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This weekend we hit the 11th annual Filthy 50, a mountain bike race that’s 52 miles with 3,800 feet of climbing. It’s definitely not a casual ride—people often underestimate it based on the numbers, but by the end, you know you’ve been tested.
with hundreds of riders getting ready for the 50-mile and 30-mile races, plus kids’ races and a Halloween costume contest. It’s part racing, part community hangout, part chaos, and that mix is exactly what makes it so fun.
and flowy in parts, with enough climbing to keep things interesting. Most of the day, it feels like a hard, steady effort—you’re working, you’re pushing, and yes, your heart rate stays high. By the end, you’re exhausted, but there’s a real sense of accomplishment. The finish was wild this year, with the top 10 riders crossing within seconds of each other.
costumes, good vibes, cheering, and the kind of friendly heckling that makes it memorable. From cramping to cheering friends on, the Filthy 50 is as much about community as it is about racing.
and Laurel Rathbun who took the win, in male and female expert categoriesand to everyone who made it through the course. Whether you’re racing hard, riding for fun, or just out to hang with the crew, the Filthy 50 is always a good day on the bike.
Cadence Cyclery Encinitas recently had the privilege of hosting PAS Normal Studios for their Mid Summer 200K ride. Regardless of your opinion of the PAS brand, there is no denying one thing. Between their US-based youth cycling program and now this group ride, they are here to impact the cycling community for the better. And they have some deeply passionate people working hard to make it happen. We are looking forward to more of this and hope to aid in their efforts however we can.
I’ve always believed that having a plan is good, but being flexible is even better. Our recent trip to Montana proved that point in the best way possible.
The inaugural Belgian Waffle Ride Montana didn’t just arrive in Bozeman—it kicked the door down, left tire tracks through the living room, and poured a cold recovery beer on the way out. Set against the breathtaking backdrop of Montana’s vast gravel playgrounds, the first-ever BWR MT delivered a day that tested the sadists of the saddle and gave us the “Hell of the Bozone” in all its glory.
