I tried to convince
the guys that our team uniforms should be like below, but I couldn’t talk the
Englishman and Newfie to join the tribe.
I did take one
tumble. Tearing down a piece of
singletrack downhill that curved right, and just came off the track enough that
the front wheel sunk into the very loose sand, and over I went…just short of a
rock garden. Heidi was a bit alarmed
when I came home looking like this:
Then Steve broke
his derailleur hanger on his last lap…while I waited for him to get my last lap
in. I knew something had to be wrong
because we were each averaging laps just over 30 minutes each, and he was over
45 minutes. He came by just past the
cutoff time for me to get our last lap in.
So we ended up in 8th place with 13 laps (the one extra lap
would have only put us in 7th).
Top 10, but we were hoping to be more competitive; but plenty of fun was
had.
The course was
fast for the most part, with a couple of long, loose, gravelly climbs to slow
down the lap times…and things got looser as the day wore on. However, there was lots of singletrack, which
made it tough to pass; so getting caught behind other riders was common.
As for EnglishJim,
on his first solo, got in the 8 laps I challenged him to shoot for…and he
flatted on one lap, otherwise he might have had 9!! Well done Mr. Jim!! Here is Steve congratulating Jim:
We finished the
day with refreshments, and recovery, waterside on our back deck (I peed in a
hole in the dirt behind our trailer).
So, with another race under our belts…time to train and try to get
faster for the next one.
Onward, ho!!
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