I'd love to give you all an awesome report, but somehow I ended up being just busy enough doing 43 things that I couldn't pay attention to any of them for very long.
No idea about the unlimited/pro mod/super duper classes, but KrawlZone pulled a Bailey and decimated the stock class, with Robby taking second (after some cleeeean runs!--get a guy some CNC'd parts and he can drive, turns out
), and Teralin took third, with Dexter from CO taking 4th in his bright green 1st-gen Toyota.
Chris Mercer took 1st in the Ftoy class ahead of his pal Ely in a 4-seater... Rawlin had another sad competition when he destroyed his 4.3, sending chunks through the oil pan, but he was planning on swapping the motor anyway... just sucks knowing how much of a thrash he and the crew put in to get it done, and then it blows up in both outings. Jared Neff also broke, after a massive effort to get a brand new TTF chassis put together. After waiting on vendors, he got it built, came to Delta and had transmission problems. Turns out the dipstick he ordered is not the right one and was reading full when it wasn't, so after rectifying that and getting a couple courses under his tires, he smacked the engine skidplate--- right into the cast aluminum oil pan on his turbo Ecotec, cracking it and ending his day.
Bob B managed to get hoisted off one course, and flopped on another, and has the distinction of leading exactly 152' of a race against Casey Beach. Bob held strong when I waved the flag, leading up the start-line jump, and was nearly passed
in mid-air by that rocket Casey drives. When they landed, Casey was about even with Bob, and that was pretty much it. I have no idea how Bob ended up in the standings, but he was rad to hang out with, and carried his hurt dog, after the poor pup tenderized his feet on the hot Delta cobble in the parking lots. Stay gold, Bob--- stay gold.
I'm not going to say the courses were hard, but Craig broke his own buggy on the parade lap around the race course, so draw your own conclusions.
I managed to keep myself out of harm's way for the most part, by refusing offers to ride 2-wheeled things. Stratton's pit bike was freed of bad juju, and actually had a set of bars on it that were BOLTED ON this year, but the chopper stance freaked me out and I only rode it back to Camp Graves and let it lie.
A glimmer of hope for all you ghouls appeared last night, when I was offered the keys to the race-winning UTV out of CO, in order to do donuts around a camp full of high-dollar motorhomers who were karaoke-ing "Party Rock" at full volume after midnight, but I chose not to tempt fate. So I'm sorry for all that, but then again, eff youuuuuu!!!!
For anyone who missed this, you missed it until next year, suckers. Craig is not having an August event this year. I lobbied aggressively for one, but was silenced by an aggressive duct-tape attack by Craig's wife, who was yelling something about wanting a vacation this year, sponsors, blah blah, woman stuff.
So you'll all have to make Craig's, Lisa's, and everyone else's hard work worth it by showing up in May 2013! ha!
I'd like to thank everyone who came out, Millard County-- specifically Kevin Morris for his continued support of the sport and U4WDA, and the Stumph family for all the behind-the-scenes stuff they do to make this event happen.