Initially, “Beer in the Bidon” was to be a single, definitive posting, an authoritative ranking of the single best variety of the single best and most important cycling performance beverage yet devised by the hand of man: beer. “Beer?” you ask. That’s right, beer (and say hello to your mother for me). Or, to put it another way, liquid guns. Packed full of easily accessible calories from simple carbohydrates (the simple starches of barley and wheat””and corn and rice, depending on what you are drinking””made simpler still by various degrees of malting, releasing the sugars), presented in readily available liquid form, recently vindicated as a recovery drink, a net hydrator in single servings, chalked full of testosterone and awesome, and oh-so-delicious, Our Heavenly Beverage turns out to be the ideal””in fact the ONLY”””sports drink” of choice for the hard-souled, hard-assed, hardman of our time.
But as it turns out, much as the cobbles of Paris-Roubaix require a vastly different set of skills and equipment than the slopes of the Tourmalet, so too do the variations and nuances of each ride””undertaken by a particular individual in unique conditions””explode the notion of a single, dominating mélange of malt and hops. Whereas this project’s failures have reflected poor beer choices””PBR, as you might imagine, served me poorly in the wallowing heat of Idaho’s desert foothills””its successes have come at the confluence of quality beverages and wise situational decision-making. There are certainly superior cycling beers””the GC contenders of the beverage world””but as with any day on any Grand Tour, any number of ales, lagers, and stouts have a good chance to take the day. Consequently, “Beer in the Bidon” has morphed from a single post into a series””a guidebook, if you will, for the careful application of all that is right and good in the world (beer) to all that is right and good in the world (cycling).
Taste in beer, of course, like preference of hood angle or pedal float, varies infinitely within a limited acceptable range, and far be it from me to set draconian rules for pairing your ride and your beer. But because your favorite beer may not always be the best beer for cycling domination, I have taken the liberty to provide a few guidelines for choosing a beverage that will put you at the top of your game on a given day and a given ride.
Begin by asking yourself: why am I drinking this beer? There is only one answer: domination. But there are many aspects to domination that must be balanced against each other. Physical domination, of course, is paramount. Here, there are three main things to consider:
There is a second type of domination to consider when choosing your beer, however, and that is mental domination. Here there are two types:
Within the rubrics of physical and mental domination, there are also a few things to consider when it comes time to actually choose your beer on the day of your ride. Again, these are guidelines, built from experience, not hard and fast rules.
And with that, here is the report from the first round of testing. May your bidons flow with the nectar of the gods and your guns rejoice in their lubrication with Voigtian feats of strength.
Field Test Update, 8/15/10
I am happy to report that after a few missteps the field testing is going very well. It began inauspiciously on a San Francisco Twin Peaks double with a Guinness in a mason jar jammed into my downtube cage back in April. The Guinness was the right choice””it’s the obvious choice to begin such an experiment with””but with the chatter from my ill-conceived titanium cyclocross fork on the urban descent inching the half-empty glass container toward my handlebars, I had visions of the whole project ending quite suddenly in a tragic, bloody, beery mess of glass shards, bent Zondas and broken bones. Happily, I am a superior bicycle handler, true Velominatus, and lucky sonofabitch not afraid to run a few of my former city’s well-intended stop signs, and I was able to reach down and snag the wayward vessel before it tumbled while ignoring other sensible actions, like braking. So we are up and running.
Beer: Guinness Stout (126 Calories [per 12oz]; ~4.2% ABV]; 10g Carbohydrates)
Ride: San Francisco Twin Peaks Double (30K, ~400m vertical)
Weather: Foggy, Windy, 50 degrees. Fucking San Francisco.
Pair Rating: 7
Pros: NO2 instead of CO2; easy to accommodate the recommended serving temperature; cache as a hearty beer; taste; awesomeness
Cons: Relatively low calories; it was in a fucking mason jar
Comments: To me, Guinness was the obvious beer to start the testing. Billed as a beer “for strength” and “for health,” it has often been touted as liquid bread. In my opinion, its relatively low alcohol content is a benefit, as is its smooth taste both warm and cold. I was surprised to discover that Guinness has relatively few calories compared to some other brews (including Bud Heavy, although that beer is not for bikes). The mason jar presented a problem both in that it nearly chattered out of my cage and killed me and in that it prevented a slow, sipping intake. Fortunately””and here is where Guinness really shines as a riding beverage””as a nitrogenated beer rather than a carbonated one, Guinness is much easier on the stomach and thus a very good beer for a rough and tumble urban ride with steep climbs, lots of stop and go, and in this case large gulps from a mason jar. Overall, it is a solid all-around beer for all types of cool to warm weather riding.
Beer: Newcastle (150 Calories; 4.7% ABV; 15g Carbohydrates)
Ride: Truckee to Tahoe City and back (56K, rolling, at around 6,000 feet above sea level)
Weather: Sunny, 55º
Pair Rating: 8
Pros: Smooth, nutty flavor; historic brewery with ties to the English working class
Cons: Imported in clear bottles; does not wear warm weather well; distributed in the U.S. by Heineken
Comments: A classic example of a great beer not necessarily holding up as a perfect cycling beer, although between the quality of the ride and my love of “the dog,” things did go pretty well. The snow banks lining the road kept me and the beer at a reasonable temperature, so the warm Newcastle problem was really not a problem (though it could be). There was the slight hint of skunk that often accompanies clear bottles, but nothing I couldn’t mask by turning the screws a little bit up to 35kph and breathing through my mouth. The only drawback really was that I realized on the ride that two California beers””the Boont Amber and one of my new favorites, Lagunitas Censored Copper Ale””could have complemented the ride better.
Beer: Sierra Nevada Porter (194 Calories; 5.6% ABV; 18g Carbohydrates…plus bacon)
Ride: Tour de Blast
Weather: Shitty. 50º and raining at the bottom; 38º and raining at the top.
Pair Rating: 10 (though I’m pretty sure the bacon pushed it up to 11)
Pros: Hefty, hearty, smoky, and fantastic; high calories and very high carbs; just made for bad weather
Cons: As a porter with 40 IBU (international bitterness units), this beer would not warm well at all. Sort of a Good Cadel/Bad Cadel kind of beer. I caught it a Good Cadel day. It’s also on the high end of ABV, so drinking it fast or without other fluid/food intake might not be the best plan.
Comments: Beer. Bacon. 1000m of climbing in the fucking rain. This was a winner. When I Schlecked my chain crossing a bridge and had to dig into some Rule #5 to catch Marko and Jim on the next section of the climb, the Sierra Nevada Porter was right there in my legs to get the job done. Bye Jim. Bye Marko.
Beer: Pabst Blue Ribbon (153 Calories; 5% ABV; 12g Carbs)
Ride: Bogus Basin Hill Climb (60K out and back; ~1300m vertical)
Weather: Oddly Humid, 75º-95º, just before a storm
Pair Rating: 3 (with a fair amount of charity)
Pros: It’s cheap; surprisingly good calorie to alcohol ratio (though I suspect there isn’t much good stuff in it); affiliation with working class American; cache with the hipsters
Cons: Well, it’s just not that good. It warms badly and is heavily carbonated. Also, it has cache with the hipsters.
Comments: Fail. I don’t necessarily have anything against PBR except that it has somehow gained a reputation as better than other cheap beers, which it is not. And to be fair, this was perhaps a day when I should have left the beer at home. But still, fail.
Addendum, 9/5/10
Beer: Deschutes Organic Green Lakes Amber Ale (145 Calories; 5.2%ABV; 45IBU)
Ride: Beartooth Pass (23k w/4,600+ft of climbing, at altitude)
Weather: Sunny and 50º at the start; sunny and 35º with a vicious wind at the finish
Pair Rating: 6 (could be higher with a fresh bottle)
Pros: A good beer, brewed organically in a part of the country where they brew good beer and hard men.
Cons: This particular bottle had gone through much distress (heating and cooling); at 45IBU, it’s a little bitter and doesn’t warm very well.
Comments: My friend’s girlfriend accidentally spilled half of it before the start of the time trial, which on any other ride would have been a problem, but I sucked wind so hard for so long that I would have had a hard time finishing the whole thing anyway. No beer in the world could have protected me from the Beartooth.
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@Cyclops
Obviously these would not be suitable for our road machines for the various obvious Rule violations, but I am putting you in charge of sourcing V-branded version of these.
Holy fuck boys, this article is awesome! Ha, I have been doing this since I started doing long road rides - stopping midway on a 2-5 hour ride and getting some beer but I've been too scared to ever mention it to other roadies, for fear of being seen as drunk and cast away from the flock. Quite happy to read this! I wouldn't suggest drinking and riding to just anyone, but if you are already a hardman and ride year-round in all conditions, fuck it, having some beer just makes your body a bit calmer and makes it easier to suffer. I love it
@ron
Welcome, Ron! You are obviously one of us. When Josh first rolled up to me with a bid on full of beer, I have to admit that my first reaction was, "Those are my bidons. They're not going to come back from that."
Josh's response was simply, "Come back from? Most bidons never live up to that."
Many more nuggets of wisdom around here at the Velominati!
This is the greatest article ever. I am not a roadie (I know) XC guy. One of the greatest days on the bike were after finding a broken spoke in my back wheel the night before a XC race that would have trashed the wheel if I rode it like that. I was so pissed about the timing I went and got pissed. So pissed that I don't even remember what beer it was. Stayed up until 3 am. Out of bed at 7am and said "fuck it", got it fixed and flew around the course. Drink up!!! I have yet to try the beer mid event however, after this read I shall.
@The Viking
Welcome! This is a mighty tale, and one worthy of such a handle as yours, I might add.
We here at the Velominati have nothing against XC-ers or crossers or anything involving bicycles and skill or love of the bike. In fact, we venture off road quite a bit, and revered Keeper of the Cog, Brett, is primarily an off-roader. You're in good company here.
It just so happens that The Rules are rather roadie-slanted, even if there are the odd Rules in there for other disciplines. After all, if any sport in the world doesn't merit having Rules, it would be mountain biking, no?
I rode 80km with a 30km climb Saturday on one Hammer Gel and a 1/4 bottle of water (w/Heed). I wonder if the Samuel Smith Oatmeal Stout the night before had anything to do with it?
@Cyclops
The night before? Really? Listen, beer in the belly the night before is certainly not mutually exclusive with beer in the bidon or with dominance--in fact, it is almost unequivocally a good thing--but have I taught you nothing? Next time, ditch the Heed and go for the Oatmeal Stout.
Good choice on the Sam Smith's, however; it's in the field test queue right alongside Deschuttes Black Butte Porter.
You guys are truly elevating the art here. At the same time it conjurs up memories of my first beer-bidon, honestly, not the experience I was hoping for. My buddy who was really working me and mid way through a 2500m day we stopped at a cafe. We had the good fortune of being offered a free beer, a Calanda Brau I recall. All hell was about to break loose with the weather and we were pushing pretty hard. With the risk of being relegated to a "Level 5", I will admit that 200m from the summit I had a "reversal of fortune". The only saving grace in this whole event was that I never got off the bike, and in the sideways rain I was pretty much cleaned up by time we reached the summit.
In retrospect, too much carbonation. Which brings me to the real brilliance of this article, thanks to Joshua's research I can't wait to try a nitro stout. Cheers
@Bob
Bob, I am delighted that what you took from this experience was not that "beer and riding don't mix", but rather that you had selected the wrong beer.
I personally have yet to try this out, but I will do so. We do a ride here in Seattle which is a brute which we call the Seattle Tre Chime. It's name is in reverence to the climb where Eddy Merckx first made his name in the Giro, the Tre Chime di Lavaredo - The Three Chimneys of Lavaredo. Since our route hits Phinney Ridge, Queen Anne, and Magnolia, we call it the Three Chimneys of Seattle, although now I realize that it should be the Tre Chime di Seattle, but whatever.
In any case, Josh masterminded the idea of the Seattle Tre Chimey, which is obviously a terrible idea. We haven't done it yet, but when he returns here for an ill-fated visit, I'm sure we'll try it.
I can only hope there is a driving sideways rain.
The benefit of beer for cycling performance is also used in the pro peloton, although sparingly. Two experiences leap to mind.
I was in the QuickStep Team bus after the TTT opener for the Giro in Venice 09'. Not a happy bus, not a sad bus, but it wasn't really what QS was at the Giro for and they were still reeling from news of their Big Guy. Anyway, long transfer and after an hour the bus pulled up to a restaurant where they had made reservations (there were still a couple hours to the next hotel.
As the riders and staff are all settling down, I see team doctor Manuel whispering something to a waiter as he gestured an "all around" signal directed at the table. You shoulda' seen the eyes pop wide when large bottles of Moretti where placed on the table. The first one appropriately in front of Al Davis. Even the directors raised their eyebrows. Beers were quaffed toute d'suite, and another round showed up. Now despite this being a Belgian team, it really freaked everybody out, but it certainly lifted their spirits and it made the following 2 hours on the bus more pleasant. Oh yeah, the Saxo team came in after the second round had been delivered and had the adjacent super-long table next to ours, there were a lot of longing looks at the empties.
More recently, at this years Vuelta, again after the TTT opener (see a pattern here?) I was at the poolside bar of the hotel and who should slide up to the bar next to me but the aforementioned Aussie mighty-mite. We shared a couple, and when I said that I was headed up to bed and that he should do the same he basically told me to follow Rule 5. I declined as documentarians have considerably longer days than cyclists at the grand tours. He then proceeded to take his beer to a chaise lounge where he said he was just gonna relax for a bit. I made him promise not to close his eyes lest he find himself there in the morning. Well, he had a decent Vuelta after that, and who can deny that it undoubtedly led up to his podium in Geelong?
-Kaffeine