First race of the season is in the books. If this was the Single Speed Worlds I’d have a nice DFL tattoo or brand, ha. Quick writeup: I raced in the Single Speed class, which had 12 entries. There were three DNF’s, so I ended up coming in 9th. I may not be the fastest (not by a long shot), but I usually finish, ha.
Longer writeup: I found myself waking up at what would normally be 8:20 AM, which would be plenty of time to pack up the bike stuff and make the two hour drive down to Oilville, VA, about 15 miles north of Richmond. But, due to the government seeing that our economy is in shambles and deciding to move DST up three weeks, my wakeup time was actually 9:20 AM. Just a quick side note, the last time DST was moved ahead, the golf industry pulled in something to the tune of an extra 400 million of income. Anyway, I quickly got up and started pulling my stuff together and packed the car, said goodbye to my wonderful wife who made sure I didn’t walk out the door without a piece of fruit and a cup of coffee. On the road by 10:00 AM, race starts at noon, so I start trucking down there. Got to the park with about 10 minutes to spare, quickly signed in (preregistered a couple days earlier), and changed and starting getting the bike ready. Turns out they must have been a little behind, as my race didn’t end up starting until probably 12:30 PM. Before the race I got a chance to see another DCMTB teammate Lorena (who I think did really well in the Pro/Expert class), who was warming up. Joel was supposed to show, but due to some last minute family stuff had to bow it, thus is the life of a family man playing a mountain biker.
So we roll up to the line, Single Speed class was the last class to get on the course. Not a big deal for me, but for any of the super fast guys, they probably had to pass a few people. The whistle (megaphone) blows and we’re off on some gravel roads to jump into the singletrack. Surprisingly, it wasn’t quite the super fast sprint I was expecting. I was near the back of the pack, but the line was tight and close, close enough I had to step off on one of the dirt mounds the singletrack weaves through in the first couple of minutes. After about 10 minutes we we’re pretty spread out and I didn’t see too many people from then on.
The course was in superb shape. Evidently they missed out on all the snow and rain that we received all week up north. The trail was dry and fast, totally classic east coast singletrack - rooty with tons of flow and a few hills to get the heart rate up. My only problem with the trail is it had a lot of small stubs ranging from the just above the ground to probably 4 inches high. Mid first lap I was railing a slight downhill and leaning into a curve when I clipped a stub, bam! It was a rude awakening and the opposite foot went flying from it’s peddle and swung around and under my frame. Somehow I managed to save it and not run over my foot and pull myself from the bike, but I was definitely dazed in a sort of “what the hell just happened” kind of moment. It didn’t seem to hurt too bad at the moment, so I just kept pushing on. Pulled into the end of the lap where the obviously built a new section of trail just for the race. It was really wet, but it was soft and loamy and just sucked all the power you could throw at it. I ended up jumping off the bike and running up. Back on the bike and through the starting line to start lap number two.
Lap number two was much like lap number one. I saw only a few people, passed a few peeps and only got passed by a few of the Pro/Expert (who technically were lapping me) and Enduro racers (who had been riding since 9:30 AM). No stub incidents this time, which was nice. I walked the same hill again before the end of the lap. Finished in a tad under 1:40. For a sunny 65 degree Sunday, it was a great day on the bike. My first time on real dirt in quite a while and it felt good to get the heart rate up. The course was awesome and I’ll definitely consider racing the rest of the series!
After the race I hung out for a few minutes, saw Lorena finish her race, and then I jumped back in the car and headed home. Got some stuff done around the house and even managed to do a late night racking of my Belgian Wit onto some strawberries. Monday came around and damn, wouldn’t you know it, one stiff and sore ankle, ha. It’s still tight, but I’m going to try and loosen it up tonight…
Bottom line, if you are looking for a well run race and want a trail you can go all out and just rail at top speed as long as you can hold it, then this is the race for you!
DT
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