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So the wife and I decided to hit up the Santa Ynez Valley National and see how many points we could collect before the finals in Brianhead which we plan on attending.
I didn’t want to burn vacation time so we drove up Friday after work. The drive was horrible, nuts to butts almost the entire way. Driving with the big motor at less than 40mph for almost 5 hrs with the AC blasting due to the heat wave was strike one against keeping the weekend low budget, wasted a whole tank of fuel on the way up there.
We arrived in Buelton and had planned to share a motel with friends but due to poor timing and our impatience and surly attitudes after sitting in traffic all night we wound up getting our own room. Strike two on the cheap approach.
Saturday morning we drove to the venue early and got in a couple of practice runs. There wasn’t much time for practice. Definitely nothing like the wonderful time I had at Woodward West! I got a couple of runs in and decided that more runs in the sweltering heat would drain me of what little energy I felt like I had so I tried to find some shade and hide from the sun god.
As a side note, after pre-registering, my entry was somehow fouled up and I was placed in XC and not DH. When the seed list was posted I wasn’t on it. I wound up having to run near the end of Sport Men in a scheduled break time. I don’t know how an electronic pre-registration for DH gets messed up, but somehow “they” manage to pull it off.
Since I didn’t know when I was going to race, I headed up to the top of the hill very early. I got to hang out with Allison who was going off first, but I also had to sit around for a LONG time up there waiting (55.5 minutes) in the blast furnace like wind. I cheered for Allison on her run and then did more hiding from the sun god who seemed to have it out for me this weekend.
My race run:
The wind had really picked up and was blowing hard. I don’t like jumping in the wind. I need to work on that.
Out of the gate I cranked hard and started shifting right away. During my practice runs I slipped a pedal two times before the first jump which I attributed to spinning too fast. I took the inside line around the left hand sweeper and I got to the first jump way faster than I expected! I soaked it up as much as I could and then cranked.
I knew that as fast as I was going I was sure to over jump the first table, so I tapped the brakes, still over jumped.
I hit the right hand berm and carried speed through the next two little jumps. Slammed through the left hand berm and pedaled towards the hard right. The berm looked really beat up so I dropped a foot and slid through it carrying as much speed as possible. I pedaled hard towards the faux rock garden and rolled fast through the right hand line.
As I cranked past the tree on the next straight section my rear tire slid off the bench cut to rider’s left. This scrubbed a little speed so I really got on the pedals hard. This turned out to be a mistake. I wound up coming in way fast to the next jumps and over jumped every one of them.
I need to work on flat jumping and staying lower.
I slammed through the left hand berm carrying lots of speed and pedaled toward the off camber right hand turn. I heard lots of bad stories about this one from other racers, so I made sure to spot my line and stay low. I was shocked how fast I was able to get through it!
My run was going perfect!
I pedaled hard and then got on the brakes for the flat chicane before going over the bridge. As I came over the bridge I made sure to look through the next turn and slammed the bike through the left hand berm. I was going way faster than any of my practice runs.
Immediately after the left hand berm the track made a right hand turn and went down into a gully. When I hit the right hand turn I have no idea what happened. I felt like I had good weighting and body position. The front tire just disappeared out from underneath me.
I slammed down on the ground, face first, on my right hand side.
Immediately I jumped up and ran up to my bike. I grabbed it and jumped on. I was going to finish as fast as possible.
For the next few turns I felt a little off, my bell was rung a little, but I pedaled hard to try to make up for it.
I nailed the drop by the tree and carried some speed across the bridge which I am sure saved me some time against my competition.
Once into the bottom section I knew I had lost time to the crash so I put my head down and pedaled like a mad man. I sailed through the sandy right hander and pedaled through the culvert.
I stood up the whole way down the dirt road pedaling as hard as I could.
Right before the jump that leaves the road it felt like I slipped a pedal. My right foot went down without resistance and my butt slammed down onto the seat compressing my rear suspension. The un-intentional seat bounce nearly sent me over the bars, but I was able to ride it out. I tried to pedal as soon as I landed, but there was no resistance on the cranks. As I coasted up and over the table top I heard the announcer say that I had put in a blistering time while dragging my chain!
So with a crash up top, and a broken chain at the bottom I turned a 2:18, good enough for a 3rd place spot on the podium!
Turns out the wife also had a mechanical in her DH run. We had bad luck, I blame it on the sun god who obviously had it out for us!
To finish up our Saturday I pre-rode the XC course with the wife. It was a very fun course with lots of flowing single track. Mental note: Race XC at Santa Ynez next year.
Sunday the wife vindicated our good name by decimating the competition in XC and then we drove home.
All in all it was a good weekend with a great deal of learning.
One thing that I feel I must bitch about is the fact that Team Big Bear feels that the Sport Women are second class citizens. They get started BEHIND the BEGINNER men and then have to pass the entire lot of them! This is totally bogus. My wife spends her entire race trying to pass Beginner Men, Sport Single Speed Men, Clydesdale Men, as well as the slower Sport Men. I think that Sport Women should be started after Sport Men and before Beginner Men. Please make it so!
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