I never saw the hill look that good. How early in the day was that?
I guess I learned my lesson about traveling all the way across the state without a backup bike. Somehow my derailleur decided to go from mid-cassette to wrapped around my spoke coming down the hill to start my 3rd lap.
Spent the day scrambling to source parts to hopefully make it next weekend.
Enjoyed the overall atmosphere of the event, although there was nothing fun about the mud or dreary conditions.
Last lap of P/1/2, so around 2:30 PM. We chewed that course up royally.
Damn fun day.
Indeed you guys did. I rode the CX4 right after your race. It was soup! The best part of the race was the worn out p/1/2 guys yelling at the 4s. Hilarious. Bier! I was laughing my ass off with the little breath I could spare. One muddy turn had a guy yelling, "Get off your brakes! Go faster!" On the next lap I tried that. While I was picking myself up he yelled, "Go faster next time!" How the heck do you practice riding in that much mud? Gotta have tubulars at 23 psi I guess.
On the run-up someone threw a dollar bill into the mud. As we came around they were yelling, "Get the dollar!" I should have went back for it. No chance at placing so might as well have fun.
My favorite cheer to exhausted and suffering riders - and I've heard this at other races - is, "Cross is fun!"