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Riding big wheels in Switzerland Frankly, because bigger is better

After yesterday’s cycling break on Fivefingers, it was time to roll out the bike again and hit a loop in the local hills. I followed the same trails as on Wednesday only this time under a sunny sky. The Bise was blowing and kept temperatures in check; perfect riding conditions that a lot of other two-wheeled folks enjoyed as well. Three days ago I missed a really great spot - an overlook at 1352 meters with a fantastic view of the Combe Grède. With the dense fog that day I wouldn’t have seen anything. Today on the other hand was spectacular. The vista point makes an ideal place for a short break before hitting the last climbs to reach the Chasseral and that’s just what I did. Once at the antenna, I followed the crest and took the mandatory Spaghetti Trail to head home. Interesting observation: On my way up to the Chasseral, I did neither pass nor cross a single cyclist. On the way from the antenna eastwards along the crest I passed more than thirty bikers. Where did they come from and how did they get there?

Distance:58.4 km (36.3 miles)
Elevation:2’036 m (6’680 feet)
Time:04:38:13
Speed (avg/max):12.6/54.3 kph (7.8/33.7 mph)
GPS Track:GPSies.com

My last mountain bike ride dates back to April 9th. I haven’t been lazy, though. I’ve logged a lots of miles since then, but exclusively on the road bike and the cyclocrosser. Today I had something different in mind. I wanted to head out and enjoy the warm yet cloudy spring day, have fun on big wheels and doing so also collect a good amount of climbing meters. The day started with the fun part. First I popped onto a narrow trail following the Suze river thinking I’d be able to cross the river farther up. Well, that trail, as much fun as it was, dead-ended soon after. I turned around and went back onto the official hiking trail. To find some fun I got off the gravel trail and rode a cement wall that separates the trail from the Suze river ten feet below. Funny how a decently wide wall only has one single difficulty - knowing that falling off wouldn’t be pleasant experience. The experiment didn’t end with a bath in the river and shortly after, the trail started to point upwards. After some climbing and a good amount of singletrack my next destination was the Creux de Glace. Unfortunately, it was closed off due the a high risk of rockslides. I continued to the Combe Grède in heavy fog and occasional rain, then climbed to the Chasseral. It wasn’t pretty today, but that extra loop is totally worth the effort on a dry, sunny day. I stopped at the Chasseral antenna for a few pictures, then followed the crest eastwards to get back home. The past couple of rains have turned this trail segment into a mudfest. The bike and I soon carried a couple of pounds of mud, which I hosed off in the backyard as soon as I got home.

Distance:58.7 km (36.5 miles)
Elevation:1’993 m (6’539 feet)
Time:04:53:32
Speed (avg/max):12.0/49.4 kph (7.5/30.7 mph)

Saturday morning I pedaled out of town with the idea of riding a long loop on that early spring like day. The mercury had jumped up a notch, the snow was wet and falling off the trees. Things were dripping and melting. I chose an easy ascent above the lake thinking I would have a good chance to find rideable trails, but little did I know that I’d spend most of the six hour adventure hiking with the bike dangling around my shoulder. After a long hike through the forest to reach the Twannberg, I found some snowmobile tracks leading into Lamboing. Once on the main road, I stayed on it to save time and reach Nods. Despite a sign in Nods indicating that the Chasseral pass was closed, I thought I could ride up far enough and hike the rest of it to the top. Well, that idea got killed as soon as I passed the last row of homes and the street ended under three feet of snow. I turned around to head to the snowshoe trail and rode the first mile of it. My rear tire failed to find enough grip for more. I shouldered my bike one more time for the long, arduous climb to the Chasseral. Exhausted I reached the top. When I dropped my bike into the snow, my whole right side was numb. It took a few minutes to regain control of my right arm. I rode to the antenna for a few photos and then made a huge mistake by taking the crest trail going east. I was able to ride at first, but then ended up hiking all the rest. The snow was too deep and too soft for the narrow 2.3 inch tires. A fat-bike would have handled it, I’m pretty sure. If I want to enjoy and actually ride such snow adventures, I should consider building such a monster with 4 inch tires and gears. Once at the Place Centrale I descended to the Jorat on the bike. The normally easy stretch to Evilard however, popped me off the bike one last time. These were six good hours outside on a splendid day, but the little I rode, I won’t repeat this any time soon. This was a day for a fat-bike, snowshoes or skis.

I ran into a couple of strangers, most were fun conversations, one wasn’t. A mentally blinkered lady on skis was upset that I had the audacity to ride a bike on her mountain. It amazes me that some people go outside to do something fun, but instead of finding enjoyment, they to their thing with a grumpy face. Oh well. At the top of the Chasseral I had a nice chat with a guy on skis who noticed my 29 inch wheels. Later on the crest trail, I crossed an old runner who came up the trail in shorts - freaking shorts. He pulled out his camera to take a picture of me hiking with the bike. I should have done the same and shot a photo of a crazy old dude in shorts.

Distance:50.5 km (31.4 mi)
Elevation:1’594 m (5’230 ft)
Time:05:56:22
Speed (avg/max):8.5/64.1 kph (5.3/39.8 mph)

Sometimes it takes you over 20 years to find the perfect trail. I’ve been riding up to the Chasseral for as long as I’ve been mountain biking and I only stitched together the perfect mix of trails to this local summit yesterday. There are hundreds of possibilities to get up there, some technical, some grinders, some real hard ones and other easier ones. Yesterday’s loop started with a short bunny hop from Biel across the Lysserbrunnen to touch down in Frinvillier where I followed the fishing poles along the Suze creek. After I crossed the creek, I immediately turned off into the hiking trail on the left and rode up to the highway underpass. From there, the trail follows the highway for a short stretch and very quickly ends in the first long climb of the day.

I don’t know if many local riders use this ascent. I’ve yet to meet another human being on this climb. My guess is that the valley with its highway and the eye soring cement factory might be somewhat of a turn-off to many. The thing is, the climb follows the highway for not much more than two minutes and once you dive into the forest to make your way uphill, you don’t even know that a factory is sitting on the valley floor. Instead you’re treated to a wonderful and gradual climb in which your legs will never awfully burn. Quiet and peaceful, that’s how I’d label this ascent. At the top a couple of miles across grassy pastures with amazing views follows. Next on the menu are several miles of the finest singletrack the region has to offer. At the Place Centrale, I left the crest to the right to reach the Métairie du Milieu de Bienne. The straight shot to the Métairie can be tough at times, especially when the ground is moist, which wasn’t the case recently due to our very dry spring.

From the Métairie I continued to La Neuve on the hiking trail connecting the two. Well, there isn’t much of a trail to speak of. There’s a 20 centimeter wide dirt line through the grass. From La Neuve the remaining miles to the peak of the Chasseral are on pavement. As I got there yesterday, a single cloud sitting atop the mountain let a few rain drops fall. Just perfect for the last steep uphill pitch. It allowed me to hammer the sucker without overheating. The second part of the ride now included the remaining section of crest trail back to the Place Centrale. As always, this is a mountain biker’s paradise. Flowy, bouncy, rocky, technical, it’s got everything to make you work on the bike, especially on a rigid like mine. The return to Biel started at the Cabane du Jura, continued with more fun on the Spaghetti Trail, a quick shot through the Jorat and a last little uphill sprint to Evilard.

Yesterday, as I was riding by a stopped group of three, a rider noticed the big wheels and asked me about them and the bike. Riding 29 inch wheels since 2006 this was sort of a first. He’s planning to buy a full suspension bike and after talking to me he’s now not sure if he should opt for one with big wheels instead. Always a funny situation when people look at the Niner, first notice the rigid fork and then discover the lack of gears. It even happens occasionally that I get asked how I shift gears. In the Jura, I don’t miss them one bit. Getting rid of them a decade ago has made me a better rider and a more fit one as well. Lets keep it that way.

Distance:47km (29 miles)
Total Climb:1520m (4490 feet)
GPS Track:GPSies.com

Today I’m treating my readership with the GPS track of my favorite Chasseral loop. Although there are still a few remaining patches of snow covering the highest peak of the Canton of Berne, I felt it was little enough, to be able to ride the rocky trail leaving the peak along the eastern ridge. Saturday began with a bright blue sky. WeatherDock on my MacBook Pro reported 8 degrees at 7.00 AM. Plenty warm enough to leave the house without arm and knee warmers. A quick breakfast later, I was on my way hitting the first climb above a sparkling lake Biel. In all the years riding the secret trail above the lake, another rider pulled up to me when I had to climb across a fallen tree. The first biker I’ve ever seen on this trail and I told him so. “Yeah, you’re the first bike rider I met on here as well”, he replied.

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