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Can't Wait For Tuesdays
- Mar 17, 2002
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I Cleaned It!!!!!
My first section, that is. And it all went downhill from there! :whiner: Nonetheless, those who know me know that I always post about my rides, good or bad, and this one is no exception! I just got home and I'm sore, stiff, bruised, in need of two more Advil.
I experienced my first Trials event this weekend, the Tooth Fairy Trials at La Porte, CA. I don't own a Trials bike, so I was going to ride my kTm between stations and Karna and I were going to switch off riding each section on her Montessa 315R. I had ridden her Trials bike a total of 1.7 minutes before the event, and one time I rode a demo at the Cow Palace. I figured that would be enough (lol!)
Karna, Justin and I drive the 3 hours or so North to La Porte, a beautiful mountain town in the high sierras. The event is going to consist of the Saturday Family Trials and the real event on Sunday. To me this is kind of like the Wild Piglet/Wild Boar Enduro where the Saturday event is more of a fun, family oriented event. I'm feeling no pressure and I'm looking forward to riding the 4 line.
I honestly thought it would go like this: Ride the bike through a section and manuever through a few turns, maybe roll over a little rock or something. Pick up points when I have to put my foot down. If I simply must crash, I get a 5. This a FAMILY style Trials event, right? I'm thinking I can handle it.
We get to the parking area and change into our gear. I notice that everyone has the Trials style open face helmet. I see gear with weird, unfamiliar names like "Hebe" and "Clice". I see a few guys sporting these lycra looking unitards and I think of blue Gumbys. This must be the uniform of the pros? I also see a fair amount of Thor, Fox, MSR and the full face helmet I am used to, so I figure I won't stand out too much.
I ride my kTm over to the sign in area to renew my AMA membership and sign up for the Novice 4 Line group. That's when I started sticking out like a sore thumb. People were oggling my kTm and asking me all kinds of questions about it, almost like they'd never seen one before. Justin told me later that it would be like when someone brought a Trials bike to an enduro and due to unfamiliarity, people usually ask about it and want to know more about it. He said the trials community might not necessarily have the same familiarity with an enduro bike like mine.
Justin is going to be our "minder" and we head to the first section after the rider's meeting. Everyone's heading down the fireroad to our first section. There's a little mud puddle on the right and I instinctively gravitate toward it. I later apologize to the two guys on trials bikes behind me who I just roosted.:o I really wasn't thinking. (Trials people don't do that to each other?)
I watch a few riders go through the first section. It looks easy enough. Go over a little mound of dirt, make a sweeping right hand over a small rock garden while negotiating a tree, stay in the lines and exit the section. Karna goes through with no trouble and gets a zero score. I am a little "butterflied" now but quell the feeling and get ready for my turn. My biggest issue is starts. They are not smooth, but rather jerky. I get on the pegs and meander my way through the section....over the rocks....Justins telling me to look ahead, I do and then exit the section. SECTION CLEANED!!! Man that was a piece of cake! I'm ready to give the Montessa back to Karna and get on my kTm and get to the next section.
We head through some more fire road and then a little single track and a downhill and then what's this??? We have to go over a long rock garden of sorts to get to more trail that leads us to the section. :think: What's with the rock garden? I thought the "technical" stuff was saved for the different check points. Okay, whatever, but I'm thinking some kids are going to have trouble getting in between sections......
Section 2 was a little more tricky: Up and over a mound, semi sharp left hander, tight left hander to get around a large rock, left handed off cambre down into a rock garden the UP a hill to the end. I walk the line like everyone else.....I think I can do it. I notice all the youngins from the last section didn't seem to have any trouble getting to Section 2.
When its my turn, I wobble a bit getting started but move forward. I instinctively pull in the clutch because I need to slow down to make the right hander...I then rev the throttle to keep my rpms up....boy I'm making a lot of noise and I'm not going anywhere to boot. I get down to that rock and have to put my foot down. I go to sit and......there's no seat! Damn, I gotta remember that seat thing....this is getting kinda ugly. Why am I sweating so much? ITs really hot out.....Man I didn't realize 20 people were going to be watching me do this! I paddle my way around the rock and get moving toward the off-camber. I know I'm going to need some momentum. I'm clutching and revving , clutch-rev, clutch-rev, rev rev rev......! Justin, my trusty minder, is trying to tell me something but I can't hear him over the sound of my revving engine. I dab dab dab paddle paddle paddle my way through the off camber without falling over and then gun it to get up the hill. I think my score was a three, coulda been a 5. I'm hot and sweaty and I just want to get back on my kTm and head down the road to the next section...cool off and regroup.
Section 3 looks a lot easier...or so I thought. I nice loopy circle through some trees. I get a jerky start again. I somehow get through the section. The checker, a very nice gentleman, informs me that he must give me a score of 5 "for going backwards" :ugg:
Karna has been cleaning most of her sections, doing great. Justin pulls me aside and asks me to do about a dozen "starts" I'm kind of hot and sweaty and tired and my legs are starting to hurt from all this standing. All this waiting for my turn and all these spectating eyes have got me feeling somewhat flustered. I just want some water and a cool place to take my helmet off and rest a bit. I do the dozen or so "starts" that Justin wants me to do. Start, Stop, Start, Stop. I manage to actually balance on the Montessa for a few brief moments and this gets a "Wow Nanu!" out of both Karna and Justin (their son calls me Nanu) I'm feeling better. Time to go to the fourth section.
We have to take some twisty single track up a hill to the next section. Again I wonder why they make getting from section to section a little technical? What's up with that??? How do the kids handle it? We get up to the top and I notice all the kids have made it and all seem to be cleaning this section. Shaley loose rocks, a tight left hander, go between two trees, left hander, exit. I paddle my way through this one, but the checker gives me a 5 "for killing the engine"
Station Five: a complete rock garden, left hander, left hander, exit. This time I get a score of 5 "for losing momentum" :think: By this time I was REALLY tired, wore out, okay a little irritable, sweating like a pig, confused, feeling weird about the Montessa and how to handle it, this whole not being able to sit thing, all these eyes watching me, etc......I questioned the checker's thought process on the 5 since I had stopped before on another station and gotten a three and what the heck was "loss of momentum" anyway? "Its still a 5" she informed me, with just a hint of a raised eyebrow and clenched lips.
The last section, 6, look a whole lot more fun than all these other sections and I was sooooooooo ready for a little relief. I had sucked down the last of my water and I was in dire need a little boost to my confidence. The section looked easy enough. A little uphill, a few rocks, trees, loop to the right, exit. I got a score of three this time, so I must a have dabbed a few times. No loss of momentun this time, however.
Karna tells me that she is going to take our score cards to the main desk and pick up two more. She tells me to meet her back at section 1 and we will start the loop again. I agree and head to the truck to refill my water supply. Man am I wore out. This trials stuff is a lot more difficult than I imagined. I'm shakey and spent. My kTm feels like a familiar old friend and I savor my little ride back to section one. No one is there except a few folks taking their turn. Karna and Justin are not here yet so I find some shade and take off my helmet. The checker recognizes me as the girl who is sharing a bike with another rider. I wait a while longer and wonder where Karna is, but I'm so wore out and hot that I dont' really care if she takes all day to show up, this shade is nice. Justin rides up and informs me that Karna has already completed sections 1-4 and they were wondering if I got lost so he came looking. I guess I took too long getting my water and taking "a little break" back at the truck.
Karna has been cleaning almost all of her checks! We decide that she will finish sections 5 & 6, then start her third loop at the same time that I start my second. Works for me.
By the Section 2, people are starting to recognize me as "The girl who rides a kTm, who is borrowing a bike with another competitor, who uses her clutch too much and revs the engine too much Trials Newb" Well call a spade a spade. Nice people were giving me all kinds of advice about my little clutching problem. Justin was trying to mind me the best he could, but after a while he was just trying to make sure I didn't kill myself. He rode the Montessa out of one section I had a particularly nice crash and burn (I went OVER the small boulder I was supposed to go AROUND)
Two more crash and burns (Talk about "loss of momentum"!) and I called it a day. I got through about one and a half loops and that was it. Karna did splendidly and cleaned most of her checks. Karna, you rock!
As wore out and stupid as I felt, I still had a great Triple Epiphany that day: I am in dire need of cardio workouts, Trials is a lot harder than it looks, and I met a lot of really great people who I greatly admired for their skill and perseverance. It was fun watching the folks on the expert line do their stuff.
That night, we camped near a friend's cabin and enjoyed a BBQ feast with about 15 others. It was a bit odd for me not to be in charge of the kitchen and cooking stuff, but in my sore and wore out state, I really didn't mind one bit. Two Captain Morgan and Diet Cokes later and I was in a blissful state of peace after my tribulating day of trials.
Sunday was the "main" trails event of The Tooth Fairy. My plan was to ride my kTm around from section to section and cheer on Karna and Justin, who were entered in the day's event. Justin was riding in the Sportsman Class and Karna in Novice.
Okay, here's how my spectating went: I follow Justin and Karna to Section One; encounter nice fat log, case it and get stuck good; dig nice hole with back tire. Get rescued by Justin who really doesn't have time for this but is such a nice guy does it anyway. Encounter steep single track uphill with rut and silty dirt. Crash near bottom of hill. Have to pull bike around by back tire and consider trying again. By this time I am once again hot, tired, deflated, feeling stupid and loser-ish. I figure I better just get back to the fire road and find a section that is easier to get to and wait to see Karna and Justin then. Getting back over the log went about the same, but this time when I cased it, I turned off the engine, shut off the gas and HEAVED the bike by the back tire as far as I could. The bike was laying on its side on the other side of the log, mission accoplished. I picked it up, rested a sec, then headed out.
What IS UP with all this technical stuff IN BETWEEN sections? I even make a lousy spectator!! I can't even get to the sections on my kTm!!!!!!!!!!! The day was still fun, as the social butterfly in my stuffed down the feelings of inadequacy and loser-ism as I made friends with all the checkers at the sections along the fire road. I met quite a few interesting people, including Dee, a 70'ish woman who snagged her current boyfriend while riding her quad in the nearby foothills. You go girl!
I made one more attempt to follow Karna and Justin to other sections. I was well rested and hydrated by that time and I figured I would not encounter any more logs and silty uphill singletracks. Surely, it would not be as difficult as it was this morning.
20 yards into our trek, I find myself upside down in a short, but chunky creek gully. I wave Karna and Justin on. I get my bike out of the gully and again I am exhausted. I get back on the bike and proceed into a rock garden that kicks my butt even more. I'm on the ground two more times and this time I decide to head back to safer territory. I have to get back across that creek gully and try to do it right this time and partially succeed by getting the front wheel on the other side of the bank before I crash. All I need to do now is pull my rear tire up and out and I'm golden. Another Trials participant aids me in this last step (because I was blocking the trail???) Anyway, that is IT for spectating. I go back and hang out with Dee at friendly Station 5 and help her punch cards. I meet some more riders and have a great afternoon. I see Karna and Justin a couple more times and cheer them on. They both do great in their class and Trophy at the end of the day.
Overall, a great weekend, I always have fun! My thoughts on trials are tempered with the realization that I have a long way to go. I will probably give it another try, but I'm going to work on it some more before I do. I have a HUGE admiration for the folks who compete in Trials events, it is incredibly more demanding than I had originally thought. My goodness, what I have learned this weekend.
Thanks to Karna and Justin for all the support and fun times! You're the BEST ride buds ever!
My first section, that is. And it all went downhill from there! :whiner: Nonetheless, those who know me know that I always post about my rides, good or bad, and this one is no exception! I just got home and I'm sore, stiff, bruised, in need of two more Advil.
I experienced my first Trials event this weekend, the Tooth Fairy Trials at La Porte, CA. I don't own a Trials bike, so I was going to ride my kTm between stations and Karna and I were going to switch off riding each section on her Montessa 315R. I had ridden her Trials bike a total of 1.7 minutes before the event, and one time I rode a demo at the Cow Palace. I figured that would be enough (lol!)
Karna, Justin and I drive the 3 hours or so North to La Porte, a beautiful mountain town in the high sierras. The event is going to consist of the Saturday Family Trials and the real event on Sunday. To me this is kind of like the Wild Piglet/Wild Boar Enduro where the Saturday event is more of a fun, family oriented event. I'm feeling no pressure and I'm looking forward to riding the 4 line.
I honestly thought it would go like this: Ride the bike through a section and manuever through a few turns, maybe roll over a little rock or something. Pick up points when I have to put my foot down. If I simply must crash, I get a 5. This a FAMILY style Trials event, right? I'm thinking I can handle it.
We get to the parking area and change into our gear. I notice that everyone has the Trials style open face helmet. I see gear with weird, unfamiliar names like "Hebe" and "Clice". I see a few guys sporting these lycra looking unitards and I think of blue Gumbys. This must be the uniform of the pros? I also see a fair amount of Thor, Fox, MSR and the full face helmet I am used to, so I figure I won't stand out too much.
I ride my kTm over to the sign in area to renew my AMA membership and sign up for the Novice 4 Line group. That's when I started sticking out like a sore thumb. People were oggling my kTm and asking me all kinds of questions about it, almost like they'd never seen one before. Justin told me later that it would be like when someone brought a Trials bike to an enduro and due to unfamiliarity, people usually ask about it and want to know more about it. He said the trials community might not necessarily have the same familiarity with an enduro bike like mine.
Justin is going to be our "minder" and we head to the first section after the rider's meeting. Everyone's heading down the fireroad to our first section. There's a little mud puddle on the right and I instinctively gravitate toward it. I later apologize to the two guys on trials bikes behind me who I just roosted.:o I really wasn't thinking. (Trials people don't do that to each other?)
I watch a few riders go through the first section. It looks easy enough. Go over a little mound of dirt, make a sweeping right hand over a small rock garden while negotiating a tree, stay in the lines and exit the section. Karna goes through with no trouble and gets a zero score. I am a little "butterflied" now but quell the feeling and get ready for my turn. My biggest issue is starts. They are not smooth, but rather jerky. I get on the pegs and meander my way through the section....over the rocks....Justins telling me to look ahead, I do and then exit the section. SECTION CLEANED!!! Man that was a piece of cake! I'm ready to give the Montessa back to Karna and get on my kTm and get to the next section.
We head through some more fire road and then a little single track and a downhill and then what's this??? We have to go over a long rock garden of sorts to get to more trail that leads us to the section. :think: What's with the rock garden? I thought the "technical" stuff was saved for the different check points. Okay, whatever, but I'm thinking some kids are going to have trouble getting in between sections......
Section 2 was a little more tricky: Up and over a mound, semi sharp left hander, tight left hander to get around a large rock, left handed off cambre down into a rock garden the UP a hill to the end. I walk the line like everyone else.....I think I can do it. I notice all the youngins from the last section didn't seem to have any trouble getting to Section 2.
When its my turn, I wobble a bit getting started but move forward. I instinctively pull in the clutch because I need to slow down to make the right hander...I then rev the throttle to keep my rpms up....boy I'm making a lot of noise and I'm not going anywhere to boot. I get down to that rock and have to put my foot down. I go to sit and......there's no seat! Damn, I gotta remember that seat thing....this is getting kinda ugly. Why am I sweating so much? ITs really hot out.....Man I didn't realize 20 people were going to be watching me do this! I paddle my way around the rock and get moving toward the off-camber. I know I'm going to need some momentum. I'm clutching and revving , clutch-rev, clutch-rev, rev rev rev......! Justin, my trusty minder, is trying to tell me something but I can't hear him over the sound of my revving engine. I dab dab dab paddle paddle paddle my way through the off camber without falling over and then gun it to get up the hill. I think my score was a three, coulda been a 5. I'm hot and sweaty and I just want to get back on my kTm and head down the road to the next section...cool off and regroup.
Section 3 looks a lot easier...or so I thought. I nice loopy circle through some trees. I get a jerky start again. I somehow get through the section. The checker, a very nice gentleman, informs me that he must give me a score of 5 "for going backwards" :ugg:
Karna has been cleaning most of her sections, doing great. Justin pulls me aside and asks me to do about a dozen "starts" I'm kind of hot and sweaty and tired and my legs are starting to hurt from all this standing. All this waiting for my turn and all these spectating eyes have got me feeling somewhat flustered. I just want some water and a cool place to take my helmet off and rest a bit. I do the dozen or so "starts" that Justin wants me to do. Start, Stop, Start, Stop. I manage to actually balance on the Montessa for a few brief moments and this gets a "Wow Nanu!" out of both Karna and Justin (their son calls me Nanu) I'm feeling better. Time to go to the fourth section.
We have to take some twisty single track up a hill to the next section. Again I wonder why they make getting from section to section a little technical? What's up with that??? How do the kids handle it? We get up to the top and I notice all the kids have made it and all seem to be cleaning this section. Shaley loose rocks, a tight left hander, go between two trees, left hander, exit. I paddle my way through this one, but the checker gives me a 5 "for killing the engine"
Station Five: a complete rock garden, left hander, left hander, exit. This time I get a score of 5 "for losing momentum" :think: By this time I was REALLY tired, wore out, okay a little irritable, sweating like a pig, confused, feeling weird about the Montessa and how to handle it, this whole not being able to sit thing, all these eyes watching me, etc......I questioned the checker's thought process on the 5 since I had stopped before on another station and gotten a three and what the heck was "loss of momentum" anyway? "Its still a 5" she informed me, with just a hint of a raised eyebrow and clenched lips.
The last section, 6, look a whole lot more fun than all these other sections and I was sooooooooo ready for a little relief. I had sucked down the last of my water and I was in dire need a little boost to my confidence. The section looked easy enough. A little uphill, a few rocks, trees, loop to the right, exit. I got a score of three this time, so I must a have dabbed a few times. No loss of momentun this time, however.
Karna tells me that she is going to take our score cards to the main desk and pick up two more. She tells me to meet her back at section 1 and we will start the loop again. I agree and head to the truck to refill my water supply. Man am I wore out. This trials stuff is a lot more difficult than I imagined. I'm shakey and spent. My kTm feels like a familiar old friend and I savor my little ride back to section one. No one is there except a few folks taking their turn. Karna and Justin are not here yet so I find some shade and take off my helmet. The checker recognizes me as the girl who is sharing a bike with another rider. I wait a while longer and wonder where Karna is, but I'm so wore out and hot that I dont' really care if she takes all day to show up, this shade is nice. Justin rides up and informs me that Karna has already completed sections 1-4 and they were wondering if I got lost so he came looking. I guess I took too long getting my water and taking "a little break" back at the truck.
Karna has been cleaning almost all of her checks! We decide that she will finish sections 5 & 6, then start her third loop at the same time that I start my second. Works for me.
By the Section 2, people are starting to recognize me as "The girl who rides a kTm, who is borrowing a bike with another competitor, who uses her clutch too much and revs the engine too much Trials Newb" Well call a spade a spade. Nice people were giving me all kinds of advice about my little clutching problem. Justin was trying to mind me the best he could, but after a while he was just trying to make sure I didn't kill myself. He rode the Montessa out of one section I had a particularly nice crash and burn (I went OVER the small boulder I was supposed to go AROUND)
Two more crash and burns (Talk about "loss of momentum"!) and I called it a day. I got through about one and a half loops and that was it. Karna did splendidly and cleaned most of her checks. Karna, you rock!
As wore out and stupid as I felt, I still had a great Triple Epiphany that day: I am in dire need of cardio workouts, Trials is a lot harder than it looks, and I met a lot of really great people who I greatly admired for their skill and perseverance. It was fun watching the folks on the expert line do their stuff.
That night, we camped near a friend's cabin and enjoyed a BBQ feast with about 15 others. It was a bit odd for me not to be in charge of the kitchen and cooking stuff, but in my sore and wore out state, I really didn't mind one bit. Two Captain Morgan and Diet Cokes later and I was in a blissful state of peace after my tribulating day of trials.
Sunday was the "main" trails event of The Tooth Fairy. My plan was to ride my kTm around from section to section and cheer on Karna and Justin, who were entered in the day's event. Justin was riding in the Sportsman Class and Karna in Novice.
Okay, here's how my spectating went: I follow Justin and Karna to Section One; encounter nice fat log, case it and get stuck good; dig nice hole with back tire. Get rescued by Justin who really doesn't have time for this but is such a nice guy does it anyway. Encounter steep single track uphill with rut and silty dirt. Crash near bottom of hill. Have to pull bike around by back tire and consider trying again. By this time I am once again hot, tired, deflated, feeling stupid and loser-ish. I figure I better just get back to the fire road and find a section that is easier to get to and wait to see Karna and Justin then. Getting back over the log went about the same, but this time when I cased it, I turned off the engine, shut off the gas and HEAVED the bike by the back tire as far as I could. The bike was laying on its side on the other side of the log, mission accoplished. I picked it up, rested a sec, then headed out.
What IS UP with all this technical stuff IN BETWEEN sections? I even make a lousy spectator!! I can't even get to the sections on my kTm!!!!!!!!!!! The day was still fun, as the social butterfly in my stuffed down the feelings of inadequacy and loser-ism as I made friends with all the checkers at the sections along the fire road. I met quite a few interesting people, including Dee, a 70'ish woman who snagged her current boyfriend while riding her quad in the nearby foothills. You go girl!
I made one more attempt to follow Karna and Justin to other sections. I was well rested and hydrated by that time and I figured I would not encounter any more logs and silty uphill singletracks. Surely, it would not be as difficult as it was this morning.
20 yards into our trek, I find myself upside down in a short, but chunky creek gully. I wave Karna and Justin on. I get my bike out of the gully and again I am exhausted. I get back on the bike and proceed into a rock garden that kicks my butt even more. I'm on the ground two more times and this time I decide to head back to safer territory. I have to get back across that creek gully and try to do it right this time and partially succeed by getting the front wheel on the other side of the bank before I crash. All I need to do now is pull my rear tire up and out and I'm golden. Another Trials participant aids me in this last step (because I was blocking the trail???) Anyway, that is IT for spectating. I go back and hang out with Dee at friendly Station 5 and help her punch cards. I meet some more riders and have a great afternoon. I see Karna and Justin a couple more times and cheer them on. They both do great in their class and Trophy at the end of the day.
Overall, a great weekend, I always have fun! My thoughts on trials are tempered with the realization that I have a long way to go. I will probably give it another try, but I'm going to work on it some more before I do. I have a HUGE admiration for the folks who compete in Trials events, it is incredibly more demanding than I had originally thought. My goodness, what I have learned this weekend.
Thanks to Karna and Justin for all the support and fun times! You're the BEST ride buds ever!