I ride my bike. I do lots of other things but all through my life, on again and off again, I have ridden my bike. When I was a little guy, I got into collecting stamps. I loved old stamps and in order to find them, I needed to ride my bike to far away post offices to search for the best. On the weekends, my friend, Steve Spengler and I would pack our lunch, fill our backpacks and ride our bikes to places like Lawndale, Torrance and if we were really ambitious, San Pedro. We would make sure that every post office in each city was on our route and we would visit each one in hopes of finding the oldest and best stamps.Back then, I rode a red Schwinn Varsity - 31 pounds and 10 gears. I would zoom "down the hill" from my home in Palos Verdes to Torrance and I would call my mom to pick me up and drive me back up the hill. Even back then, I didn't care for climbing hills. My Schwinn Varsity was a great bike, but I always had longed for Peugeot U10. The Peugeot was an exotic French machine and only weighed 28 pounds. With this bike, I figured maybe, just maybe, I would be able to ride my bike both down the hill and back up.When I was 15, I got a job at Mayers bakery cleaning the floors and dishes. I received $1.35 an hour and I socked all of the money away to pay for my new Peugeot. It was now 1973 and my new Peugeot would cost $179.00. After a few months working at Mayers, the new Peugeot was mine!I rode my Peugeot everywhere. In 1973, I got involved with American Youth Hostels. The AYH group in Palos Verdes sponsored bicycle rides on the weekends. I joined AYH and routinely rode 50-75 miles on the weekends. We would go up the coast to Malibu or Trancas or down the coast to Seal Beach or Huntington Beach. We would sometimes bring backpacks and camp on the beach and if I was really tired at the end of my ride, I would call my mom to drive me up the hill. (I still didn't like to climb).At the end of 1973 and early 1974, one of my friends, Tim Roach, invited me to ride in a "club race" with the Lomita bicycle Peddlers. I rode and raced and loved it! I began to ride almost every day and was bitten by the bicycle racing bug!Soon after I started racing, I bought my first racing bike, a Stella. Stella was a beautiful French machine with simplex derailleurs and Campagnolo brakes and sew-up tires. Sew-ups's are the tires that you glue to the rim. Back then there were no hi-pressure, low profile clinchers. In order to get 100 pounds of pressure in a tire, sew-ups were the only way to go. In order to patch a tire, you had to take the stitches out of the tire, patch the tube and stitch the tire back up!During my racing days I was fortunate to be able to travel throughout the US racing my bike. At the end of high school in 1976, I rode my Stella to first place in the California State Championships road race and 10th place in the National Championships in Louisville, Kentucky. I also rode a Raleigh track bike to 3rd place in the California State Championships on the velodrome.In 1981, my stamp-riding buddy, Steve Spengler and I rode our bikes, not to the local post office, but across the US - from Portland, Oregon to Burlington Vermont. On this ride, I didn't call mom to pick me up. It was a trip I will never forget.Over the years, I have ridden many different bikes, including Colnago, 3Rensho, Griffon, Teledyne and Masi and Merlin. Just recently, after wrecking my Colnago by driving my Porsche into my garage, with my Colnago bolted to my roof-rack, I bought a Cervelo. The Cervelo soloist carbon frame is one of the lightest ever made and I need all the help I can get.

Ira Rides His Bike

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Pictures from the Ride

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