I manned one of the stations. The front three were very fast, Mitch came in with another rider a few minutes later. By then I'd got my note passing skills down except for one rider that I'd missed and had to chase after. Someone else snuck by in the wrong direction so I had to chase her down too.

About twenty odd riders in all, some flyin', some suckin' wind. It was fun for me too except no one told me when the race was over so I sat on the side of the road for an extra hour until I called the guy at the station ahead of me who told me it was done. Also freaked out some regular road cyclists as there was enough regular bike traffic to make me wave a next checkpoint paper at a few of them if they came by fast enough.

A good time though. Next year I'll be racing in it. Missed out on the after-party, though. I had some stuff to do around home and was already running on about four hours sleep.