It was a great day yesterday wasn't it? A couple of my friends and I went. Took the camper over Friday night and stayed at the Legion campground next to the racetrack. Not the greatest part of town, but okay. Watched the racing all day, I got a kick out of the first race with the older guys. Most of them were in it just to ride the track with their fans cheering from the stands as they came by. Hey, anyone with $150 could do it! I knew that it would become an issue later though. THe younger divisions had some excellent riders and they had to negotiate the ones that were out for a leisurely stroll. Never saw any crashes but saw some taco'd wheels and road rash.
The "Lap Led by Lance" was disappointing if you were really intent on seeing Lance. There was an incredibly long line for staging and we were told "yes, Lance will be coming by and you will see him". Saw a motorcycle cop come from the opposite end he was coming from so figured it wouldn't be long now. It made sense that he'd have an escort to the start line. Well, he came by riding in a car (fast). One older woman said "there he went". Everyone else said, "who?" Lance had eluded all of us.
By the time we got on the track, he was long gone. We were only supposed to do one lap around the speedway but noticed some getting off and others staying on. The four of us chose to stay on. We did another lap and saw someone that hit the inside wall. How'd the heck that happen? They didn't let anyone do a third lap but as we were getting off the track, Lance came by riding in the opposite direction. I had already used up all my memory on my camera, figuring he wasn't going to be close enough for me to get a picture of him. By the time my friend realized what was going on, she got a picture of his butt going away from us. Oh well.
Fun was had by my whole group. Went back to the camper, changed clothes and came back for the Collective Soul concert. Sat under the trees for another hour, BSing with some crazy drunk dudes and then headed for home. Indy alternative rock stations are so much better than Cincinnati and we sang our lungs out to Disturbed, Hinder, Nickelback, Creed, Green Day. Collapsed in a heap when we all got home.
OH OH OH - almost forgot. We had such a great time laughing at the guys wearing time trial helmets and Zipp wheels that were "most of the time" getting lapped!