Wednesday, April 20, 2011

How to justify spending $12,000 on an electric bike.

To stoke the summer blog season for the Ranch, I offer below a little review I wrote for Optibike in March 2010. A year and a half into field testing, we are CRAZY about these units. Highly recommended addition to the Ranch equipment fleet for those who have the coin and the mission. As an added bonus, they are produced in the Colorado home state of RiderLoneWolf, RiderMama. myself and honorary Ranch blog commentator Tea, on the very same roads where I cut my teeth cycling as a teenager on the lipstick red, 29 lb Tawainese made American Flyer road bike in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. -Turbine

“ How do you justify spending $12000 on a bicycle? You don’t. How do you justify spending $12000 on a second car, local commuter vehicle and high-end mountain bike all wrapped into one? Easy. Its called an Optibike.

My wife and I have ridden our 850R and 850R Helia Optibikes for six months daily in all types of conditions.

Our conclusion: the Optibike is the most innovative, convenient and exhilarating form of transportation invented in the past three decades. In urban environments within a 10 mile radius, the Optibike will transport you door-to-door faster than any other vehicle. Light and agile, it is easy to slip through traffic, use bike lanes, short-cut across small streets, alleys, parks, open spaces, parking lots and sidewalks, then park for free directly in front of wherever you are going. Average speeds can easily be 20-25 mph without getting sweaty, which leaves you in clean, presentable condition to attend a meeting in regular clothing.
For the majority of local trips when you need to carry only a few items, U-lock and cable in a backpack when it is not raining, the Optibike will replace your second car or motorcycle/scooter. My wife and I commute to work every day on our Optibikes faster and cheaper than we would in cars. The Optibike even beats our motorcycles and scooters locally because we get there just as fast, but always find front-door parking, and pay no parking meters or parking fines, not to mention using zero gasoline, creating zero tailpipe emissions and never wasting time stopping at gasoline stations.

On the road, the Optibike enables non-cyclists or slower cyclists to keep up with avid road cyclist enthusiasts, potentially giving friends or partners more time to spend together. On the trail, the Optibike is the most awesome form of mountain bike we have ever experienced. It climbs like a Himalayan mountain goat, carves single track with awesome agility, suspension and traction, and replaces what would otherwise be a prohibited highly-powered motocross bike on non-motorized parks, trails and mountains.







If you live in a hilly area, the Optibike may open up options for local errands, enabling you to climb hills around your home without getting too sweaty and over-exerting yourself when you simply want to run to the store or visit a friend or neighbor outside of walking distance. If you are a fitness enthusiast who uses heart rate, cadence and power in structured cycling workouts, you can do that on an Optibike too.

If you calculate the thousands of dollars you save on insurance premiums, annual license plate renewals, maintenance, SMOG checks, tires, oil, filters and fuel of a second vehicle, not to mention parking costs, the Return on Investment for the $12000 Optibike can easily reach the 15-20% level – i.e. $2000 or more per year — not bad for a “bicycle” that replaces a second car. A regular bicycle cannot make this claim because it cannot practically replace a vehicle like an Optibike can.



The Optibike can be configured with a “Chariot”-type bicycle trailer to transport the kids or a “Bob”-type trailer to haul gear bags. We are considering “Old Man Mountain” racks for full suspension bicycles to do touring on our Optibikes. The psychological benefit of knowing that you burn no gasoline and use very little depreciating material (i.e.65lb bike rather than 3000 lb metal car or 400lb motorcycle) to get from A to B is gratifying.




In sum, the Optibike is an extremely useful and convenient tool that leaves you wondering why millions of other people in cities don’t use it.




Once you get past the sticker shock and realize that the Optibike represents a second car, motorcycle/scooter and high end mountain bike all built-into-one, it becomes much easier to justify the price, particularly once you own one and begin to enjoy the benefits of using it. Coming from a couple who did extensive research before buying, we highly recommend the Optibike, particularly for people who fit the usage patterns described.

RiderTurbo


Santa Monica, CA”

Friday, April 1, 2011

Season Opener: Jackson Pole, Pedal, Paddle




An action packed winter for Ranch West Coast was punctuated on Feb 25 with the glorious birth of RiderSasha, daughter of RiderMama and RiderTurbo, little sister to RiderZoe, family member to Magic the yellow labrador.


After a brilliant winter of skiing at Mammoth Mountain and Mountain High in California, plus a few days in Colorado, Ranch West jetted up to Jackson Hole, Wyoming to race on March 26, 2011. The mission: relay race in the Jackson Hole Ski Club's famous Pole, Pedal Paddle race.


The race consists of a 3 mile downhill alpine ski race on the old Women's World Cup Downhill course followed by 10km cross-country skate ski, 20 mile bicycle time trial and 10 mile river kayak. Weather conditions are notoriously fickle in the Teton Valley in early spring and the team was prepared for anything from blustery snow to beaming sunlight on a cool, crisp spring morning.


RiderRenegade (AKA RiderMaverick), organized the event and hosted the fam at his Jackson pad. The plan was a relay: RiderRengade's 11 year old son "A-Train" on the downhill, Renegade himself on the XC skate ski, Turbo on the bicycle and Renegade plus partner in the Kayak. It didn't take much to get RiderMama to step up and pull front seat in the Kayak. But wait! SHE JUST GAVE BIRTH 4 WEEKS AGO and is still breastfeeding!





No mind. Despite deliberations with Turbo about possible detrimental impacts of decreased breastmilk production and excess lactic acid buildup in milk that might result from a 1 hour + all out kayak race effort, Mama was determined. She jumped in and gunned it.











Let there be no doubt now, if there ever was before: Mama is one tough cookie, a glutton for punishment, risk, pain, and basically just one hearty girl who loves getting out there and racing outdoors.










The race went well with A-train clocking up a 4:18 downhill, Renegade a 28:00 XC skate ski, Turbo a 55:00 time trial (7/63) and Renegade/Mama a 1h 9m Kayak (24/66).



This gave the group a 4th place finish out of 10 in the Recreational Men's Team division despite having an 11 year old who did the downhill ski and Mama who had recently given birth in the Kayak with Renegade. Respectable, no doubt:




The race was followed by a group lunch outside on a beer garden deck of 43 North restaurant watching the 2011 World Championship Snowmobile Hill Climb at SnowKing ski area, home to many of our tobacco chewin', beer drinkin', tattoo wearin', greasy fingernail bearin' friends from the motorsports world. Video of the 2008 race that was very similar:

















The next day, Renegade led Turbo and Mama on a 1.5 hour hike up off the tram at 11,000 feet with skis strapped to heli-packs where the threesome then skied off the ridge and got some deep powder face shots in the middle couloir of the Cody Bowl (pictured below)
















Renegade and Turbo Crew Photo (Mama with Sasha in Baby Bjorn in middle, Zoe on Turbo's shoulders)















Jet home to the pad in sunny L.A.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

New Ranch Recruit...



In an attempt to strengthen the global footprint of The Ranch, I recently took a recruiting trip in Zanzibar... thought I had something special in this fella: wasn't scared of a bit of sand in his chain, maintained a strong cadence on the fixie while sporting a pair of havaianas, conscientious of the excess weight that comes with the helmet and water bottles. All around seemed like he was up for challenge to join the ranch....



BUT... he forgot Rule number one...
















Never get off the bike!!

Happy riding fellas.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

January Ranchup

January 2010, London.  There have been many months of Ranchers not seen together.  Sure maybe here and there 2 may run into each other but it's been a long time since 4 members of the team sat down for a coffee, nevermind have a race together.  So while Noshow was in London for a brief visit this weekend, Rider Cah Li flew in from the states to return to his chosen city, Rider Easy E has relocated back to London from Zurich and Zinni still steady as she goes taking care of the beautiful Sofia and working as per usual.  This small crew of Ranchers made a point to find 30 minutes to sit down and have a coffee and catch up on news on a rare sunny January day in London.  Sorely missed was the rest of the team - Crespo, Shark, Chiche, Pitts, Turbo, etc etc.  In any event, it wouldn't be a Ranchup without proof hence here is the recording:

Sunday, January 2, 2011

JFG 'er on the MTB-er

Rider Sharkbite here, currently living life horizontally with a bad L4/L5 disc situation. So, time to update the blog with a photo montage from August's Grand Raid race, courtesy of some crazy cat who set up automatic cameras a few places along the route, then posted the results online.

Background: An annual 137km mountain bike race-o-rama from Verbier to Grimentz...

Friday, Aug 20. Riders Howe and Lone Wolf tied up with spousal commitments. Sharker decides to go for it and get some Grand Raid action. Drive down to Sion for pre-race registration and tech inspection. (Mountain bike hanging out the back of Howe's old Z3 beemer, using Howe's patented bungee cord/old cushion/plastic bag bike transport "system". Half way there the engine warning light comes on. Howe's response on the phone: "Just keep it under 4ooo rpm." ...Words to live by. Ranch wisdom.)

"Bonjour, je veux m'enregistrer pour ce badass mofo crazy bike race, mais par ce que je ne suis pas un imbecile totale, je vais faire la medium distance route from Heremence, 68 km, avec 2996 metres de vert, s'il vous plait."

Saturday, Aug 21. Awesome local and all-round problem-solving lady, Karen, drives me to Heremence at 4am in her station wagon for the 6am start time. Winding up the valley road in the blackness. Get to a long line of stopped/parked cars, blocking road. Time to get geared up and strike out on the bike to get to the start area.

1 hour later, race number on, banana down the hatch, several local bushes well hydrated, and with sunscreen in all the key places...Sharkbite rolls out in a dim sunrise with a few hundred other crazy mofos. A day of long, long dirt track climbing and descending begins, with a little mud and single track excitement along the way.



Top of the first long climb, passing through the footpaths of Madelon, a high altitude hamlet. Locals out on their doorsteps, cheering and clapping every rider as they pass through 4 foot wide village pathways. Awesome.


Next stop, alpine singletrack, where gnarly wiping-out is a distinct possibility. Manage to get through unscathed...and descend down into Evolene.


A pattern becomes evident: I steam by panting humanoids continuously on the ascents (keeping it real on the ten-year-old Cannondale F800 hardtail). Then, on the descents, the chubb-meisters come flying past again, on their hi-tech full-suss machines.

There is only one solution...plenty more climbing to come, so time to whip them all on the next ascents.

Throw down another 1200 metres vertical or so of solid climbing...and what do I get for it? A nice 1.5km or so of unrideable cowpath leading to steep rock-scree mountainside path. Which has to be scrambled up: pushing, carrying, throwing the bike...whatever you can do.


View down the slope of the "climb it on foot" section.


Photo demonstrates the workload involved pretty nicely...unclear why this dude is smiling.


Overhead view of the final stages of the climb on foot. Crowds lining the path on either side screaming and cheering. All of a sudden I hear some dudes calling out in French to clear the path, and I hear a trials motocross motorbike blasting up this crazy incline. Turns out it is the first of the pro riders who started in Verbier, with a few dedicated motocross nutbars driving the course with them to clear the route as they go. The pro guys had it down, too: they had little ropes on their bikes so they could sling their bike on their back as they pounded up the slope.


View from the top of the 1.5km scramble climb.


And the descent that follows.

















Catching up to some slow-manoids from the short course start.


Enjoying the high alpine...in the E-Z rider, low saddle height, descending position.

Unfortunately, it soon became apparent that the climbing was not over. We crossed the high alpine saddle and linked to a dirt track...heading upwards for another 200m or so of vertical to summit a final col.

Approaching 2800m altitude. Not a pleasant gradient. Rough dirt and rock surface. The RANCH member depicted in this photo can be spotted by the fact that he is RIDING, not walking, the bicycle.



JFG'er.


"Uh oh. I think I Just F%*$in' Gave'er."

Here the final descent really does begin.





Now a lot of people ask me, "Hey 'Bite, how is that you bust out 3000m of vertical climbing and descending on a 10 year old hardtail with about 50mm of front suspension travel...and then bust across rocky mountain stream crossings with such needlepoint precision accuracy?"


Here's how...



(Do you actually think I would be crazy enough to try and ride across that kind of crap?)




















Busting it into the finish line...



View back up the valley. The course came over the right hand side of the far ridgeline.



Nice Swiss add-on in the finish area: bike wash zone.

Followed by: hot shower tent. Awesome.

Followed by...body massage tent. (A total bike race best practice that deserves to be duplicated everywhere.)

After all that, I grabbed some grub, got on the bus service back to Verbier and started to get mentally prepared for...doing absolutely nothing for several days. All in all, an excellent outing, albeit a race with ample opportunity for body-trashing if you are not careful. The Ranch, however, is always careful.

Fastest Brit over the Heremence distance: Shark.

Fastest Canuck over the Heremence distance: Bite.

And SO totally not anywhere near as fast as the Swiss and French MTB speed-meisters over the Heremence distance: SharkBite.


Wednesday, December 1, 2010