Boy oh boy, 24 hours of riding a mountain bike on a treacherous 7 mile loop.
Sounds fun, eh? Well it was a blast! Myself, Peggy, John E, and Phil decided to
approach this race as 24 hours of drinking with a few laps in between.
Unfortunately we were the only ones who showed up with kegs, and there didn't
seem to be too many other folks partying. Stinger was our support and managed to
keep the beer flowing and the grill smokin' the whole time, despite no water in
his body and cracked lips every time he smiled from dehydration. We elected John
to do the first lap since he bikes the most, the LaManns start just about killed
him but he made it. The course was quite technical and in several spots you
could see marks on trees from handlebars and pedals. The course wound up an old
ski mountain and you could see other riders, or their headlamps, at various
points. Oh yeah, you could also hear screams and twisting metal from crashes!
Laps were taking us anywhere from 47mins to 1:31. Stinger kept threatening my
life if I didn't get faster laps despite the beer intake and being up for hours
We were the only camp that didn't have bike racks, whole tool chests, and a
designated mechanic. Instead we had 2 kegs of Bristol, brats soaked in beer, and
a can of WD-40. All in all we were very pleased with our results and stamina
throughout the weekend. We ended up doing 5 laps each, and Peggy even did one
with a huge turtle shell on her back!
After John's first lap, a well deserved beer
Our highly technical camp...2 kegs,1 can of WD-40
The only training and conditioning involved
John sucking some wind after the LeManns start
Wouldn't have been the same unless Stinger ended the weekend with a kegstand
All laps done!
John's professional advice, "Yep Peggy, needs air"