Sea Otter Classic 2015

This past weekend, some of my Chicago biking buddies flew in to join me and my son down in Monterey, CA for the 25th annual Sea Otter Classic. It’s the biggest bicycle show in the country, if not the world. And if you’re into bikes, it’s the place to be.

We took the Westy down and camped inside the grounds of the Laguna Seca raceway, which is also where it’s held. We arrived around lunch time Friday and spent the afternoon meandering around the show.

I’ll let the pictures do the rest of the talking. It was one of the best times I’ve had all year.

Sea Otter Classic, is pretty much a mountain bike trade show with a lot of different racing events. The mountain biking crowd is way more chill than the road bike stiffs we see preening at the coffeeshops.

Making our grand entrance.
Making our grand entrance.
Home sweet home for the next couple days.
Home sweet home for the next couple days.
Vintage '78 Subaru Brat with rear-facing seats.
Vintage ’78 Subaru Brat with rear-facing seats.
Our view of Laguna Seca Raceway.
Our view of Laguna Seca Raceway.

Our campsite was squeezed in between the UC Santa Barbara Mountain Biking team and a couple from around San Diego. Brad and Allison were totally laid back and their two little kids were exceptionally charming – not the least bit annoying.

Neighbors from Carlsbad were totally chill.
Neighbors from Carlsbad were totally chill.
A little piece of Thunderdome.
A little piece of Thunderdome.
End of day relaxing at the campsite.
End of day relaxing at the campsite.

Saturday morning found us up at the crack of dawn. At least I was. I’m usually up around 5 AM, but when I camp, I usually wake up around 4 AM. We signed up for a 51 mile ride along the coast, so we needed to get up and out.

Taking a break outside the old proving grounds.
Taking a break outside the old proving grounds.
Handlebar point of view of the Pacific.
Handlebar point of view of the Pacific.
Steve on the coast
Steve on the coast
Jack on the coast
Jack on the coast
Stopping along the path into Monterey
Stopping along the path into Monterey
Second pit stop.
Second pit stop.
Second pit stop.
Second pit stop.
Looking out into the Monterey Bay.
Looking out into the Monterey Bay.

During the ride we stopped a lot. Jack needed to replace a cleat, so he and I stopped at a local bike shop in Pacific Grove. After reconnecting with the group we stopped for a drink near Fisherman’s Wharf. It was getting late so we snuck back to camp and took a shortcut to the track saving about 10 miles.

Mercury dipping.
Mercury dipping.
Looking back down the long 16º climb we just finished.
Looking back down the long 16º climb we just finished.
Humble State University compound.
Humble State University compound.
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Pre-rave camp
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Wrapping up a long day at the airbag and downhill races.
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Majestically sitting atop its perch.
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I’m definitely getting a flag for our campsite next year.

 

Swag.
Swag.
Ansel raiding the larder.
Ansel raiding the larder.
Moustached men.
Moustached men.

At the end of the day we came back to the campsite and hung out. After the sun went down there were parties all over the campsites. The team from Humbolt State University threw a small rave complete with honking analog sound system, freaky light show, and full-size Jenga.

Raver
Raver
Full size Jenga.
Full size Jenga.
No one told them that it cools off at night.
No one told them that it cools off at night.