Saturday, May 21, 2011

Impressive Sportsmanship

This morning there was a really cool race at the Amasa Back trail in Moab called the Suffer & Send It race put on by the Chile Pepper Bike Shop.  There were two portions of the race and a lot of people did both.  The first portion was a race to the top of the false summit -- so. . .mostly uphill & technical.  The second portion was a chainless descent from the finish of the climb down to the creek crossing. 

I volunteered to be a Course Marshall & found out I would be blocking one of the most popular lines by mountain bikers on this trail.  I decided I better look as official as possible.  I located my pink cowboy hat with the sheriff's badge and sequined trim and set out to my station on the trail.  The first riders came thru launching off the drop at the bottom of the staircase. 

It was no surprise to me that my friend, Kyle Mears, was leading the pack.  He wins most races in Moab with his incredible fitness & grace.  Well he zipped right by me as I shouted, "Stay Right, Mr. Mears."  He was racing & likely wondering what in the world I was talking about.  I started telling him he was going the wrong way and he was like, "what?"  The next fella got in my face a little as I told him this was not the way.  Seriously, didn't he notice my badge?  

Fortunately, the rest of the riders stayed on course, and it was only a few moments later that I saw Kyle pedaling back up the trail to get back on course.  He was very apologetic and had the other racer in tow.  I was very impressed because, although he is very fit, I knew it would be challenging for him to get back to the front of the pack.  What an excellent display of sportsmanship! 

There were several other local riders on the course:



Whit Richardson

Bjorn representing Poison Spider Bicycles

Andy Platt

Jenna Woodbury

Gina Jane

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Looking for Inspiration

I'm reluctantly admitting on my blog that I haven't been very inspired to ride lately.  My 13 year old nephew was here a few weeks ago and I was inspired then.  We rode the local dirt jumps every day that he was here and it was a blast!  Since then I've been begging my yoga friends to call me to ride.  Yoga is taking over my life - in a good way but I don't want to give up my other love, my mountain bike. 

I think I found the inspiration I've been looking for this past weekend.  We had friends visiting from the Wasatch.  Friends of friends and new friends and one new friend in particular that could pedal uphill like it was her job.  Whether it was being off the back on a local trail or getting the puke in the mouth taste at one point - I'm not sure. . .maybe both - but I want to ride my bike more. 

See you in the morning Pipe Dream.