I got up kinda early and headed out the VTR harescramble by 9:00AM. I wanted to get a spot so me and my buddys could hang out and have a pit on the track. I got there cna called DW and Trash to let them know where to look for me. I hung our and made freinds with the neighbors.
I was looking for DW and Joe Mapes went by me on his MTB os I talked to him for a while. He had a concussiion at the Kasky enduro and got bang up pretty good but he's doing OK and will be ready by the end of July to ride again.
Finally DW and Cody Fasnendang showed up and we hung out. I borke out the "blingmeter"for DW and his bike broke it.
Finally it was time to race so we all got lined up and I looked like hell to find a hump to start on and finally found a spot where I could touch mother earth. Line after line too off, in fact DW took off twice for good measure! So it was my turn to go, I reached down and selected second gear and pulled in the clutch. The flag drops and I kick and nothing, crap I had to dig out the kickstarter and try again, she fires and I am off in dead frikin' last place. Crap, the Z class was behind us and soon I'd be pulling over for those guys. I got stuck in traffic and after the first lap things th8inned out and I got a gorrve going. The trail was sweet tight single track that was all virgin. 80-90 % iof the course was singletrack and very tight at times. I kept motoring along being smooth and getting passed but passing some people too. On the third lap I had to pull over 3 times to clean my glasses from sweat and wipe it from my eyes, I was getting warm I guess. I figured that on the fourth lkap I'd be done so I gassed it hard that lap and come to find out at the end of that lap I got the white flag and had to go one more lap. I was in survivla mode for the most part but kept the bike up right and made the lap.
After the Race I saw Kadie Campbell and she gave me a cold water so I hung out with htose guys for a few minutes, then I want over to the corner to see who was cheering me on and it was Vic Flegal and family.
So I go back to my pit and begin getting undressed and watching the last hour of the race. Every one finishes and we are bench racing and I hear my name being called over the loud speaker. "What the heck did I do?" SO i hop on my bike and ride up to the sign up tent. I go up there and a guy in my class wanted to know if I remembered passing him because he was in first and don't remember getting passed. "I don't know" I said, "what bike are you on?" He said "a yamaha with yellow fenders" I said I was just our there for a ride and I got passed and I passed people so I don't remember. Virginia Hunt took out the lap by lap score sheet and showed the guy where each lap I was getting closer and On the fourth lap I was just behind him and at the end of the 5th lap I was in from of him at the scoring tent. Game over, I WON! So I won frist place in my first haracramble of the year and they handed me my trophy and ride rode back to the pit, pretty dang happy. :cool:
I was looking for DW and Joe Mapes went by me on his MTB os I talked to him for a while. He had a concussiion at the Kasky enduro and got bang up pretty good but he's doing OK and will be ready by the end of July to ride again.
Finally DW and Cody Fasnendang showed up and we hung out. I borke out the "blingmeter"for DW and his bike broke it.
Finally it was time to race so we all got lined up and I looked like hell to find a hump to start on and finally found a spot where I could touch mother earth. Line after line too off, in fact DW took off twice for good measure! So it was my turn to go, I reached down and selected second gear and pulled in the clutch. The flag drops and I kick and nothing, crap I had to dig out the kickstarter and try again, she fires and I am off in dead frikin' last place. Crap, the Z class was behind us and soon I'd be pulling over for those guys. I got stuck in traffic and after the first lap things th8inned out and I got a gorrve going. The trail was sweet tight single track that was all virgin. 80-90 % iof the course was singletrack and very tight at times. I kept motoring along being smooth and getting passed but passing some people too. On the third lap I had to pull over 3 times to clean my glasses from sweat and wipe it from my eyes, I was getting warm I guess. I figured that on the fourth lkap I'd be done so I gassed it hard that lap and come to find out at the end of that lap I got the white flag and had to go one more lap. I was in survivla mode for the most part but kept the bike up right and made the lap.
After the Race I saw Kadie Campbell and she gave me a cold water so I hung out with htose guys for a few minutes, then I want over to the corner to see who was cheering me on and it was Vic Flegal and family.
So I go back to my pit and begin getting undressed and watching the last hour of the race. Every one finishes and we are bench racing and I hear my name being called over the loud speaker. "What the heck did I do?" SO i hop on my bike and ride up to the sign up tent. I go up there and a guy in my class wanted to know if I remembered passing him because he was in first and don't remember getting passed. "I don't know" I said, "what bike are you on?" He said "a yamaha with yellow fenders" I said I was just our there for a ride and I got passed and I passed people so I don't remember. Virginia Hunt took out the lap by lap score sheet and showed the guy where each lap I was getting closer and On the fourth lap I was just behind him and at the end of the 5th lap I was in from of him at the scoring tent. Game over, I WON! So I won frist place in my first haracramble of the year and they handed me my trophy and ride rode back to the pit, pretty dang happy. :cool:
