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95 Degrees, come on it's only March. :whiner:
Went out to the D37 Enduro at Red Mountain this weekend.
I scrambled to make it, I was extremely hung over from an all night Texas hold em tourney on Friday (not the best call before a race), and my rear suspension was finally ready to go Saturday at 4PM. I hauled ass out to the desert and put it together it the dark. It was getting late so after a few Yamaha Big Wheel night rides, we called it a night up at hotel Bundy. Thanks for the accomidations. I feel I got off cheep because unlike Thumbs, I didn't even have to sleep with his sister :laugh: JK.
Sunday 6AM up and at em. Eel pulls in a little later and we go get signed up for the race. Thumbs, Eel and I all get on minute 88. :ohmy: That means 348 get to tear up the course in front of us. better than that the start is delayed an hour because the ambulance had to leave and come back.
Finally 10:28 we are ready to go, The keytime is on an analog clock, yet the starter won't let us leave. She holds us up (she got confused) and all of us reset our keytime to her start time (which was wrong.) Luckily Eel had the real keytime still on his watch and we figured out how to reset at our first break.
Loop 1 continued through whoops, whoops and whoops breaking it up with the occasional rock section then more whoops. It wasn't very challenging just tiring. Personlly, I like our club layouts 10 times better. The end of loop 2 was fun as we finally got to some newer trail. (read fewer/not as deep whoops) We had some much slower riders in front of us so we would pass them through the dust and then at the next time reset they would catch back up and get in front as we waited for our minute.
Loop 2;
Read I should've signed up for only 1 loop.
We started out on the same course as loop 1, only know over 700 bikes had torn it up. It was really, really, really rough. We got to the split and then things just got stupid from there. Of course the speeds increased, and the course got 5 times harder. There wasn't anything you couldn't do if you were fresh but after 50 miles, and 2.5 hours of racing in 95 degree weather, it was all you could do to hang onto the bike. I blew a turn and Thumbs and Eel went by me and disapeared.
The worst of the worst was a mile long downhill of just boulder hopping with no outlets to either side. Guys were littered all over the trail puking, broken down or laying exhausted in the shade of what few bushes there were. I caught up to Thumbs near the bottom, an came across Eel shortly after with his tire ripped off the rim. I stopped to help him as he was trying to put it back on using some allen wrenches as tire irons. I had a spark plug wrench in my pack and it did the trick. Off we went. I caught up to Thumbs at the top of another rediculous climb and we rode together awhile until he did some more rock sampleing.
I rode all by myself for quite along time after that. I even hit a rock off the trail in 3rd gear and went over the bars, landing about 20 ft front the bike. After laying there a bit and contenplating life, I picked myself back up and continued on. I guess everyone I passed and the guys on rows behind me had quit, because no one cought up to me. I finished the race at 3:30PM in a total 5 hours. Big thanks to Bundys kids drenching me with ice water back at the truck. FYI Red Bull is not a good call before a long desert race. It made me want to hurl.
$42 to enter, $22 for the D37, $40 for gas, and about $100 worth of bike repairs and a Sunday night full of cramping up. Man you gotta love this sport.
See you next race. :aj:
Went out to the D37 Enduro at Red Mountain this weekend.
I scrambled to make it, I was extremely hung over from an all night Texas hold em tourney on Friday (not the best call before a race), and my rear suspension was finally ready to go Saturday at 4PM. I hauled ass out to the desert and put it together it the dark. It was getting late so after a few Yamaha Big Wheel night rides, we called it a night up at hotel Bundy. Thanks for the accomidations. I feel I got off cheep because unlike Thumbs, I didn't even have to sleep with his sister :laugh: JK.
Sunday 6AM up and at em. Eel pulls in a little later and we go get signed up for the race. Thumbs, Eel and I all get on minute 88. :ohmy: That means 348 get to tear up the course in front of us. better than that the start is delayed an hour because the ambulance had to leave and come back.
Finally 10:28 we are ready to go, The keytime is on an analog clock, yet the starter won't let us leave. She holds us up (she got confused) and all of us reset our keytime to her start time (which was wrong.) Luckily Eel had the real keytime still on his watch and we figured out how to reset at our first break.
Loop 1 continued through whoops, whoops and whoops breaking it up with the occasional rock section then more whoops. It wasn't very challenging just tiring. Personlly, I like our club layouts 10 times better. The end of loop 2 was fun as we finally got to some newer trail. (read fewer/not as deep whoops) We had some much slower riders in front of us so we would pass them through the dust and then at the next time reset they would catch back up and get in front as we waited for our minute.
Loop 2;
Read I should've signed up for only 1 loop.
We started out on the same course as loop 1, only know over 700 bikes had torn it up. It was really, really, really rough. We got to the split and then things just got stupid from there. Of course the speeds increased, and the course got 5 times harder. There wasn't anything you couldn't do if you were fresh but after 50 miles, and 2.5 hours of racing in 95 degree weather, it was all you could do to hang onto the bike. I blew a turn and Thumbs and Eel went by me and disapeared.
The worst of the worst was a mile long downhill of just boulder hopping with no outlets to either side. Guys were littered all over the trail puking, broken down or laying exhausted in the shade of what few bushes there were. I caught up to Thumbs near the bottom, an came across Eel shortly after with his tire ripped off the rim. I stopped to help him as he was trying to put it back on using some allen wrenches as tire irons. I had a spark plug wrench in my pack and it did the trick. Off we went. I caught up to Thumbs at the top of another rediculous climb and we rode together awhile until he did some more rock sampleing.
I rode all by myself for quite along time after that. I even hit a rock off the trail in 3rd gear and went over the bars, landing about 20 ft front the bike. After laying there a bit and contenplating life, I picked myself back up and continued on. I guess everyone I passed and the guys on rows behind me had quit, because no one cought up to me. I finished the race at 3:30PM in a total 5 hours. Big thanks to Bundys kids drenching me with ice water back at the truck. FYI Red Bull is not a good call before a long desert race. It made me want to hurl.
$42 to enter, $22 for the D37, $40 for gas, and about $100 worth of bike repairs and a Sunday night full of cramping up. Man you gotta love this sport.
See you next race. :aj:
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