Well, my big race of the year is
over. I am already planing next year. My
practice week went well. I qualified 3rd
despite the rule change allowing 550 twins
into what was once the 450 class. On race day
I beat my best time with an 11:04 and finished
3rd in class, 16th bike and 38th overall. It
was a solid run but my only mistake was a
jetting miss-calculation leaving my bike to
fat to pull top gear near the summit. Had I
done a better job of figuring out the air
density on race morning I am sure I would have
dropped the 6 seconds separating me from my
class winner. I watched a rider do a
celebratory peace sign across the finish line
and run off the road at speed into a boulder
field. No surviving such a crash. It was
violent, gruesome and a bit fucked up. Racing
the big mountain requires a lot of respect.
It was a very fun week hanging out with Gary
Inman, Sam Christmas, Cowboy my preacher, 'Hot
Carl' Sorensen and his 69 chevy van that made
it up and down the hill all week and all my
other friends and family that made it out.
This race is amazing and I recommend it to any
one who likes to be smacked in the face with
speed thrills.
5 podiums in 7 years. WOO HOO!