A Nimrods tale
Oh.............. it rained.....
Lap one okay started to rain
Lap two it started getting "Dicey"
Everything turned to that thick, black grease, about 1:30, and then it got worse.
Lap three........... much worse. The bike was sideways in the axe grease (mud) most of the time, you looked for rocks to provide traction... its was tough... The logs became "tooth eaters". The roots.... spent allot of time with one leg unclipped moto style in the corners.
Oh boy.... The "Steeps" dropping into the creeks.. Double "Oh boy"... Lap one they where fun, steep, rock steps, you could change direction by tail whipping the bike as you decended. Lap two they where truly frightening. The third lap…………..every line was gone, just black gease smeared everywhere.. You didn't know what was root, grease mud or rock dropping in. It became Russian roulette as you dropped in, hoped you made a good choice. Some did, others did not. Towards the end A few of the climbs just about became unwalkable, forgot about riding them.
Then at the end of lap three, (Survival mode) we popped out of the woods into the last field, less then a mile from the finish line. The guy in front of me went down, = the grass was wet, then I went down. Figures, stayed up the whole time then get dumped at the end.
My bike has soooooooooooooooooooo much mud......... all the gears are fused together solid. The same with the front....
BTW = 3740 ft of climbing in (3 laps) 19.5 miles