WARNING: There is a lot of leg in this picture, maybe too much.
The grindfest is in the bag. 2+ hours pushing at full throttle on that course was brutal, but I think all the finishers clocked in at or very near their target times. A shower, four loaded tacos, and a big honkin' bowl of apple pie and I am beginning to feel human again...
The course was in pretty good shape given all the rain this week. That crazy stretch of bridges, logs, rickety causeways, 4x6 handlebar grabbing posts, mud and brambles that was the gateway to the lakeside trail was transformed to something resembling the Santa Monica Freeway, complete with a chicken wire wrap to ensure good traction in wet weather. Rob, Jim, and I would like to take credit for it (we spent about an hour working on it on Saturday), but what we saw on Sunday was a definite improvement on our work - somebody was busy late Saturday.
As predicted the race claimed some bonkers on the 2nd lap. For example I passed one fellow near the top of the quarry climb who looked like he started with some game but at that point was pretty green around the gills and pleaded with me for food. There were a few others out there in the same predicament.
The results were impressive - we got a Riley onto the podium! Father and mother were very proud (yes, it was Mike's young son Sean that had the podium finish). This took the pressure off the rest of us and respectable times were turned in by the remaining riders (aside from our one fatal mechanical).
Our favorite park ranger was making the rounds on his ATV and strolling the field with his little ticket book drawn and ready. This was crimping our style until in a flash of brilliance we figured out that that a bike water bottle filled with beer and dangled casually in one hand is the perfect camoflage and allowed us to stroll the after party, choke down tube steaks, and most importantly drink with impunity. We finally closed down the afterparty around 3:00.
We now begin a new chapter of autumn riding, doing it just for the fun of it (no more "training" rides), and best of all welcome back a few riders that have been out of the saddle for way too long. We even have a NOOB climbing on board (got his bike yesterday).
A day of rest seems in order for tomorrow, but by Tuesday I suspect that rigor mortis will be settling in and the legs will need a spin to loosen up, so I'll go ahead and suggest a Tuesday night ride 8:30pm.
For those of us who have been pounding the crap out of MCSP the last month or so, there is serious interest in a long overdue roadie, sometime this weekend or next. If you think you might be interested, please chime in with weekend preference if any.
Relive our (mis)adventures at http://mo7s.blogspot.com/