Tiger
two-wheelers through time
A history of cycling at Princeton
By Kate Swearengen '04
Competitive cycling took hold early at Princeton,
and the first bicycle race promoted on university grounds came in
1879. In those days, track meets and cycling meets were held concurrently,
and the same cinder loop did double duty for spikes and spokes.
A series of Princeton-Columbia races were held
until 1896, when the rivalry became so extreme and the racing so
anarchical that the two colleges feared someone would be seriously
injured and called off the competition.
Cycling at Princeton continued at a high level
into the first part of the 20th century. The Tigers were an outstanding
team, winning the national championships three years in a row and
setting the national record in 1911. A team photograph from that
era shows five young men in turtleneck sweaters, posing alongside
their bicycles and mugging coolly for the camera. This was to be
the last Princeton cycling team for the next 48 years.
In
1959, Paul Super Spokes Sackett 60, famous for
racing buses to Trenton and pedaling to Yale, orchestrated a minor
renaissance by bringing back competitive cycling to Old Nassau.
By 1960, however, only one member of Sacketts crew remained.
Academic responsibilities had caught up with the other riders, and
they had been heaved out for nonperformance. Enter Leif Thorne-Thomsen
63, a track cyclist from Lake Forest, Illinois.
My parents were quite opposed to me being a cyclist at Princeton.
Says Thorne-Thomsen. They wanted me to study and get good
grades.
Although he began his term at Princeton with no
bicycle and with the best of intentions, Thorne-Thomsen eventually
succumbed to the sports irresistible draw, and picked up a
$15 bike from Kopps Cycles his freshman year. Shortly thereafter,
he began putting together a new team.
Leif
had a great affection for old equipment, says Oscar Swan 64.
He taught everyone how to build their own wheels and how to
sew up tires. He was the one who got us started, and he was the
one who kept us going.
During spring break, the Tigers rode 100 miles a day. They pedaled
down to the Delaware River, over to New Hope and Washingtons
Crossing, and into Pennsylvania. Back then the traffic lights
on Route 1 were timed for 50 mph, and wed slip-stream behind
trucks. Says John Allis 65. In retrospect Id
never let my children do that. Its dangerous because you cant
see what youre going to run over, tucked away about two feet
from the air brake sign.
In the winter, the team trained indoors on two sets of wooden rollers
Thorne-Thomsen had brought down from the wilds of northern New Jersey.
The rollers were bumpy and unwieldy 15 inches across, and
lashed together with leather straps but easy to ride.
For entertainment, the team competed in the roller
racing tournaments that amateur bicycling enthusiasts held in the
front rooms of bars and taverns. Two racers would be set up side
by side, and the first one to chase the needle around the dial the
requisite number of times was the winner. After the race, the barkeep
gave each contestant a beer.
The
hard work paid off. From 1961 to 1964, the Tigers did not lose a
team event, and received substantial coverage in the Prince,
especially when the football or basketball team had lost that weekend.
Support from the university administration was
less generous. The team was given a room Some sort
of cubby hole, with a light bulb hanging from the ceiling,
says Swan and a key to the gym. For transportation to races,
they replied first upon Thorne-Thomsens ancient GMC carryall,
and in later years upon Alliss Volkswagen bus, which could
carry 16 people and six bicycles.
This was in the days when there was a big
commercial featuring the Exxon tiger, says Leighton Chen 66.
We found a giant cardboard cutout of the tiger, and every
time we passed a car that had some pretty girls in it, wed
wave it and yell. Thats what it was like at a mens college.
The Tigers pooled their money to pay for the gas, and everyone brought
along food, or money to buy food. Sometimes the host team would
sneak them into their cafeteria, and the Princeton riders would
eat on the other colleges nickel.
The Tigers were unique at the time because of their use of group
tactics. The team worked with each other, setting the field up and
putting its riders in the best possible positions. A lot of
the other schools had riders, says Swan. But they didnt
really have teams. The Tigers were so far ahead of their competitors
that by the end of the race they usually ended up sprinting against
themselves.
At
a race at West Rock Park in Connecticut, the MIT riders used inclinometers
and slide rules to calculate the optimum gear to use on the hills,
says Allis. We didnt pay a whole lot of attention to
that. We just went out there and raced.
Which is not to say that the team did not have its share of shenanigans
and close scrapes.
I have a story about a race at Brandeis,
says Mikk Hinnov 66. The race got started, and I was
up front, going up the hill, when I saw a rather shapely woman walking
up the side of the road with her back to us. Being a rather insensitive
sort of guy, I reached over and tapped her on the fanny, and kept
pedaling. Two more laps, and suddenly police cars with flashing
lights were blocking off the road. The woman was standing there
livid; the police wanted to know who did it. I stepped up, walked
to the front, said: It was me. I was told this wasnt
the kind of thing to do. The woman was the chief rabbis wife.
Once I understood the nature of the game, I apologized profusely,
and I took a lesson from it. I never did that again. We Princeton
people, we get our education in many different ways.
I also got a little lesson in racial integration through bike
racing at Princeton, says Hinnov. At that time, Princeton
was a single-sex school, which set up some tensions and problems
of its own. One day I was in the library, and a very pretty young
black woman was sitting across the table from me. I had 40 cents
in my pocket, and I figured that would cover two cups of coffee
at the student center. She was the first black person Id ever
spoken with or ever known. The Somerville bike race was coming up,
and I invited her to come with us and watch the Princeton team.
I came in fifth. The next time I met her, she told me she had been
ripped up one side and down the other by her family for having spent
her Memorial Day with a white boy. I felt some of what black people
felt a rejection based upon nothing more than the color of
my skin. So I learned a little more of a life lesson through the
intermediary of bicycling. That lesson has stayed with me.
Lessons also came by way of Interstate 91. In order to get competition
that the college races could not provide, the team took to traveling
to New York City for the Sunday morning races in Central Park. The
racers there were blue collar and often foreign-born, and they looked
askance at the college boys from New Jersey. We dominated
collegiate races, says Chen. We didnt dominate
the races in Central Park.
In 1963 the Tigers swept the collegiate road racing national championships,
taking the top four places. We were together as a team and
nobody else was within 100 yards of us, Hinnov says. After
that, we did what we had done so often in training: We started to
work as a team, switching pace at the front and moving as fast as
we could. Everybody did his share, and we just lengthened our lead.
Back at Princeton, the question arose as to whether to give the
cyclists letter sweaters, technically the province of varsity athletes.
It was eventually decided that they would be given black letter
sweaters, rather than the white sweaters typically awarded to national
champions. At least they gave us something, says Thorne-Thomsen.
That same summer, the Tigers successfully petitioned to race in
the World Road Championships, held in Renaix, Belgium. In the 1960s,
American bicycle racing was not up to world-class standards, and
the Princeton team represented one of the U.S.s earliest forays
into the international scene. The European press, astonished that
the Americans were fielding a team in the first place, was even
more surprised by their jerseys red, white, and blue woolen
shirts, with button-down breast pockets which went against
the unspoken sartorial dictates of the sport. We were total
neophytes, and we pretty much got blown out of the road race,
says Allis. The team fared better in the team time trial, where
it finished with a better time than the Americans had in the 1960
Rome Olympics, setting a U.S. record.
After Worlds, Allis decided to stay over in Europe to get more racing
experience and to gain a shot at qualifying for the Olympics. There
was also the matter of a junior paper, which had gone unwritten.
I made the 1964 Olympic team, along with
Bill Bradley 65, says Allis. Here I was, having
come back to Princeton on academic probation, classes may have already
started when I had been riding in the trials, and I went into the
dean of students and said, Hey, Ive made the Olympic
team. Id sort of like to take three weeks off and go to Tokyo.
The dean said, Absolutely not, no way; youre on academic
probation...Okay, well take it up in faculty meeting.
It was taken up in faculty meeting and I got called back in. The
dean said, Were going to let you go. It seems
that Harvard and Yale each had two people going, and Princeton would
only have had one with Bill Bradley. The dean said, If we
dont let you go, were going to get a lot of flack from
the alumni. Allis went to the Olympics, albeit with
some textbooks, where he placed 66th, the top American finish.
Ultimately, it was a confluence of factors that contributed to the
success of the Princeton cycling team: its talented athletes and
the individuals who were committed to making them better. The ranks
of the 1960-1964 teams included many gifted riders among
them John Taylor 65, Peter Waring 66, and John Mitchell
67 who were not interviewed for this article. The Tigers
benefited from the instruction of Al Povey, an Englishman who coached
lightweight crew in an official capacity and the cycling team in
an unofficial one. In the spring, they trained with Alan Bell, a
telephone lineman who had gained international fame as a track cyclist.
Fred Kuhn, the former owner of Kopps Cycles, taught them how
to care for their equipment and provided them with tires at wholesale.
Then, too, there was the matter of good old-fashioned determination.
Bicycle road racing is a hard sport and it
is very difficult to get in shape and move up to increasingly higher
levels of competitiveness unless you train and race regularly with
others who are at least as strong and dedicated as yourself,
says Hinnov. We had that at Princeton.
Today, the Princeton cycling tradition is still going strong. Cycling
remains a club sport because riders have the opportunity
to win money or prizes, it is not NCAA sanctioned and is
subject to the budgetary woes that plague nonvarsity sports. You
can tell this is the classiest place weve stayed in all year,
said Elliot Holland 04, in response to the teams accommodations
for one race. Its the only one that hasnt had
a condom machine in the lobby.
The team, which currently numbers 20 active riders, competes in
the spring, a change from the 1960s, when there were fall and spring
seasons. Races are held on the weekends, and the Tigers travel in
vans rented from the university, or by car. The typical race weekend
consists of a road race on Saturday and a criterium on Sunday. The
distance for a road race usually ranges from 30 to 70 miles, depending
on the gender and race class of the participants. Criteriums are
shorter, and generally last between 30 and 60 minutes. Team time
trials, which consist of two to six riders pedaling as quickly as
possible for a prescribed distance, are also a common fixture.
Although the team functioned without the benefit of coaching until
the arrival of Patrick Kennedy, Peter Betjemann *02, and Bob Ellis
79 this fall, it has been successful. This past spring, the
Tigers took first place among Division II schools in the Eastern
Collegiate Cycling Conference. Tyler Wren 03, a former co-captain
who won the criterium and the road race at Easterns, has tallied
solid finishes on the professional cycling circuit this summer.
Former co-captain Carolyn Henry 03 and graduate student Scott
Rickard are also standouts. The teams motto: Study to
pass, ride to win.
Kate Swearengen '04 joined the bicycle circuit last spring. This
fall she is studying at the American University of Cairo. You can
reach her at kswearen@princeton.edu