My wife and I arrived in French Lick on Friday night and stayed
at the West Baden Hotel, a true architectural marvel and a historical landmark which was a less than five minute ride from the race start.
If you are in the area at least stop by and see the dome at the center of the
hotel. Quite spectacular.
I also finally got a
chance to ride the French Lick trails for the first time. The
trail started with a “green” loop which was fairly easy and then to the “blue”
loop which was noticeably more difficult, including a long extended climb. Lots of fun, and numerous cool trial features including several rock features and caves.
On Saturday morning I did a nice warm up by hitting several
gravel road hills near the hotel. Of course, my heart rate was still going to
be back to normal at the start but oh well.
I lined up on the inside line of the Cat 3 30-39 group,
right next to a single speeder, who following a quick chat I found that he was
using a 32 x 17 ratio. He had also ridden the course Friday night, but with a
32 x 16. After the preride, he decided to bump up the ratio to 17. I wouldn’t want to ride these trails with
either of those ratios.
My start was good and I got into the singletrack in third
place, with the aforementioned singlespeeder in first. The course starts on a
steady, uphill with rocky singletrack. The singlespeeder started to slow and he
had to drop back. I was in second when
we came to a narrow and rocky section of trail which was fairly level. All of
the sudden my back wheel washed out and I went down hard on my right arm. It
didn’t hurt too badly, but I had to haul myself off of the trail to avoid
riders behind me and was passed by several. I got going again and caught up with two
riders who had passed me just as we left the “Green” beginner trail and entered
the Blue trail, which is the more advanced section. Immediately things got
interesting. The already numerous rocks multiplied and the trail became quite
rough.
I stuck with these two riders until one bobbled on a tech
section which allowed me to pass. The next guy bobbled going through a creek
crossing and a series of unfortunate events occurred. First, I couldn’t around
the fall rider on the bike, so I dismounted and tried to walk around him. I
then slipped on some mud and fell right on top of my bike. My right knee went straight
through the rear wheel and actually impacted the ground. I extracted my knee from
the spokes and got up and without really looking at the wheel leapt back on the
bike to try to get away from the chaos at the crossing. I was expecting to have
all sorts of nastiness, including rubbing discs, a wiggling out of true wheel,
and crap shifting. But I found nothing. The wheel was spinning just fine and
everything seemed fine. So on I rode.
Following this crossing was the largest climb in the course,
a seemingly never ending climb of almost 300 feet. I tried to accelerate, but
was gassed. I was starting to wheeze and the legs felt heavy. However, I was
able to gap the riders behind me, and noticed another rider well ahead of me. I
used him as a carrot and despite feeling absolutely wasted, I continued to gain
ground. The climb tops out near where the trail crosses a utility easement and travels
through a pine forest. Just before this I within about 20 feet of other the
rider when we started a descending section. As in the past, I was slower on the
descents and he got away. However, the trail turned upward again and I spotted
him and continued to chase, got close again, and then watched him slowly gap me
on the final descent. I pushed hard, and put in a nice sprint coming out of
woods towards the finish, but catching him was not going to happen.
I crossed the line at 48:10 and placed 13th
overall and 5th in the 30-39 age group. An inspection of my wheel
showed one broken, and two badly bent spokes. Still impressed that it held
together, but when I took it into the shop to have it checked out I found that
the rim was cracked. One of the spokes which had not broken actually partially pulled
out of the rim, warping and cracking the area around the spoke hole. The shop
had a Stan’s Arch rim in stock so the wheel will be rebuilt in time for Muscatatuk
in a week and a half.
Overall I was happy with the result, which is my best
overall finish in a DINO race to date. A top 10 finish and a podium place was
likely if I hadn’t had my little encounter with the ground, but still a solid
effort. I was a bit more winded in the first half of the race than I would have
liked, but I settled down in the second half and felt pretty good.
So to sum it up:
The Good: The French Lick trails, my sturdy rear wheel, and
my new IndyCog jersey.
The Bad: My torn up arm, needing to get my wheel fixed, and
19-29 age group riders who will do their best to impede a pass
In a week and a half will be the races at Muscatatuck Park in
North Vernon. Saturday includes a short track and downhill race, while Sunday is
the XC race. I’m planning on
participating in all three. The downhill event should be…..fun?
That sucks about your rim - that's not a cheap fix! Are you dusting off the full suspension for the DH event on Saturday? I'm bringing both my bikes (rigid and FS) and racing all 3 events this weekend too. Jessica is planning on racing in her first DINO XC race on Sunday too... should be interesting. I'm planning on camping Saturday into Sunday, so if you're staying down there, give me a shout.
ReplyDeleteYeah it was not cheap, but the rim they had in the shop was actually a lighter version of the damaged Stan's Arch. I'll be doing all three events as well, but we have plans Saturday night so I have to be back in Indy after the short track and downhill.
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