The Psycowpath Race #3 Lewis and Clark

This race was fun, I raced Cat 2 and got pasted. The best part happened even before I started. Qman got his first podium with a 3rd place finish in the kids race. I was so proud of him racing with the big kids on his tiny bike. His legs were pumping so fast...it was awesome. I have got to figure out how to make cool videos from these clips...anyway Quinn was so not impressed with his 3rd place ribbon. This is a quote from a true champion...after coming back under the tree where we were sitting he looked pissed and he said "I was standing on the small one." Qman takes after his old man and his old man before him and on up the chain...he can't except second place and third even though he was half the size and half the age filled him with disgust. I was bursting when the little bugger finished with class. He does a stop exactly on the finish line as if to say...that's right I'm here 3rd bitches, but I'm coming back with a better bike next year! 10th out of 11...jeezaloo. Results.

Q racing in style!

The bros sit at the Lewis and Clark monument with the big O! in the background.
One last shot of the two racers...Mack is in the truck totally not interested.

I'm hot and tired, the fans are bored...

Totally pumped at the start...red socks to match helmet. Notice the cool Sombas and his personal homage to the fam in Maine.

Q looks at the kid on top as if to say hey good job what are you like 10? Dude look at your bike next to mine what did you expect?

The very exciting start of the kid race.




The extra classy finish...what style.

Looks like Jess found a vantage spot in the shade pretty far from the action...the little black dot is me after a long climb.

The 12 hour enduro

Ouch. I made it. The chain blew up after the first lap and took out my middle and small chain ring. I did 6 laps in "the dog." It brought my speed up but at a great cost. I friggen blew up after 9 laps and lots of standing up out of the saddle. I know I could handle a single speed now though...I took a 20 minute break at around 2am and decided to give the busted up middle ring a try. I literally hit it with a hammer a few times and smashed it with a screwdriver (secretly thinking/hoping it would be futile)...crazily and against all odds somehow the middle chain ring started working...wierd. I rolled out 4 more laps on my wobbly legs. My first few laps were 33-37 minutes...nearing the end they were up to 55 minutes...13 laps for a sad taint inducing record of 72 miles 1/2 single speed 1/2 geared 12 hours...Results 7th out of 25 solo and 16th out of 41 including teams.

The Bone Bender Fiasco

Well, the Bone Bender was a bust. Rain pretty much ruined what looked to be a very clean and fast trail. I rode 1/2 mile pushed, carried, and cleaned mud for 3 miles...then turned off the trail cleaned for five minutes to get the sled rideable and rode back on asphalt in granny gear (b/c she refused to shift any longer) I followed countless muddy tire tracks back to the start/finish. And met a bunch of cool people who were smart enough to ride in. I felt pretty shitty to quit after throwing a fit and making the clan come to cheer. 6 hours of driving and 1 hour and a half of riding....

Before race...ignorance is bliss.

Where are my shoulders?

Dude, I want Evan and the boys to make me some Rocket Legs...I didn't even open the go fast juice.

Q-Man and Little Red are trying to figure out how I got second place b/c Jess got all excited when she saw me and said "your in second" I said no I quit...it didn't register...I think she still thought I was in second...she was like no only one other person has come in...I said I rode back...she looked spooked like who are you...you skinny quitter...oh well.

The start was LeMans style whatever that is.

I drank more beer than race juice...after the ride if you can call it that...one of the promoters felt sorry for me and gave me one of his 6 beers...now that is a nice race promoter...I will be back next year. Honestly, it wasn't a complete waste...what a great park, and a great group of trail guys. This dude even tossed me a free jacket b/c he felt so darn sorry that the trail wasn't perfect. There were actually people making full laps...so I felt pretty sorry for quitting.

Thanks for trying guys...see you next year.