Sandlapper Report
Don arrives at my house Thursday about 5 PM as I return his phone call I missed. “Don-where you at?” “I’m in your dive way” I look out my window and there he is! We load up and head off to pick up Mike south east of Lansing. (fatherandson) We drive to the pre determined park and ride about 7:00 PM and get Mike, his bike and his stuff and we are off to South Carolina. We made it to south of Cincy the first night and find a truck stop to sleep at. The first one we tried was jam packed so the second one was way better. We take a nap and some time during the night a semi parks next to us and leaves the motor on so our sleep was cut short. About 6 Am we awake and take off to a Mc D’s for Breakfast and off we go again. Somewhere during Friday we discover the comedy channel in the Sirius radio and laugh our a$$ off. We take turns driving and finally arrive at the Enduro location about 5 PM Friday. We get out side and it’s freaking beautiful so we put on our shorts. (Don wears silk panites) We set up camp, hang out, work on bikes a bit and grill out side until a bit after dark. Friday nights entertainment is “caddyshack” and after the move we pass out.
Saturday Morning arrives and it’s just a beautiful sunny day that eventually gets to about 69 degrees. We have some coffee and breakfast and about noon we put on our gear for a “dual sport” ride. Off we go and Mike knows his way around from last year when he rode around during the race and was a spectator. We are just having a blast messing around on dirt roads and put about 30 miles on and call it quits. After changing into SHORTS we go watch the kids race for a while. We went to buy t shirts and they let us go through sign up early so swaeeeet! We get our numbers and get all our pre race stuff done – numbers on the bikes, route sheets set up and computers programmed. We are ready to race!!! Next comes hanging around in the pits and talking to people for a while and enjoying the weather- did I mention it was beautiful? Then it rained…this is awesome because it was dusty….but it didn’t rain much more than a half hour and then it was nice AGAIN. Ore hanging out in the pits and it’s dinner time. Lasagna is the racers choice tonight. We try to get the SX on the Sat Radio system but no dice so more comedy it is. We pass out early Sat night. We awake about 6:30 Sunday morning and Mike gets key time and we are about to put it into my computer and he notices my gas cap is missing. I figure Leroy is messing with me but he didn’t-it was stolen. So I happen to have a spare one but no rubber gasket for it. Randy Mastin had a chunk of rubber so while I’m getting my gear on Don fabricates me a gasket and fixes my cap. I’m good to go! Then Don realizes his steering dampener was stolen!!! Crap. Come to find out down here in the south there are various races that get hit by vandals that steal stuff from bikes to sell probably on crap-bay. So Don files a police report because the police are there investigating all the stuff stolen anyway. We finally get a chance to settle down and line up for our row. We’re riding with local hot shoe Tommy Veator a “AA” rider and another guy from Nebraska in the 200 A class.
Off we go and ride the road for about 3 miles until it’s time to check in and race. Sweet trails await us and it really cool until my arms pump up and I ride the first 10 mile section in survival mode. Don and I are pretty much together that section and Mike had a good rice and beat us by a couple minutes. At the reset the Mastin tryck is at the side of the road so wee stop and hang out with them, Don scores a spart Steering dampner and I get a chance to get rid of the arm pump so I now just am battling the muscle spasms in my back that I have been fighting for the last 2 weeks. At least this section is better with no arm pump and Mike again cleans our clocks and I sneak ahead of Don by a minutes in that section. Another reset and off we go again –Mike again gets us by a couple minutes and I sneak another minute on Don. Then it’s the Gas break and I finally get some Alieve in my system and the back muscles tend to relax a bit so I can ride with out much pain. It seems like we waited an eternity to finally get checked into the last section of the day after gas which ended up being 20 miles and it was awesome. I’m riding much better now and feeling pretty good. This section has 2 checks in it to take max points so in the middle Mike gets me by two and I get one back by the finish as he finished a minute ahead of me. Don cruised a few minutes back and we all had a great day with no injuries. I was particularly please to know that my strategy of going for a trail ride and not really pushing hard paid off as I went the entire race and never fell down once. Mike dropped 56, I dropped 67 and Don dropped 75. The race was awesome and the trails were some of the finest you could ask for-very similar to Michigan stuff but it was surprising that there were hardly any logs. It was just nice tight sandy single track with hardly much in the whoop department. FUN STUFF! Congratulations to Mike for a very fine ride and thanks to Don for making the trip-I think he’ll want to go back again. Those boys down sough have been riding year round and it shows as no one won any hardware in their class but Mike got 6th in his class -4 srtoke B, I got 5th in Masters B and Don was riding on Nappers number so he was riding out of his class in Vet B but he got 9th. So we all did respectable anyway and had a great time and had a nice trail ride. :yeehaw:
Don arrives at my house Thursday about 5 PM as I return his phone call I missed. “Don-where you at?” “I’m in your dive way” I look out my window and there he is! We load up and head off to pick up Mike south east of Lansing. (fatherandson) We drive to the pre determined park and ride about 7:00 PM and get Mike, his bike and his stuff and we are off to South Carolina. We made it to south of Cincy the first night and find a truck stop to sleep at. The first one we tried was jam packed so the second one was way better. We take a nap and some time during the night a semi parks next to us and leaves the motor on so our sleep was cut short. About 6 Am we awake and take off to a Mc D’s for Breakfast and off we go again. Somewhere during Friday we discover the comedy channel in the Sirius radio and laugh our a$$ off. We take turns driving and finally arrive at the Enduro location about 5 PM Friday. We get out side and it’s freaking beautiful so we put on our shorts. (Don wears silk panites) We set up camp, hang out, work on bikes a bit and grill out side until a bit after dark. Friday nights entertainment is “caddyshack” and after the move we pass out.
Saturday Morning arrives and it’s just a beautiful sunny day that eventually gets to about 69 degrees. We have some coffee and breakfast and about noon we put on our gear for a “dual sport” ride. Off we go and Mike knows his way around from last year when he rode around during the race and was a spectator. We are just having a blast messing around on dirt roads and put about 30 miles on and call it quits. After changing into SHORTS we go watch the kids race for a while. We went to buy t shirts and they let us go through sign up early so swaeeeet! We get our numbers and get all our pre race stuff done – numbers on the bikes, route sheets set up and computers programmed. We are ready to race!!! Next comes hanging around in the pits and talking to people for a while and enjoying the weather- did I mention it was beautiful? Then it rained…this is awesome because it was dusty….but it didn’t rain much more than a half hour and then it was nice AGAIN. Ore hanging out in the pits and it’s dinner time. Lasagna is the racers choice tonight. We try to get the SX on the Sat Radio system but no dice so more comedy it is. We pass out early Sat night. We awake about 6:30 Sunday morning and Mike gets key time and we are about to put it into my computer and he notices my gas cap is missing. I figure Leroy is messing with me but he didn’t-it was stolen. So I happen to have a spare one but no rubber gasket for it. Randy Mastin had a chunk of rubber so while I’m getting my gear on Don fabricates me a gasket and fixes my cap. I’m good to go! Then Don realizes his steering dampener was stolen!!! Crap. Come to find out down here in the south there are various races that get hit by vandals that steal stuff from bikes to sell probably on crap-bay. So Don files a police report because the police are there investigating all the stuff stolen anyway. We finally get a chance to settle down and line up for our row. We’re riding with local hot shoe Tommy Veator a “AA” rider and another guy from Nebraska in the 200 A class.
Off we go and ride the road for about 3 miles until it’s time to check in and race. Sweet trails await us and it really cool until my arms pump up and I ride the first 10 mile section in survival mode. Don and I are pretty much together that section and Mike had a good rice and beat us by a couple minutes. At the reset the Mastin tryck is at the side of the road so wee stop and hang out with them, Don scores a spart Steering dampner and I get a chance to get rid of the arm pump so I now just am battling the muscle spasms in my back that I have been fighting for the last 2 weeks. At least this section is better with no arm pump and Mike again cleans our clocks and I sneak ahead of Don by a minutes in that section. Another reset and off we go again –Mike again gets us by a couple minutes and I sneak another minute on Don. Then it’s the Gas break and I finally get some Alieve in my system and the back muscles tend to relax a bit so I can ride with out much pain. It seems like we waited an eternity to finally get checked into the last section of the day after gas which ended up being 20 miles and it was awesome. I’m riding much better now and feeling pretty good. This section has 2 checks in it to take max points so in the middle Mike gets me by two and I get one back by the finish as he finished a minute ahead of me. Don cruised a few minutes back and we all had a great day with no injuries. I was particularly please to know that my strategy of going for a trail ride and not really pushing hard paid off as I went the entire race and never fell down once. Mike dropped 56, I dropped 67 and Don dropped 75. The race was awesome and the trails were some of the finest you could ask for-very similar to Michigan stuff but it was surprising that there were hardly any logs. It was just nice tight sandy single track with hardly much in the whoop department. FUN STUFF! Congratulations to Mike for a very fine ride and thanks to Don for making the trip-I think he’ll want to go back again. Those boys down sough have been riding year round and it shows as no one won any hardware in their class but Mike got 6th in his class -4 srtoke B, I got 5th in Masters B and Don was riding on Nappers number so he was riding out of his class in Vet B but he got 9th. So we all did respectable anyway and had a great time and had a nice trail ride. :yeehaw:
