It Just Doesn't Get any Better!

We decided to ride at McDowell mtn park this week and had a great time. The desert classic race will be there next week, and Brandon and I thought it would be fun to ride the course (or at least some part of it). I, as always, was not too sure as I got up at 5:45 on a Saturday morning, but was, as always, super glad I did when we got there. It was a little chilly, with a slight breeze, but was clear and crisp as the sun rose (the kind of morning that east coasters read about in travel magazines). As I unloaded my bike and waited for Brandon, I had a nice surprise when Zac and Ian rode up to greet me. I didn’t know they were riding here today and it was great to see them ( I cant say we rode with them, ‘cause there’s no way I can keep up). We did visit for a while and I got to meet Zac’s team manager Darren. Go get ‘em next week Zac!
Brandon arrived and we geared up and started out. The sport loop looked good (tech loop has a skull and crossbones on the trailhead in my trail book, so we avoided it!), so we headed that way. I was surprised that we didn’t see more riders on the trail since there were quite a few cars in the lot, but we only saw other riders once or twice. This area is bigger than it seems. Brandon had fixed his chain jumping under power with a new front sprocket, so I struggled to keep up ( I’m 43 and don’t have the thighs I used to!). note to self – get out more! The back side of the sport loop was crazy fun even for an old guy like me. Slightly downhill, carving and winding through tight arroyos in the nearly pristine desert. Wow. We made the short loop twice before it was time to go.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I pity the folks who never get out. To stay in the city all the time, and never get out to clean air and the beauty of nature, seems criminal. Especially when its so close to town! It’s just possible that most of the worlds problems could be solved by putting the parties involved on bikes and saying “race you to the top!”. Just existing together in nature with a common interest has amazing therapeutic effects. We’ll be out there next week cheering for Zac and hope to see you all out there.
Remember, NOW is the time to get out and ride!

...Ryan

Dust Devil series round 1, Estrella

Shock and Awe!! Thats the only thing I can say about today. It all sarterd about a week ago when I decided to actually race this round. For those of you who don't know, Estrella is the rockiest course in the whole valley. Which means tire choice is key. I have raced this race two times before, and still hadn't found a tire combination that I was happy with. Today that changed. The way it happened was an interesting story in its own right. I had an Intense System 4 2.25 on the front, and a Bontrager Jones ACX 2.0 on the back. They worked well in Brianhead 2 months ago in the silt there, and Estrella has a fair share of sand, so I thought the combo might work well here too. And sure enough it did! (trust your instincts!) While the 2.25 was alone over 700 grams, it was worth the extra weight to gain floatation to keep the tire from sinking in the sand. On the downhills, there was a lot of loose gravel and rocks and the larger tire displaced the rocks instead of being displaced by the rocks.

Now to the start of the race. Off the line I was second row, far right, which was not the place to be. My goal in the first mile was to get to second place, which I was able to do. I settled in behind the leader and let him do the work for the first climb. At the beginning of the second climb, I and the 3rd place rider passed the leader and set out on our own. I'll admit that I was hesitant to try and pull a gap over the Pro field (I'm Expert class). But you only live once and I chose to go for it. 2nd place held with me for the next couple of miles, but was unwilling to do some pulling, so I said "see ya", and left him behind (I could tell he was about stretched to his limit already- His desperate gasps for breath were a dead giveaway). Grabbing another gear, I hunkered down and set my own pace for the rest of that first loop. By the time I came through the feed zone, my lead had grown to about 3 min. I was able to hold that pace for the second loop, and extened the lead to 7 min.. At that point, I was feeling very positive about the race and followed coaches advice and put it in "cruise control" and just relaxed. When I came through for the final lap, My feed zone team was at the beach, which cost me a 2 min wait for water. Once I restarted and got over the cramps in my legs, I still could not see the second place rider. Thats when I knew I had it. In the end, I was around 9 min ahead of second place in expert class, and around 4 min ahead of the top pro. What an amazing ride (keep in mind, I'm only 18 yrs old).

I learned to race myself, and not necessarily the other riders today. I have been focusing on my form specifically the last couple of weeks, and it really has paid off. Just the form work, I feel, saved a tremendous amount of energy. Work on your form.

I Love This Weather!

The fall weather looks to be here finally, and I am loving it! Did something unusual for me today and left work exactly on time and headed for some trails. Brandon (thats him headed down the trail in the first pic) and I loaded up and were at the trailhead by 5:25. The light was beginning to fade, but ended in a great Arizona sunset. We get some great ones. It's amazing how each time I get out and ride, I say to myself; "why dont I do this more often?". Now that the weather is reasonable, maybe I'll get out more. The feeling of being out on the trail; just me, the bike, and good friends, is hard to beat. All the stress of work and life just fades away (or maybe gets pushed away by the strain and hard breathing!). We had the place to ourselves most of the time and saw no motorcycles, which was nice. The one other mountain biker we did meet wasn't having a great day. We met Danny on our way back. He had just demolished his new derailier on a knarly granite face (the boulders in the area are pretty cool). Like all the best outdoorsmen, Danny took his misfortune in good spirits. With a positive attitude that well exeplified the mountain biking world, he removed the broken part and his chain, and coasted/carved his way back down the trail. We thought that we'd get back way sooner than him, but his skills brought him back only shortly after us. My taking a wrong turn may have delayed our return to the truck slightly,but I was impressed by Dannys ability.

As the sun set, we loaded up and promised ourselves to get out more, now that the weather is more reasonable.

Welcome to the Blog World!

We are on our way back from Park City where we rode the Crest trail. Wow! Truly an epic ride! The weather got a little cold (couldn't stop shaking and had to stop to rest), but was worth every sacrifice. Will post some pictures and my feelings soon.