Scootskipper
Husqvarna
AA Class
Ride report from hell
It had rained the night before and it was pretty greasy. I actually started out doing really well. I had a slow start, but started catching people in the woods quickly. Apparently most of the young bucks were just being too aggressive in the slick conditions. I was just cruising along having a blast but about a third of the way in to an eight mile lap, my tires got packed and from there on it was an epic struggle just to get anywhere. I fell at least three times each on several hills. Anywhere that it was the least bit off camber, I was on the floor! I wasn't the only one having trouble. There were crashes everywhere. At one point, I was attempting to recover from having fallen back down the same hill about three times, some guy came along with his bike on fire! People were running towards him at first, but someone yelled that it was going to blow up and they quickly turned around and ran the other way! I ended up helping the poor fellow as best I could. We dipped our helmets in a nearby creek and tossed the water on the bike until it was out. At that point I realized that it was two and a half hours in to a two hour race and since I was at a paved road that led back to the start I decided that I had had about as much fun as I could stand and headed for the barn. I got back to scoring and the scoring people were gone. There were moms and wives milling about upset because there were guys still in the woods racing. It reminded me of those stories of Japanese WWII survivors that were holed up on islands and didn't know that the war was over.john01;98656 said:Yes David it's better to talk about things...so lets hear it.